The influence of foreign managers and
players was tiny at that time, so that the majority of teams approached the
game in a very British fashion, that is to say predominantly attacking-minded
and the original values of the English remained unalterable. I regularly
started watching English football on television at early 90′s, the golden era of
the Premier League
A terrific Manchester United side was
blossoming with Sir Alex Ferguson at the helm; the likes of Eric “The King” Cantona,
Ryan Giggs, Roy Keane, Peter Schmeichel, Mark Hugues and company were a joy to
watch and United were starting to forge their legend. In addition to their
remarkable technical skills, that team played with their heart and this
generation was recognizable by their characteristic never-say-never attitude.
Strange as it may seem, it was not a win
that made me want to be part of that team. The final day of the 1994-95 season, the Red Devils were unable to capitalize
a 2-1 defeat from Blackburn Rovers at Anfield Road and blew their chances of
retaining the championship by drawing 1-1 at Upton Park, following a string of
failed chances and fine saves by West Ham’s goalkeeper Ludek Miklosko.
To make things even worse, a week later Manchester
United also conceded the FA Cup to Everton following a shocking 1-0 defeat at
Wembley. As a result, a likely double suddenly became a double nothing. But
every cloud has a silver lining and those seven days of brutal fatality made me
realize that I was meant to supportthem and Manchester United were worth to be
supported by me.
In all honesty, there aren’t many Spanish
Manchester United supporters in Barcelona. Apart from me and my parents, I have
never personally met any other fellow Spaniard fan. However, I feel privileged
to be a member of the largest family in the world: the United family, estimated
at over 659 Million (and counting) of devoted human beings all around the
world.
In overall terms, I feel the same as any
other supporter, regardless where he or she was born or raised. Nonetheless,
the mere fact of supporting a football club who almost nobody cares about in
your area, gives you a sense of individuality that makes the whole thing even
more exciting. This special approach is what The Red Insider is aiming at
conveying to United fans.
It ain’t a big issue staying tuned with
what’s going at Old Trafford. As you well know Facebook & Twitter addicts,
Internet has dramatically helped to shorten distances and the increasing
popularity of the English Premier League means that the vast majority of
Manchester United matches are shown live on any of the Spanish televisions
channels owning such coveted rights.
However, every now and then it′s
also very pleasant to live a game in a more British environment, then I have
the choice to go to the widely popular amongst local English football lovers the George Payne Irish
bar, which is located at the heart of Barcelona. You can find there a friendly
atmosphere, a large variety of drinks and several large flat screens to enjoy
the game as if you were in a Mancunian pub.
In overall terms, Spanish media do not pay
much attention to the world′s most popular sport club, they basically care
about the two Spanish giants, namely Real Madrid and F.C. Barcelona (in this
order), and sporadically about any other team doing something remarkable,
either in a good or in a bad way. Just out of your curiosity, I support the
historic and emblematic Athletic Bilbao on a local basis.
The first match I lived there was the
derby between the archrivals of Manchester back in 2007. Funnily enough, Owen
Hargreaves made his bow for United and Carlos Tévez failed to convert a late
chance, unfortunately their efforts were not enough to prevent their former
employees from losing the match by 1-0. Luckily, I have much better memories
than that from one of my Barcelona’s favorite places.
Having reached this point, you might wonder
why I do not support F.C. Barcelona, especially considering their magnitude and
international status. Nonetheless, I was never tempted by them. Barcelona’s
style of play, the so-called “Tiki-taka” never appealed me. In contrast I love
United’s straightforward approach, in my opinion nothing can match two wingers
running down the flanks and constantly threatening their opponents.
As you can easily imagine, losing two
Champions League final to them was a nightmare, but such a massive
disappointment intensified my feelings towards the most decorated club of
Manchester. I dream about the day United avenge for that humiliating defeats
and show what the real Manchester United are made of. I know that this day will
arrive rather sooner than later, trust me mates.
Writer: Juan Manuel @theredinsider
Writer: Juan Manuel @theredinsider
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