Weknewtherewasn’ta lotbetwen
Bayernand us.Wehad drawn th
themtwiceandtheyhad alreadywonhe
leagueandcupinGermany,sotheywre
playingfor thetrebleaswell.
Wehad ourmostinfluentialplayer
missinginRoy Keane.Wehadso many
fantasticplayers,butwithoutKeanewe
weren’tthesame.Hewasourleaderan
drivingforce,asheshowedagainstJuvents
inthe semi-final.Weknew we hadto
beontopof ourgameforthefinal.
Bayernstarted fantastically.Theywent
1-0 up andcould have gonetwo,three
orevenfourup;theyhitthebar, thepost,
andPeterSchmeichelmadesomegreat
saves.But whenthegamestaysat1-0,
youalwayshavea chance.
Itwas a strangedressingroomat half-
time–there wasn’tmuchsaid.Wehad
dominantplayers,buttheyweren’tvocal:
JaapStamandRonnyJohnsenwerebig
anddominant at centre-halfbutnotvocal;
DenisIrwinwasever-presentbut quiet;
DavidBeckhamandRyanGiggsweren’t
vocal;GaryNevillealwayshad somethingto
saybuthewasn’tdominant thenbecause
hehadsenior playersabovehim.
Buttherewasaninnerbelief.You looked
aroundandthought: “I knowhe’sgoingto
fightuntilthebitterendtomakesure
we’ve gota chanceofwinning this game.”
Athalf-time,SirAlexcametome
andsaid:“Ifwe’restilllosing1-0 after 15
minutes,you’regoing on.” So I satthere
thinking:“Pleasedon’tscore.”
I wantedto be partof thegame.I didn’t
wantmyteamtowinwithoutme doing
anything– I won’tdenythat.Thenin
thefinaltenminuteswecamealive.
WhenBeckstookthatfirstcorner,itwas
getting desperate becauseSchmeichel
hadcomeup.Becksplayedtheball to the
farpost.DwightYorketriedto helptheball
backin.StefanEffenbergtriedtoclearit
anditwenttothe edgeofthe box. I saw
itfalltoGiggsyonhis rightfootandI’m
thinking:“Thiscouldgoanywhere.”
Hescuffed hisvolleyanditcame
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bobblingtowardsme.I triedto hititas
hardasI canand scuffedit offmyankle
pastthegoalkeeper, andinto thegoal.
I knew I wasonside butasI turnedaway
tocelebrateIhadtolookovermy shoulder
tomake sure thelinesmanhadn’tput his
flagup.I sawhimwithhishandsdownand
wentoffto celebratein frontofthefans
- they were going absolutelynuts.It was
like: “Right,thisisgoingto extra-time.”
Twentysecondslater,wehadanother
corner. Thecrowdaregoingnutsnow
becausetheyknowwe’rein thefinal
secondsandwe’vegotanother chance.
Becksgoesacrosstotakeit,andnow
I’mfeeling tenfeettall. I’mthinking: “Put
thatballwhereveryouwant– I’mgoing
toheadit, I’mgoingtoscore.”
Asheputtheball in Igotacrossmy
manand rose up to headitinthenear
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The1 999 ChampionsLeaguefinalwasonef themostdramatic
ofalltime– andTeddy Sheringhamwasrihtatthe heartofit.
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another as ManchesterUnited sealedanhistorictreble...
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post, butinstinctively IknewI wasupa bi
too early. People that understand foot ll
willknow: in that splitsecondyou c nge
yourmind. Irealisedthatifhea t for
goal, it’s goingtogooverthear, so all
I candoisheaditintoa reaat thefar
postand hope one mymatesis there.
AsI flick tothe farpost, I couldjust
e puttingit into theroofofthe net.
Everyonejustexploded. TheBayern
endwentcompletelydead;theirplayers
werelyingon thefloor– they just
couldn’tbelieve what hadhappened.
Howdo youexplainit?It’s likeRoyof the
Roversstuff – thesethingsdon’thappen.
Itmust have been twominutesof
celebrationsbeforewewalkedback;
20 secondslater, thefinalwhistlewent.
Itwas pure ecstasy. Some peopleask:
“Isscoringagoalbetter thansex?”
I thinkthatnightitwas.
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thetrophywith
DavidBeckham
SirAlexsaidtome:“Ifwe’re
stilllosing1-0after 15 minutes,
you’regoingon.”So I satthere
thinking:“Pleasedon’tscore”
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