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of the defending team. And they knew it. Any flaw would widen into a crack. It didn’t always work.
   But when it did, you got the joy that came with a late conquest. It was always worth the gamble. It
   was rare for us to be hit on the break while we chased a game. We lost at Liverpool once when Luke
   Chadwick chased back and got sent off. Everyone else was in the box. Against us, teams would have

   so many players back defending that it would be hard for them break out.
      At half-time at Spurs we had looked buried. But as I said at the end of that season: ‘In a crisis
   you’re  better  just  calming  people  down.’  We  scored  five  times  to  win  the  game,  with  Verón  and
   David  Beckham  scoring  the  last  two.  Around  that  time,  however,  we  were  having  goalkeeping
   problems. In October, Fabien Barthez committed two howlers. We also lost 2–1 at home to Bolton
   and 3–1 at Liverpool, where Fabien came for a punch and missed. At Arsenal on 25 November, our
   French keeper passed straight to Thierry Henry, who scored, and then raced out for a ball that he

   failed to gather. Henry again: 3–1.
      December 2001 started no better, when we lost 3–0 at home to Chelsea, our fifth League defeat in
   14 games. Things improved from there. Ole Gunnar Solskjaer struck up a good relationship with Van
   Nistelrooy (Andy Cole was to leave for Blackburn in January), and we went top of the table early in
   the New Year of 2002. In the 2–1 win over Blackburn, Van Nistelrooy scored for the tenth time in a
   row, and by the end of January we were top of the League by four points.

      Then came my announcement, in February 2002. I would not be standing down after all.
      Once  the  retirement  issue  was  cleared  up,  our  form  picked  up  dramatically.  We  won  13  of  15
   games. I was desperate to make it to Glasgow for the 2002 Champions League final. I was so sure we
   would get there that I had scouted the hotels in the city. I tried to play it down but the urge to lead the
   team out at Hampden Park obsessed me.
      In the semi-final against Bayer Leverkusen, we had three shots cleared off the line in the second
   game and went out on away goals after drawing the tie 3–3 on aggregate. Michael Ballack and Oliver

   Neuville had scored at Old Trafford. Also in the Leverkusen side was a young Dimitar Berbatov,
   who was later to join us from Spurs.
      But  at  least  I  still  had  my  job.  On  New Year’s  Day,  for  my  birthday,  we  had  all  been  to  the
   Alderley Edge Hotel – the whole family. It was the first time for a while we had all been together.
   Mark,  who  was  usually  in  London,  was  there,  along  with  Darren,  Jason  and  Cathy.  All  the
   conspirators round a table.

      When the players heard the news I would be staying on after all, I braced myself for the barbed
   comments that would come my way. I couldn’t have made an announcement of that magnitude without
   paying a high price on the banter front.
      Ryan Giggs was the most skilful in his mockery. ‘Oh, no, I can’t believe this,’ Ryan said. ‘I’ve just
   signed a new contract.’
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