I remember going to Ibiza the following summer on my own to do a season, and on my 1st day there all alone, I saw Paul McShane with a few other United reserves.
I was stunned but still approached him, thanked him for that goal and shook his hand.
What a knobhead I probably looked like.
Absolute mental scenes when that goal went in. It seemed like there was a constant roar. I don't think I've been to a game with such an electric atmosphere. What sweet revenge considering what happened before.