Well anyways, the story continues.. :D
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Old Trafford is one of the many significant places that I had managed to step foot on in this trip.
As I roughly can predict who my readers are, and as I know, most are mostly non-footballholics, thus Q of the Day:
As I roughly can predict who my readers are, and as I know, most are mostly non-footballholics, thus Q of the Day:
What is Old Trafford?
Hahaha.. Well, simple simple. Maybe a potential must-know general knowledge.
Its the legendary home ground of Manchester United.
Ohh no.. Don't you dare go "Huh? What's Manchester United?"
You're officially not an Earthling if that's the case!
Hahaha.. Well, simple simple. Maybe a potential must-know general knowledge.
Its the legendary home ground of Manchester United.
Ohh no.. Don't you dare go "Huh? What's Manchester United?"
You're officially not an Earthling if that's the case!
My initial plans when I was still at Trafford Centre, was to go back, have dinner and possibly have a very short nap, in order to put me in the mood to enjoy the match. However, all these failed to happen. Why? Its coz of the stupid bus system they had at that Centre. We managed to hop on a bus at around 4+ pm at that time, if I ain't wrong. The match starts at around 7.45 - 8 pm. I thought "ahh.. Ample time".
Well, what happened was the bus brought us to a bus hub which was just behind the Centre. It was a service change or something. We had to wait for another bus to pick us up. Thus, we waited..
And waited..
And waited..
..
15 mins passed... No signs..
And heck the weather that time was crazily cold somemore! Somehow time passed so damn slow!
Eventually after around 45 mins, the other bus came. WALAO! That certainly dampened my mood. Not only was the weather cold, I was also tired, hungry and was resisting to go to the loo ( as I was in front of the queue during the wait). If I were to miss this bus, and if the next bus took that long to arrive, I'd risk missing out on the match! HELL NO! The bus brought us to a tram stop where we'd use the tram to head home. However, due that damn bus, it'd be a risk to go back home already. It was already 6+ at that time. Thus, after another 15 mins wait in the cold, then only a tram came about and brought us directly to Old Trafford. I remembering not being in the most joyous of mood at that moment. Seems like the public transport system had a problem with me that evening.
I remember hordes and hordes of people all around the streets leading to the stadium. There were police everywhere, even police on horses (which is a very common police 'transport' here). I guess horses are used coz, sitting on a horse allows you to see everything. Second, horses can vary in speed. Hahaha..
Well, what happened was the bus brought us to a bus hub which was just behind the Centre. It was a service change or something. We had to wait for another bus to pick us up. Thus, we waited..
And waited..
And waited..
..
15 mins passed... No signs..
And heck the weather that time was crazily cold somemore! Somehow time passed so damn slow!
Eventually after around 45 mins, the other bus came. WALAO! That certainly dampened my mood. Not only was the weather cold, I was also tired, hungry and was resisting to go to the loo ( as I was in front of the queue during the wait). If I were to miss this bus, and if the next bus took that long to arrive, I'd risk missing out on the match! HELL NO! The bus brought us to a tram stop where we'd use the tram to head home. However, due that damn bus, it'd be a risk to go back home already. It was already 6+ at that time. Thus, after another 15 mins wait in the cold, then only a tram came about and brought us directly to Old Trafford. I remembering not being in the most joyous of mood at that moment. Seems like the public transport system had a problem with me that evening.
I remember hordes and hordes of people all around the streets leading to the stadium. There were police everywhere, even police on horses (which is a very common police 'transport' here). I guess horses are used coz, sitting on a horse allows you to see everything. Second, horses can vary in speed. Hahaha..
selling merchandise, food, drinks and whatnot.
We could actually already hear the singing from inside the stadium from the outside already! OO.. Excitement!
I remember seeing just tons of people squeezing emselves in that store during that time.
After finishing my hot dog bun, its time!
Masuk stadium!
I was standing, I thought it a sunny day!
The source: Kuszack(however you spell it), the reserve keeper came out for warmup.
Not long later, the real deal, Mr Van Der Sar came out.
Then the loudest of the roars..
After doing their rounds, the players went back in. Then everyone waited..
Suddenly, the music came on, and this deafening roar engulfed the whole stadium.
Everyone was up from their seats.
Its coz the players were coming out from their tunnels!!
They then did all their regular pre-match rituals, applauded the crowd before running off to their halve (referring to Man Utd), as shown below.
Suddenly, the music came on, and this deafening roar engulfed the whole stadium.
Everyone was up from their seats.
Its coz the players were coming out from their tunnels!!
They then did all their regular pre-match rituals, applauded the crowd before running off to their halve (referring to Man Utd), as shown below.
It was certainly one hell of an experience. No wonder people call it the "Theatre of Dreams". The fans were really really passionate. They were literally singing the club's songs throughout the whole match. Everytime the ball got into the opponent's half, we had to rise from our seats. Everyone was doing it. Thus, I had no choice but to follow suit. But time after time, it was disappointment as Man Utd just couldn't score!! Hahahaha..
The stadium was close to full house that day. It was announced that around 76 K people were in for the match. WOW. I was certainly sandwiched in my seat. There was this super huge guy (like 3x of Chee Huat) sitting next to me. I had to be seated with my body aligned to about 45 degrees relative to the back of the chair for most of the match! Hahaha.. You call that the best seats in the house? Heh..
Somehow, Man Utd wasn't on top form that night. I was hoping to see some Ronaldo magic or maybe a rampant United, however, that wasn't the case.
The stadium was close to full house that day. It was announced that around 76 K people were in for the match. WOW. I was certainly sandwiched in my seat. There was this super huge guy (like 3x of Chee Huat) sitting next to me. I had to be seated with my body aligned to about 45 degrees relative to the back of the chair for most of the match! Hahaha.. You call that the best seats in the house? Heh..
Somehow, Man Utd wasn't on top form that night. I was hoping to see some Ronaldo magic or maybe a rampant United, however, that wasn't the case.
It stayed like that for most part of the game..
I thought my first trip to Old Trafford would be marked as a disappointing 0 - 0 game??? No no.. I was praying that at least one of the teams would score.. I wanna feel what it'll be like after a goal.
Then at last it came, as usual, ball in half, standup..Suddenly, another deafening eruption in the stadium from the crowd. Everyone was jumping up and down, doing high-5s to their stranger neighbours. It was stranger no-more when you're in Old Trafford. I felt like I was a part of a unit, a part of this family. Ur neighbours are now ur brothers. Hahaha..
Then at last it came, as usual, ball in half, standup..Suddenly, another deafening eruption in the stadium from the crowd. Everyone was jumping up and down, doing high-5s to their stranger neighbours. It was stranger no-more when you're in Old Trafford. I felt like I was a part of a unit, a part of this family. Ur neighbours are now ur brothers. Hahaha..
The crowd was even more energetic after this goal. Their singing got even more louder this time. Hahaha.. What joy for the fans. The atmosphere in the stadium was just awesome. The Ibrox one just seems so mediocre when compared to this one.
There weren't any rocket shots from Scholes during his time in the game thou, but he did launched a few of his trademark ridiculously beautiful passes during that time. Wow..
Besides em 2, Gary Neville also did come on. Wow. Another legend. He did his trademark run to the byline and cross too. Man Utd fans should know what Im talking about.
Our Asian pride, Ji Sung certainly caught my eye that night. He's one hell of a hardworking player. He should have had a goal that night. He missed from about 6 yards out. What came after surprised me. The fans were singing along the lines "Park .. Park.. What the f*ck are you doing?". I thought that was extremely harsh!
On another note, the defenders, Vidic and Rafael were awesome too. The way they attack the ball using their heads is NUTS. They damn sure have lots of guts.
Besides em 2, Gary Neville also did come on. Wow. Another legend. He did his trademark run to the byline and cross too. Man Utd fans should know what Im talking about.
Our Asian pride, Ji Sung certainly caught my eye that night. He's one hell of a hardworking player. He should have had a goal that night. He missed from about 6 yards out. What came after surprised me. The fans were singing along the lines "Park .. Park.. What the f*ck are you doing?". I thought that was extremely harsh!
On another note, the defenders, Vidic and Rafael were awesome too. The way they attack the ball using their heads is NUTS. They damn sure have lots of guts.
This was taken just abt 15 mins after the game ended!
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Views of the inside of the empty stadium the morning after.
We walked along the tunnel, and entered the stadium once again. This time we're entering the way the players do. I was expecting maybe a glamorous looking door, somewhere along the Munich Tunnel. But wrong, the entry point was only a very unassuming conventional looking door! Surprise surprise!
If you look properly in this pic, there are 2 of em with crowns.
Those were only on the portraits of Cantona and Keane.
I don't remember why either.
Was told by the guide that the jerseys were arranged according to how the players usually sit!
The jerseys were only mere replicas thou, not the actual ones worn by the players.
where the players' lineup before heading to the field.