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www.red11.org DAILY NEWS
Date: Fri Apr 16 00:01:24 GMT+00:00 1999
Mail: barry@www.red11.org

This Issue:
1. Still stunned Personal Report by RED KELLY
2. Guardian:  Keane toasts hero Giggs
3. Life doesn't get better than this.
4. Cooke's fate
5. How Sweet It Is


Daily RED Trivia  Fri 16th April 1999:

 In Division 1 United beat Sunderland 2-0 at Old Trafford with goals from
 Sandy Turnbull and George Wall watched by 12,000. Team was: Moger, Stacey,
 Donnelly, Livingstone, Roberts, Bell, Meredith, Picken, Homer, A.Turnbull, Wall. 

 United beat Arsenal 2-1 in the FA Cup Semi-Final at Villa Park with goals
 from Bryan Robson and Norman Whiteside. The attendance was 46,535. Team
 was: Bailey, Duxbury, Albiston, Moses, Moran (McGrath), McQueen, Robson,
 Wilkins, Stapleton, Whiteside, Grimes.


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14 April 1999
Manchester United 2:1 Arsenal
 Villa Park
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Thanks to the Theatre of Dreams

Important European Cup Ticket Info: (thanks to Mike)

UEFA Champions League final tickets information

The following has appeared on the UEFA website regarding tickets for the 
final.  Subject to the minor matter of beating Juventus next week, this is of 
particular interest to supporters outside England, since applications will 
not be accepted from the countries of competing clubs.   

UEFA Champions League final tickets information 
UEFA Champions League Final 
Venue Camp Nou (Estadi FC Barcelona), Barcelona, Spain 
Date Wednesday 26 May 1999 
Kick-Off 20.45 CET (19.45 GMT) 

Apart from ticket orders from supporters residing in the countries of the two 
finalist clubs - Manchester United FC (England) or Juventus FC (Italy) and 
Dynamo Kyiv (Ukraine) or FC Bayern München (Germany) - which, for security 
reasons, must be submitted to the clubs concerned, ticket orders for the 
general public irrespective of their country of residence can be ordered 
through the Real Federación Española de Fútbol (Spanish Football Federation).

Ticket Order Methods: Real Federación Española de Fútbol (RFEF)  
Post Real Federación Española de Fútbol (RFEF)
Alberto Bosch, 13
E-29014 MADRID
Telephone ++34-91-369 5045
++34-91-369 4771
++34-91-369 4129 
Fax ++34-91-429 8428 
E-Mail rfef@tsai.es 
Closing Date Thursday 29 April 1999 

No supporter may purchase more than four tickets, subject to availability. 
Tickets are for personal use only, and must not be resold or used for 
commercial purposes. The Real Federación Española de Fútbol (Spanish Football 
Federation) may reject or reduce any ticket order considered to be 

Prices Pesetas 
Category 1 14,000 Ptas 
Category 2 10,000 Ptas 
Category 3 7,000 Ptas 
Category 4 4,500 Ptas 

Written confirmation - by fax or mail - will be forwarded on receipt of an 
order for tickets for this match, and the amount for the total price of the 
tickets will be transferred to the Banco Popular Español.
Account Number: 0075-0591-17-0600300602
Banco Popular Español, Agencia 51, Calle Ruiz de Alarcón 25, E-28014 MADRID


Previous News:
BSKYB Takeover news/pics at http://www.red11.org/mufc/bskyb.htm
 Brian Kidd Press conference, pic, real audio
Peter Schmeichel's last Season at United!

Next games: 
ALL Result/Fixture Index:
If you would like ALL the final fixtures for
UNITED/Arse/Chelsea then go to http://www.red11.org/mufc/fix9899.htm

Next Games:
17 Sheff Wed (H) 15.00 PL
21 European Cup Semi Juventus (A) 19.45 CL
25 Leeds (A)  11.30 {am} UK PL Live Sky Sports UK 

UNITED Stats v All teams:

Subject: [RedDevils] Results + table

From: Barry Leeming 


      MANCHESTER UNITED   2-1   Arsenal                  30,223
                                                  (AET, FT 1-1)


       Middlesbrough   0-0   Chelsea               34,406


Pos Team                  P   W   D   L   F   A   GD  Pts
 1  Manchester United    31  18  10   3  69  32   37   64
 2  Arsenal              32  17  12   3  43  13   30   63
 3  Chelsea              32  17  12   3  47  24   23   63
 4  Leeds United         32  16  10   6  52  28   24   58
 5  Aston Villa          33  13  10  10  44  39    5   49
 6  West Ham United      33  13   9  11  34  40   -6   48
 7  Middlesbrough        33  11  14   8  44  41    3   47
 8  Derby County         32  12  11   9  36  36    0   47
 9  Liverpool            31  12   8  11  57  41   16   44
10  Newcastle United     32  11   9  12  43  45   -2   42
11  Wimbledon            33  10  11  12  37  50  -13   41
12  Tottenham Hotspur    31   9  13   9  35  37   -2   40
13  Leicester City       31   9  12  10  32  39   -7   39
14  Sheffield Wednesday  32  11   5  16  38  36    2   38
15  Coventry City        33  10   7  16  34  45  -11   37
16  Everton              33   8  10  15  28  40  -12   34
17  Charlton Athletic    32   7  10  15  34  43   -9   31
18  Blackburn Rovers     32   7  10  15  32  43  -11   31
19  Southampton          33   8   6  19  28  60  -32   30
20  Nottingham Forest    33   4   9  20  30  65  -35   21

*** FIXTURES ON 17/04/99 ***
   Charlton Athletic  v  Leeds United
       Coventry City  v  Middlesbrough
           Liverpool  v  Aston Villa
   Manchester United  v  Sheffield Wednesday
    Newcastle United  v  Everton
   Nottingham Forest  v  Tottenham Hotspur
         Southampton  v  Blackburn Rovers
     West Ham United  v  Derby County

*** FIXTURES ON 18/04/99 ***
             Chelsea  v  Leicester City


Date        Opposition                        Score   Pos.   Attend.
15/08/98    Leicester City           Home     D  2-2    11    55,052
22/08/98    West Ham United          Away     D  0-0    11    26,039
09/09/98    Charlton Athletic        Home     W  4-1     9    55,147
12/09/98    Coventry City            Home     W  2-0     5    55,193
20/09/98    Arsenal                  Away     L  0-3    10    38,142
24/09/98    Liverpool                Home     W  2-0     3    55,181
03/10/98    Southampton              Away     W  3-0     2    15,251
17/10/98    Wimbledon                Home     W  5-1     2    55,265
24/10/98    Derby County             Away     D  1-1     2    30,867
31/10/98    Everton                  Away     W  4-1     2    40,079
08/11/98    Newcastle United         Home     D  0-0     3    55,174
14/11/98    Blackburn Rovers         Home     W  3-2     2    55,198
21/11/98    Sheffield Wednesday      Away     L  1-3     2    39,475
29/11/98    Leeds United             Home     W  3-2     2    55,172
05/12/98    Aston Villa              Away     D  1-1     2    39,241
12/12/98    Tottenham Hotspur        Away     D  2-2     1    36,079
16/12/98    Chelsea                  Home     D  1-1     2    55,159
19/12/98    Middlesbrough            Home     L  2-3     3    55,152
26/12/98    Nottingham Forest        Home     W  3-0     3    55,216
29/12/98    Chelsea                  Away     D  0-0     3    34,741
10/01/99    West Ham United          Home     W  4-1     3    55,180
16/01/99    Leicester City           Away     W  6-2     2    22,091
31/01/99    Charlton Athletic        Away     W  1-0     1    20,043
03/02/99    Derby County             Home     W  1-0     1    55,174
06/02/99    Nottingham Forest        Away     W  8-1     1    30,025
17/02/99    Arsenal                  Home     D  1-1     1    55,171
20/02/99    Coventry City            Away     W  1-0     1    22,596
27/02/99    Southampton              Home     W  2-1     1    55,316
13/03/99    Newcastle United         Away     W  2-1     1    36,500
21/03/99    Everton                  Home     W  3-1     1    55,182
03/04/99    Wimbledon                Away     D  1-1     1    26,121


       P   Won       Drawn     Lost      For        Against    Points
Home   16  11 (69%)  4 (25%)   1 (6%)    38 (2.4)   16 (1.0)   37 (2.3)
Away   14  7 (50%)   5 (36%)   2 (14%)   30 (2.1)   15 (1.1)   26 (1.9)

Total  30  18 (60%)  9 (30%)   3 (10%)   68 (2.3)   31 (1.0)   63 (2.1)

                                         Averages per game in (brackets)


HIGHEST HOME ATTENDANCE: 27/02/99 - Southampton (55,316)
LOWEST HOME ATTENDANCE:  15/08/98 - Leicester City (55,052)
BEST WIN:                06/02/99 - Nottingham Forest (8-1)
HEAVIEST DEFEAT:         20/09/98 - Arsenal (0-3)
BEST HOME WIN:           17/10/98 - Wimbledon (5-1)
HEAVIEST HOME DEFEAT:    19/12/98 - Middlesbrough (2-3)
BEST AWAY WIN:           06/02/99 - Nottingham Forest (8-1)
HEAVIEST AWAY DEFEAT:    20/09/98 - Arsenal (0-3)

Champions League:
Group D         P  W  D  L  F  A   Pts
Bayern Munich   6  3  2  1  9  6  11   
Man United      6  2  4  0 20 11  10
Barcelona       6  2  2  2 11  9   8    
Brondby         6  1  0  5  4 18   3   

Dec  9 Brøndby         0-2  Barcelona
Dec  9 Man Utd         1-1  Bayern Munich


 Manchester Utd  2 v 0  Inter Milan
 Real Madrid     1 v 1  Dynamo Kiev
 Juventus        2 v 1  Olympiakos
 Bayern Munich   2 v 0  Kaiserslautern

**DYNAMO KIEV      2 v 0  REAL MADRID         (Agg:3-1)
OLYMPIAKOS         1 v 1  **JUVENTUS          (Agg:2-3)

Semi Final 2nd legs to be played  21st April
Manchester United v Juventus  [1-1]
Bayern Munchen v Dynamo Kiev  [3-3]


Peter saved us again with a penalty save in 93rd min! Click on Pete for more

Subject: Still stunned Personal Report by RED KELLY How many top ten matches are going to be packed into this season I wonder, hopefully a few more yet. To have finished this game with only eight fit men on the pitch and cap it all with a stunning goal was pure and simple Manchester United football at it's best and Linda is absolutely right - those of us who were fortunate enough to have been there were very fortunate indeed. I felt 'up' for this one, just as on Sunday, even though the outcome and manner of the previous game's non result pissed me off. United are good in replays and with Villa Park rocking to the Reds I was sure we'd prevail. The pub certainly looked different last night. Maybe it was because we went in through the front door and then into a room which looked more like a normal pub than on Sunday when we had to go through a back entrance. I don't know why but it was a shock not to be in a den of iniquity, but amongst fellow list members and family. There was even no sign of the fabled topless barmaid, not that I knew anything about her existence on Sunday until we'd left! We managed a couple of pre-match pints in there chatting happily between ourselves despite the fact that Tony was there laden with gloomy forecasts. Pete and Hal were leaving before us and Hal, obviously pummelled by pessimism, asked me how I viewed the game, "we'll be fine" I said with confidence. I think this cheered him up. We left a few minutes later and emptied the contents of Druncan's pockets of Guiness cans he'd stashed for the game. In fact the contents of the one shared between Eliza, Steve and I were gone well before we reached the end of the road. As we turned the corner we found ourselves in amongst a multitude of Arse fans. They were mouthing off as usual but we took little notice of their small-time attitudes and were glad to see them veer off to their bit as we made our way into the ground. Having found our seats right at the back of the lower tier in front of the exec boxes, we stood with the rest of them. To our right was the Holte End and after much searching I spotted the rest of our bunch, but despite the fact I was standing all on my own waving my arms around like a complete idiot, none of them spotted me. The teams came out and just as on Sunday the Arse fans let off balloons, this time red and white ones. Apparently this had cost the club £5000 along with the ridiculous yellow cards containing song sheets (did they have red ones this time, I didn't notice any). What's the point of song sheets when the Arse fans still don't know more than one song. Truly pathetic and one can only hope our own caring sharing club don't pull a stunt like it, or if they do then a thousand balloons get popped in unison. There were a few looks of dismay around when we realised that Teddy and Ole were up front rather than the soul brothers, but I thought it may liven things up a bit and give them a chance to prove themselves. The brothers have been quiet recently and were due a rest, so I wasn't that bothered and when I thought about it. Not that it surprised me either as Fergie was obviously playing mind games with Wenger. At the back of our seats was a small area which was completely empty. On the other side of this platform was a wall which overlooked a drop of twenty or so feet to a storage area and walkway below. Above and to the right was a TV camera, but that was it. It was exposed to the night air and a stiff breeze. As the game wore on the conditions became more akin to the arctic up there, but it was still an excellent vantage point. An ideal spot from which to view the game I thought and so did one or two others. So I left my seat and effectively stood behind it but with a lot more space to move about in, until the stewards arrived that is! There's always one isn't there, one who has to chuck his considerable bulk around. One, who with one sharp turn of the head, could have scared my face for life with his long and matted hair. He was an orange jacketed steward just like the ones who had caused all the problems on Sunday. Give me a yellow jacket every time, but this one was soon joined by a couple more. However this wasn't until later in the game. Meantime I'm left to roam free at the back, free to enjoy the play as United piled forward in dominant style. We were camped in their half well on top and when Teddy laid the ball back into Becks path we saw it curl beautifully away from his boot to arc just wide of Seaman's dive. We went absolutely mad, screaming, shouting and leaping around perilously close to the edge. As I returned to the seats I prized Eliza away from Steve and hugged the life out of her. The celebrations went on long after the teams had kicked off again and the massed ranks of Arse in the top tier of the Holte just sat there thoroughly pissed off, as they would. In truth they'd not done much anyway save throw a few noncey bloody balloons in the air so it was no surprise when they did little else but hurl a few insults our way. What did we care anyway, we were 1-0 up and on our way singing all the favourite and a massive chorus of "Na na na nana na na Keano" to Hey Jude. By this time the orangemen had come to join us at the back and we spent a few moments chatting about the possibilities of being removed from the ground. I thought that appealing to their better nature was the right way to proceed, but soon found out they didn't have better natures, so was forced to be a good chap and return to my seat for fear of ejection. At least they didn't try and make us sit down like good boys and girls, except there was an announcement at the start of the game to the effect that we should consider this as the right way to watch a game of football. But it was greeted with utter derision and we heard nothing more about it. The men in orange were called down to the pitch soon after so I went straight back to my spot behind the seat. But they returned all too quickly and I caught me out, so I was turfed back to my seat! United continued to dominate the game and we wandered off happily down below at half-time. As I emerged from the toilets I heard a familiar voice calling me, it was Dr Mark who was remarkably up-beat in his assessment of the game so far. He also seemed optimistic about the outcome - most unusual, but I'm just glad I didn't encounter him at the end of normal time! Back up to my perch and the orangemen had swelled in number. There were now four and were all eating pies! United continued in the same vein as the first half as they kicked towards the Holte End. In those first few minutes both Ole and Blommers could, and should have scored to wrap the game up, but they didn't and we nearly lived to regret it. We were in the middle of an Ole song when the play went up the other end. I was taking more notice of what a copper was doing further down the stand when all of a sudden the Arse fans went mad. I didn't have to ask, it was obvious they'd scored. I hadn't got a clue what had happened, and didn't really care how they'd achieved their come-back all that mattered was that they had. From then on United were lucky to hold out for the rest of the half. Anelka thought he'd scored and so did we at first and then irony upon irony, we spotted the linesman's flag. They didn't of course and as we watched their delirious celebrations we laughed our heads off as the truth dawned and it all went quiet. Oh life is so sweet at times. It didn't stop them from piling forward though and as our hearts were trying to leap out of our throats Keano went in for a tackle, Overmars went down like the proverbial sack of King Edwards and Keano just kept going. Sliding off the pitch he was almost down the tunnel by the time he got to his feet. He knew Elleray was going to see red and didn't even stop to allow him the opportunity of a wave in his face. We were up against it now alright and the nerves in the stands were beginning to get the better of some and then with extra time looming large Phil Nev decides to commit football suicide in the box, Parlour falls over his boot and that was surely that. By this time the orangemen had retreated to pitch side so I had reclaimed my favourite spot. The Arse fans went mad and we stood there awaiting our fate. To myself I likened it to an execution. You're there with the noose around your neck and you may as well go in a dignified manner. Some turned away with their heads in their hands, some sat down and some even made their way out, but I decided to stand motionless at the back with my arms crossed and ready for the drop. The spot kick was down at the other end so we couldn't see expressions or body language to get an idea of what might happen. Bergkamp stepped up and fired his shot at mid height to Schmeichel's left. The big man dived at the same time. The ball hung in the air for a micro second as the noose tightened around my neck. I began to feel it pinch, but then a miracle, the noose snapped, the keeper's gloved hand palmed the ball and pushed it away. As I dropped to the ground I fell into Eliza's embrace and there we were again going mad. How long would our nerves take this pounding I wondered, but as the whistle blew for full time the answer was they would have to survive at least another 30 minutes. Around me everyone stood there shaking their heads. We had so far been witness to a stunning match, surely we were now destined for penalties. With the Arse now in the ascendancy and us down to ten men we would surely settle for that. But United are not that good at penalties so I was praying for one more miracle. I said we needed Norman now remembering the magnificent goal he scored to wrap up the Toffees in '85. Peter came down to our end to rapturous applause and exulted us to raise our voices for the next period. We naturally obliged and once again the United contingent which comprised a good two thirds of Villa Park raised the decibel level. The first period of extra time seemed to go quickly for me, but not so the second period. By this time I had been joined by a number of others on my vantage point and each and every one of us took turns walking around making various gestures showing frustration at United's inability to get hold of the game. Not surprising of course - down to ten men, with a couple of others feeling the effects of rash challenges and up against one of the game's most enduring defenses. And then an Arse player kindly passed the ball to Giggs a way in his own half. Up to this time Giggsy had done very little to justify his presence on the pitch after he had come on a substitute for Blommers, but he started off on a mazy run. He belted down the wing towards us and headed straight for the box ducking in and out of challenges. We stood there weaving our way along with him, willing him to produce some magic. Into the box, he squeezes between the last two defenders and smashes the ball into the net. Seaman crashes to the ground as the ball almost splits him in two. For a micro second there was an air of disbelief, but it was a mere micro second and then celebrations unrivalled since Eric's scouse busting goal at Wembley. If we went crazy before I don't know how you would describe this apart form to say we went absolutely f**king mental. Screaming, shouting, laughing and crying all at the same time. The most wonderful feeling you could ever ever get watching football. Imagine that and that was what we were fortunate enough to be experiencing. Lizzie, Steve and me dancing with arms around each other dancing at the back. Why didn't Elleray just blow his whistle there and then. Surely that goal was good enough to win any match anywhere. It was simply one of the best goals I have ever seen in all my forty odd years of watching football. The last minutes of that game lasted hours. The noise around me was defeaning. We could hardly sing, we were hoarse as hell, but we could whistle. The sound filled the ground and when it was full it blasted it's way out into the night sky, as the Arse fans sat in utter disbelief destroyed by a piece of genius. I didn't dare look at my watch, my heart was beating far too quickly for comfort as the minutes were ticking away, but why were they going so bloody slowly? Eventually as we were closer to death from heart failure, Elleray blew his whistle. Cue more joy - deep, deep joy as the celebrations got back in gear and the grins on our faces became wider and wider. "Wemberly, Wemberly, we're the famous Man United and we're going to Wemberly". As the majority of Arse fans left their lofty perches the pitch was beseiged by United Red. We watched from up top as the drama unfolded with Reds swarming all over the grass the stewards were trying their best to get them off it. I don't know if many of them had ever been on a pitch in celebration before but they seemed to think that as soon as you got on you had to slip over. It happened to so many it became the norm and they started doing it deliberately. Some would go off and come back on again just to slip over, it was bizarre. How the players got off I'll never know, but they did and just as well because the front rows of Arse fans had decided they could take it no longer and ran on as a defiant gesture brandishing fists and popped balloons. Then the odd fight started but as soon as the United fans in the crowd realised what was happening hundreds piled on to the defence of the few being attacked. The Arse retreated a damn sight faster than they came on I can tell you. They were falling over themselves to get back to the safety of their stand then, weren't they! Eventually the orangemen got things under control and we made our way out of the ground still singing at the tops of our voices. Outside the ground we tried our best not to smile as we walked in amongst the Arse fans, but it just didn't work. We were far too delirious for restraint! They were not a happy bunch at all, not that that surprised us of course. But weren't they going to whip our butts with Petit back, naturally they were? On the way back we spoke to our friend DA in hospital in South Carolina. He told us the tests had been good and he was about to be driven home by Kathy to watch the game she'd thoughtfully taped for him. She knows you know! Pity BDS told him the result though - but he did ask!! What a night then. What a bloody night. It will live long in my memory as one of the best nights ever. Last night was a wonderful time to be Red. I only wish the pub had been open when we got back, but perhaps it's just as well it wasn't! Copyright RED KELLY 1999
Peter saved us again with a penalty save in 93rd min! Click on Pete for more

Subject: Guardian: Keane toasts hero Giggs Roy Keane was not the least bit surprised by Ryan Giggs' sensational matchwinner which booked Manchester United's trip to Wembley. Giggs came off the bench to score the probable goal of the season in extra time and earn United a 2-1 FA Cup semi-final replay victory over Arsenal. The Welsh wing wizard beat four Arsenal players before he lashed the ball into the roof of the net in the 108th minute and set up a meeting with Newcastle in the final on May 22. Keane is well used to such strokes of genius and he said: "When Giggs came on with his fresh legs we knew he had that kind of thing in him. It was a fantastic goal, but we were not surprised knowing how great a player he is." He added: "To come out on top with 10 men is fantastic. It looked like it was going to go to penalties and then Giggs goes and produces a goal like that." Keane watched Giggs' goal on television in the players' bar at Villa Park because he had been sent off in the 73rd minute for his second bookable offence. Ironically it was the same bar from where he watched United's 1995 semi-final replay triumph over Crystal Palace after he had been dismissed for a reckless tackle on Darren Patterson. "I saw the goal in the bar and funnily I watched the last semi-final in there as well because I was sent off against Palace," said Keane, who faces a one-match ban. "It's getting to become a bit of a habit unfortunately. I've no arguments and the referee didn't have a choice because they were two mistimed tackles and that's it." Keane felt the gods were with United last night after his 'goal' had been controversially disallowed for offside on Sunday. But he did admit he had feared the worst when Dennis Bergkamp stepped up to take a penalty in the final minute of normal time following a foul by Phil Neville on Ray Parlour. But Peter Schmeichel saved Bergkamp's spot-kick to become United's other hero on the night. "Like everybody else I thought we were out of the cup," said Keane. "But Peter has saved it and the game went into extra-time. I think it was probably fate that we got through after having the goal disallowed on Sunday."
Peter saved us again with a penalty save in 93rd min! Click on Pete for more

Subject: Life doesn't get better than this. From: Matthew Wheeler What a night. Sydney had the biggest storm in living memory last night. I have never seen anything like it in my life - there were lightning flashes every second for a full 20 minutes. I stood on my terrace and watched in awe. The storm damage was phenomenal, according to the news this morning. At 9.30pm I gave up and went to bed. I had a very early start coming up. My alarm went off at 3.00am. At that point I wondered what the hell I was doing getting up so early. I briefly considered forgetting all about the game, and returning to bed. No - this game had to be watched. After all, a true red wouldn't miss United for the world ! I got to St Georges Leagues club for 4.10 am. There were probably about 30 of us there, including a smattering of Arse fans. I settled down and waited for the build-up. I for one didn't bat an eyelid when the team was announced. I thought it was a great move by Fergie. Nothing against Andy and Dwight, but a change would give the Arse something to think about. I won't bother describing the game as you all saw it, but I have never gone through such an emotional see-saw. From absolute ecstasy to the depths of despair. When the penalty was given, I grabbed my car keys and headed for the door. I looked over my shoulder as Bergkamp took the kick, and then celebrated wildly as Peter showed that he is truly the greatest goalkeeper in the world. How we will miss him next season. I believe he is truly irreplacable. Even so, I sat in misery as the Arse dominated extra time. I just could not see where a goal was coming from. I started talking to the bloke next to me about how Giggs has lost it - he constantly gives the ball away, bitch, moan, etc. And then he scores the finest goal I have ever seen. Ryan - I am so sorry for ever doubting you. I am still calming dowm, some 5 hours after the end of the game. My only concern is the cost to the team - they must be absolutley drained after those 2 games, and Ryan and Peter looked crocked as they left the field. But fate is surely on our side this season. This team just does not know how to lose. Now I await with glee at the thought of rubbing Shearer's nose in it. He must be made to pay dearly for letting greed make his decisions for him - not once but twice. It's also time to remind the barcode fans that they are strictly a small-time team. I have never been so proud to be a Red in all of my life. Those of you who were at the game are the luckiest people on the planet. I emigrated to Oz a year ago, and I sorely miss going to OT to cheer on my boys. This will turn out to be the most remarkable season I can remember. Matthew
Peter saved us again with a penalty save in 93rd min! Click on Pete for more

Subject: Cooke's fate Manchester City Extra - The Cooke Report Cooke boost as City set up the promotion charge Exclusive by Richard Burgess "WE WANT TERRY COOKE" . . . the fans favourite signs today MANCHESTER City today sealed a £1m deal to sign Terry Cooke - and answered the prayers of their fans. The Blues have agreed a transfer package with neighbours United and the 22-year-old winger was set to sign on the dotted line this afternoon. Joe Royle has been working tirelessly behind the scenes to tie up a permanent move for Cooke, who can now play in City's crucial remaining games. The City boss revealed to M.E.N. Sport: ``We have agreed a £600,000 down payment, with the deal rising to £1m depending on Terry and City being successful together. I am delighted to have sorted it all out and I have to thank Alex Ferguson for his co-operation and fairness. I have always wanted to play with wide men at City, but it has just been a question of finding the right man. Terry has hit it off instantly with the fans and he absolutely loves it here. ``This is a great deal for him, for us and for United. It has taken us a while to tie up all the loose ends, but I am just glad that the wait has been worthwhile.'' Cooke's permanent transfer to City will delight the Maine Road faithful, who have taken the Birmingham-born youngster to their hearts during his three-month loan spell with the club. During last night's 2-0 victory over Luton, fans chanted ``We want Terry Cooke'' in a rousing show of support. Royle added: ``Obviously, we have been aware of the feeling among the supporters and that has made us even more determined to agree the deal. ``This club has always been famous for its wingers and I believe Terry can continue that great tradition. ``He has immense quality and I honestly think there is more to come from him in the future.'' Cooke's life was in a whirl today as he prepared to sign for City in between visits to hospital where his fiancee is due to give birth to their first child. He has played 17 games and scored five goals for the Blues since making his loan move from Old Trafford earlier this year.
Peter saved us again with a penalty save in 93rd min! Click on Pete for more

Subject: How Sweet It Is From: "Seamus Gallen" Alan Greene: "Bergkamp is placing the ball. Since he was a little boy, his major ambition has been to play in an FA Cup Final. Now he has the chance to achieve that ambition. Here he comes...........and Schmeichel's saved it!!!!!!!!!" I had just given up. I had decided not to follow the match for three reasons 1. So as not to upset my long-suffering wife, Therese 2. So as not to put a jinx on the team 3. I was fairly sure that we would lose. Therese gave in first. She sneaked a look at Ceefax and announced that it had been 1-0 since Beckham scored in the 17th minute. Just to make sure, I put on Ceefax, which now had the added information that it was 1-1 courtesy of Bergkamp. The jinx had struck again. So, I ate my dinner and tried to forget about the game. Next, one of my many daughters suggested that I check again. Now, I got the delightful news that Keane had been dismissed. I just said "Oh Bollox" and switched on the radio. The great Alan Greene. United fan. Arsenal are pissing on us. I'm praying for penalties. Just as the whistle is about to blow, I get my wish. Except that its for bloody boring lucky Arsenal, owners of Winterburn, who is around long enough to have tangled with Norman Whiteside. (Where are you when we need you?). Now, I really give up. I can't believe that Alan Green is not saying "He's scored, he's sent Schmeichel the wrong way!". What a let-off! There is hope, but not much. 30 minutes, minus our best player, against rampant Arsenal, with all their attackers on - Overmars, Kanu - the lot. Therese has gone to bed to watch a suspense movie. Football is a continuous suspense movie. But, I stick with it. It always sounds worse on the radio, particularly from Alan Greene. You could be shitting yourself with the ball in the other half. The commentators agree that either Arsenal will score (and put us out of our misery) or it will go to penalties. All of a sudden Greene's voice rises several semi-tones and a few decibels "Giggs is running towards the Arsenal goal, he is still running, he's still running, --- he's scored!!!!!!". Or something like that. Cue delirium in the Gallen kitchen. Daughters being picked up and pasted to the ceiling. We listen for news of any offside flags. None. Just Greene, sounding like a United fan, going on about it being the goal of this or any other season. The bad news was that there were still 11 minutes to go. They were the longest 11 minutes of my life. Greene thought that Adams had scored. When I saw the highlights later, so did I! Anelka had about ten chances, all from about four yards. Five Live wanted penalties. I didn't any longer. Just the whistle. When it came, further delirium, - the roof nearly lifted with the noise. More people being thrown in the air. What a night. The grinning presenter on Sky News says "Great night for football, especially if you are a United fan". Sportsline shows quite a few highlights, with the plonker Alan Mullery doing a frame-by-frame of Giggs' goal. What a goal. During this the phone rings. Its Paul (son) in New York on a mobile from the subway - he's just escaped from watching the match in Clancys with 7,000 Arsenal fans. It only became clear when Giggs scored that there was an equal number of United fans. They're probably still scraping some of them off the ceiling. I've never heard him so excited. And he remembers Barcelona 84, when he was 12. For the ITN Big Match programme, I set two VCRs to record it. Can't afford any slip ups on this. Now, as Linda suggested, the Arsenal fans can stick their ballooons up their arses. One thing sure, they won't win the double this year. Even I am starting to believe that we might win something. Are we the world's most pessimistic fans?? This occured to me reading Alan Dobson's piece yesterday, and also regular comments by and about Tony Smith. Or are all football fans pessimists? maybe its better to be like that. When we win its a bonus. When we lose, its only what we expected. I agree with Billy Read's comment about Wenger. He is a decent man, and was quite gracious, even if he is the enemy. I loved Peter's report from the front. Particularly Hal's wish that they would score so we could all go home! Isn't it typical of football. Giggs comes on, plays poorly enough, gives the ball away regularly. All of a sudden he decides to take on the best defence in football, - all four of them - on his own. What a goal! Similar situation to Whiteside in 85, - extra time, ten men, but then it wouldn't have been penalties, just a replay. I couldn't sleep with the excitement. And I can normally fall asleep standing up any time after 11. Must have been 2, and I woke again at six. the score was still 2-1! Should I take up drink? Therese asked me "Is this the only thing you really care about?". What a woman. Now for Sheffield Wednesday. The Cup isn't important. But, beating Arsenal is. Best wishes, Seamus
Peter saved us again with a penalty save in 93rd min! Click on Pete for more

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