The day the tables turned

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Just doing a bit of reflection and a few years have gone by now. I know this has been done 1,000 times but did not know which thread to put this in:

Yaya's goal against the rags in the FA Cup semi felt like the pivotal moment for me. So much built up emotion and so much energy. It felt like everything after this moment was inevitable, all the way up to the Treble. Yaya also had an unbelievable way of making it look like he was playing with toddlers in the park.

 
Just doing a bit of reflection and a few years have gone by now. I know this has been done 1,000 times but did not know which thread to put this in:

Yaya's goal against the rags in the FA Cup semi felt like the pivotal moment for me. So much built up emotion and so much energy. It felt like everything after this moment was inevitable, all the way up to the Treble. Yaya also had an unbelievable way of making it look like he was playing with toddlers in the park.


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Just doing a bit of reflection and a few years have gone by now. I know this has been done 1,000 times but did not know which thread to put this in:

Yaya's goal against the rags in the FA Cup semi felt like the pivotal moment for me. So much built up emotion and so much energy. It felt like everything after this moment was inevitable, all the way up to the Treble. Yaya also had an unbelievable way of making it look like he was playing with toddlers in the park.


It felt like it at the time and it was.
 
The day Bobby Manc arrived was the beginning of it all for me. A manger turned fan and boy did he know what he was doing to the rags. He wound up pisscan like a bobin and loved every minute of it. The smile on his face in the 6-1 was amazing. The ultimate troll.
 
I remember being there and literally everyone on the coach on the way down thought we'd lose. We had zero belief. What a day though!

They also parked United and City coaches on the same car park so it was chaos afterwards
We'd been hammered at Anfield a few days before and I recall having a sick feeling in my stomach on the way down to Wembley for the Semi. I feared the worst, and on telly with the whole world watching. Our coach too was rather subdued . What a day though, and the trip back was something else. It took me a few days to come down from that 'high'.
A day to remember and I agree that everything changed after that. No doubt about it IMHO.
 
The day Bobby Manc arrived was the beginning of it all for me. A manger turned fan and boy did he know what he was doing to the rags. He wound up pisscan like a bobin and loved every minute of it. The smile on his face in the 6-1 was amazing. The ultimate troll.
As much as we love Pep, Mancini will always be the man, came in and said i will rip that shitty banner down and did it in spectacular fashion

 
The day Bobby Manc arrived was the beginning of it all for me. A manger turned fan and boy did he know what he was doing to the rags. He wound up pisscan like a bobin and loved every minute of it. The smile on his face in the 6-1 was amazing. The ultimate troll.
If it wasn't for Bobby Manc we would have had Robinho and Stephen Ireland playing in that semi final. (If we made it that far.)
 
The Balotelli wink enraging Ferdinand immediately after the match was the cherry on the cake, suggesting that the rags knew that we were on our way to being unstoppable.
An open wound that still festers inside and outside with Ferdinand. We are like an abcess that will never heal for him or their supporters.
What a fecking shame:-)
 
Was a corporate guest that day, and even though we were in the City end, a couple of the party were United fans. One of them I knew of previously. I’ll never forgot when Scholes was sent off and I looked round to clock them 30 seconds later, and both cunts had gone!

I’m not in contact with the one I knew of, but I know others who are and according to all of them he’s become a right bitter **** when it comes to City.

Their pain truly is a thing of beauty.
 
The moment we let one rip across their starboard bow n tore em a new one. sending em spiralling out of control n basically rudderless ever since, despite all the numerous clowns who tried to regain the helm

...whilst we sailed off into the sun with treasures galore n more.

The turning of the tide :-)
 

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