OFFSIDE | Sir Alex Ferguson’s new book ‘Games of My Life’ is a cruel time machine for Man Utd fans

GAMES OF MY LIFE ALEX FERGUSON The golden age of television was littered with climactic moments when you suddenly knew that the series you were watching would forever be enshrined in posterity: when Walter “Heisenberg” White he says: “Say My Name”, or when Don Draper, while clinging to nostalgiatells a group of Kodak executives that their slide projector is a time machine. And for those who love dragons and incest, that climactic moment came when Rain Castamere — the Lannister song — suddenly began to play on the Twins, signaling what posterity would remember as the Red Wedding.This dinner was actually inspired by real history, namely the Black Supper of 1440 and the Massacre of Glencoe in 1692. Another bloody chapter in British history was the Wars of the Roses, the fratricidal struggle for the English throne. In the aforementioned wars, more thorny than rosy, the white rose represented Yorkshire while the red rose represented Lancashire. That color allegiance lives on today, with Yorkshire colors represented by Leeds United and across the Pennines Lancashire colors represented by Manchester United, who recently met in a Premier League game that could have used a few thorns.These days, the game of Premier League thrones is as important to Manchester United as it is to the Iron Throne of House Frey after Arya Stark spoke up, evidenced by Michael Carrick’s men extending their winless streak to six games against Leeds United, which really suggests that the Manchester United board should have taken someone’s suggestion and stuck with just one interim manager instead of replacing one. The same team that took more league points than any other club at Carrick last season have now had their worst start to a league season since 1986.So, with reality failing time and time again, this week’s offside takes a leaf out of Don Draper’s playbook and stirs up the nostalgia, which in this case is a trip down memory lane with Sir Alex Ferguson, or rather his new book: Games of my life.Sir Alex, like The Beatles, is one of the most written about entities in the world, so one wonders what fresh insight can be gained from a man who has been in the public eye for decades and whose every word and deed has been scrutinized.He has written many books but the format is a bit different this time, Sir Alex has selected 21 different games over 70 years and it’s a list so legendary that a magical night in Barcelona won’t do.He first lifted the cup as a 13-year-old at Govan High School, fell in love with the Beautiful Game after watching Real Madrid beat Eintracht Frankfurt 7-3 at Hampden Park in Glasgow, and a hat-trick for St Johnstone prevented him from taking a leaf from a popular Bollywood actor and emigrating to Canada to become an instrument maker.Some of the options are obvious, with his Aberdeen thrashing Hibernian 5-0 in the afternoon to break Scottish football’s Old Firm duopoly and claim the Scottish League title.

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Manchester United’s defeat of Liverpool in 1992 ensured Leeds were crowned league champions, and a 1-0 defeat by Crystal Palace in which Dion Dublin broke his leg left Sir Alex in need of a striker. He looked across the Pennines to sign the mercurial Frenchman who would change the fortunes of Manchester United and the Premier League.There are two games against Bolton that stand out for different reasons.The first is in 1995 when Sir Alex sold many of his top stars and replaced them with youngsters named Beckham, Scholes and Giggs, reaffirming his belief in youth. Then there’s the 2007 game against Bolton again, this time signaling the coming of age of Wayne Rooney and Cristiano Ronaldo.Others are more emotional, such as his first match at Old Trafford after suffering a brain haemorrhage that nearly killed him, leaving him temporarily unable to speak and fearing for his future, or the 2024 FA Cup final against Man City, when Kobbie Mainoo scored the winner in what remains Manchester United’s last trophy.Many matches go off on very deep tangents. After all, everyone knows Beckham, Giggs, Scholes, Neville and Butt, but few have heard how they were shaped by the trio of coaches: Eric Harrison, youth team coach, Nobby Stiles and Bryan Kidd, who helped mold these youngsters.Sir Alex himself was shaped by a similar upbringing in Govan, a working-class district of Glasgow where his father worked in the shipyards along the River Clyde. He credits his mother, Elizabeth, for giving him confidence and his father, Alexander, for instilling in him a relentless desire to succeed. The latter was a tough taskmaster who found fault even when his son scored a hat-trick. There were other influences, including Johnny Borland of the Boys’ Brigade and Mr Symington, his school coach, who demanded punctuality and discipline. Long before the famous blow-dry became part of football folklore, young Alex learned that talent without discipline will only get you so far.Perhaps the most interesting choice is the 1999 Champions League semi-final against Juventus, where Roy Keane produced what Sir Alex considers his greatest performance in a Manchester United shirt. Keane and Sir Alex are no longer on speaking terms after the former went full blast on Roy Keane during a MUTV broadcast, but the remarkable tribute, considering how acrimonious things ended between the two men, is a reminder that even the bitterest of personal differences cannot completely erase the memory of a footballing genius.Then there’s the final game of his managerial career, a laughable 5-5 draw against West Bromwich Albion. For a man who spent nearly three decades demanding discipline, organization and control, it was a hilariously messy way to sign off. Sir Alex managed 1,500 games for Manchester United, won 13 Premier League titles and conquered Europe twice, and his latest act was watching the team he built concede five goals to West Brom.

The Games of My Life by Alex Ferguson with Michael Moritz

There are also more subtle memories. In 2014, Sir Alex watched his son Darren lead Peterborough United to victory over Chesterfield in the Johnstone’s Paint Trophy final at Wembley. A man who has won virtually every major honor available to an English club has now watched his son win a competition that barely registers in the wider footballing consciousness. Still, it was among the 21 most important games of his life. Maybe there are some wins that mean a lot more when you’re watching from the stands.And then there’s Scotland’s victory over Israel in 2021, which finally resolved one of Sir Alex’s lingering regrets. Despite conquering English football, winning European trophies and being knighted, he was never officially awarded a Scotland cap. He actually represented his country on tour in 1967, but these appearances were not recognized as full internationals. It took 54 years for the Scottish FA to correct this anomaly and Sir Alex finally received his cap at Hampden Park in October 2021 aged 79.For a man who had won almost everything football had to offer, this little blue and gold cap remained a matter of immense Scottish pride. Fittingly, the winning goal that night came from Scott McTominay, another young footballer to emerge from Manchester United’s academy.Reading the book, one realizes that life’s most memorable moments rarely follow the hierarchy imposed by history books. The footballing world will always remember the Treble, the great rivalry and the amazing collection of silverware, but Sir Alex remembers the School Cup Final, his son’s win at Wembley and the Scotland cap that arrived more than half a century later. At times it’s clear that the man who shaped the discourse of modern football had a lot of sympathy for a fan who had no say in his team’s fortunes, something Sir Alex has also had to deal with in recent days.And perhaps that’s why the book is such an enjoyable read for Manchester United fans of a certain vintage, especially those of us who grew up believing that winning the Premier League was almost a constitutional right. One watched as the club lifted the trophies with the casual claim of hereditary monarch, blissfully unaware that the dynasty would one day end and the heirs would spend the next decade fighting over the furniture.

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Sadly, life is not Don Draper’s client and there is no return to the golden era.There is no time machine. There is no going back to, say, a pre-Covid world where generative AI didn’t screw anything up. Nostalgia is wonderful, but it comes with a sell-by date. Watching the highlights of the famous European nights and winners of the Fergie era, or reminiscing about what it was like to watch a bunch of youngsters dominate the Premier League, won’t change the present. United fans of my old joke that our adult life involves paying for the joys of magical nights associated with our childhood. Perhaps the mediocrity of adulthood is the price we pay for the joys of our childhood.A great French philosopher who played a little football once said, “When seagulls follow a trawler, it is because they think sardines will be thrown into the sea.” Today we’re trawler-watching seagulls sifting through the sardines of nostalgia because the truth is Sir Alex is now 84, most of his brood are annoying podcast voices, the Theater of Dreams is now the Theater of Predictable Disappointments and Manchester United can’t even string together enough wins for the content creator to get a haircut.