Post by Scott on Jul 24, 2006 12:52:54 GMT
From The Times:
SIR ALEX FERGUSON ONCE SAID THAT his greatest achievement as Manchester United manager had been “knocking Liverpool off their f***ing perch”. Now the Fink Tank, in its infinite (well, 99 per cent certain) wisdom, has found that, historically speaking, Ferguson was being a bit f***ing premature.
When I first started supporting United in the late 1960s, United and Liverpool (and indeed Arsenal) had each won seven championships. By 1990, Liverpool had stacked up 18 titles, while United were still stuck on seven. Now the score is 18-15, with Arsenal on 13. Over the past 15 years, Ferguson’s United have indeed knocked Liverpool down a few pegs. But the Fink Tank’s table shows that Liverpool are still narrowly winning the war of football greatness.
Football, however, is about more than statistics. When fans of every club in the country sing about their favourites as “by far the greatest team the world has ever seen”, they all mean it. I recall years ago hearing it sung with gusto at a non-league game by two anoraks whose version began with, “And it’s Windsor and Eton, Windsor and Eton FC . . .” They were not being ironic or postmodern.
So how might we yet claim United to be the greatest? For a start, United’s history is the greatest myth in English football — not myth as in untrue story, but in the other sense of “a legend that deals with gods and heroes”.
From the Busby Babes, the Munich disaster and Wembley ’68 to Cantona’s karate kick and the last minutes of Barcelona ’99, United have written a legendary epic that Homer could not better, never mind Hollywood. That is one reason why, even in the dark years of Scouse domination in the 1970s and 1980s, more people paid to get into Old Trafford than Anfield.
United have long boasted the greatest panache on the pitch. No other club could have contained the extravagances of a Georgie Best or a King Eric, even if they have had great teams. When Steve McClaren said that the first time he saw Wayne Rooney play for Everton he thought that the young Liverpudlian looked “like a Manchester United player”, everybody outside Goodison Park must have known what he meant.
And United are surely the greatest drama queens in the theatre of English football, the ones who, as Ferguson has often observed, never make it easy for themselves or their fans. Every winning United team are always capable of being beaten by losers. No other club could claim to be the biggest in the world and yet still contrive not to win the English championship for 26 years (although Liverpool, at 16 years and counting, are catching up). No other English club have been adored and despised with such equal ferocity (some of us can even do both at the same time).
If United have a great season in 2006-07, they could yet overhaul Liverpool at the top of the historical league table. Which, given the state of team and management at Old Trafford, suggests that the Scousers are safe up on their perch for at least another year.
Whatever the statistics say, however, United remain by far the greatest team the world has ever seen. The world according to me, anyway. Although the Windsor and Eton massive might still disagree
SIR ALEX FERGUSON ONCE SAID THAT his greatest achievement as Manchester United manager had been “knocking Liverpool off their f***ing perch”. Now the Fink Tank, in its infinite (well, 99 per cent certain) wisdom, has found that, historically speaking, Ferguson was being a bit f***ing premature.
When I first started supporting United in the late 1960s, United and Liverpool (and indeed Arsenal) had each won seven championships. By 1990, Liverpool had stacked up 18 titles, while United were still stuck on seven. Now the score is 18-15, with Arsenal on 13. Over the past 15 years, Ferguson’s United have indeed knocked Liverpool down a few pegs. But the Fink Tank’s table shows that Liverpool are still narrowly winning the war of football greatness.
Football, however, is about more than statistics. When fans of every club in the country sing about their favourites as “by far the greatest team the world has ever seen”, they all mean it. I recall years ago hearing it sung with gusto at a non-league game by two anoraks whose version began with, “And it’s Windsor and Eton, Windsor and Eton FC . . .” They were not being ironic or postmodern.
So how might we yet claim United to be the greatest? For a start, United’s history is the greatest myth in English football — not myth as in untrue story, but in the other sense of “a legend that deals with gods and heroes”.
From the Busby Babes, the Munich disaster and Wembley ’68 to Cantona’s karate kick and the last minutes of Barcelona ’99, United have written a legendary epic that Homer could not better, never mind Hollywood. That is one reason why, even in the dark years of Scouse domination in the 1970s and 1980s, more people paid to get into Old Trafford than Anfield.
United have long boasted the greatest panache on the pitch. No other club could have contained the extravagances of a Georgie Best or a King Eric, even if they have had great teams. When Steve McClaren said that the first time he saw Wayne Rooney play for Everton he thought that the young Liverpudlian looked “like a Manchester United player”, everybody outside Goodison Park must have known what he meant.
And United are surely the greatest drama queens in the theatre of English football, the ones who, as Ferguson has often observed, never make it easy for themselves or their fans. Every winning United team are always capable of being beaten by losers. No other club could claim to be the biggest in the world and yet still contrive not to win the English championship for 26 years (although Liverpool, at 16 years and counting, are catching up). No other English club have been adored and despised with such equal ferocity (some of us can even do both at the same time).
If United have a great season in 2006-07, they could yet overhaul Liverpool at the top of the historical league table. Which, given the state of team and management at Old Trafford, suggests that the Scousers are safe up on their perch for at least another year.
Whatever the statistics say, however, United remain by far the greatest team the world has ever seen. The world according to me, anyway. Although the Windsor and Eton massive might still disagree