Why Man United Are The Stuff Of Nightmares For A Southern Red
January 24th, 1999. It’s a Sunday afternoon that still fills me with horror, and always will.
I was turning 12 years of age the following day, and with Sky Sports still not a part of my household, my Dad took me to the pub to watch Liverpool’s FA Cup fourth round clash with Man United, as a pre-birthday treat.
Not only did we miss Michael Owen head the Reds into a very early lead at Old Trafford (the traffic in …
