#Blogtober Day7 Goals

Now what can I say about goals? For me when I think of goals I always thing back to 1999 when Manchester United scored two last minute goals to win the European Cup.

I was 14 years old and in year nine at school. I was so excited that my united had reached the final of such a historic competition.

When the day came I was so excited. Looking back now I feel so sorry for my friend's as it was all I went on about that day. I remember being on the sofa watching kick off.

The horror that struck in the sixth minute when Bayern Munich of Germany took the lead really upset me. It got to the stage where I couldn't watch so I went to my room. My mum was downstairs and my dad was in their room. 

As I watched the clock I decided to put the match on in my room, even if we were to get beat I still wanted to see my team collect there medals. Then United got a corner. We had everyone behind the ball, even our goalkeeper, Peter Schmeichael, came up! That confused the Bayern defence, suddenly the ball was in the net! Teddy Sherringham had equalised! I started screaming! We were heading for extra time, play kicked off and United were on fire! The players knew they had a chance! I still remember the words of the itv commentator "Giggs! Sherringham! And Solskjaer has won it!" 

With in minutes I can vaguely remember jumping on my parents bed and mum coming running up! We were all so happy! Seeing my team achieve their dream was amazing! I still go back onto YouTube now and watch the goals and show the boys.

So yes goals, two goals from SaS! Sherringham and Solskjaer! 

Munich Remembered 57 Years

One thing I try not to go on about is football. But yep I'm a football geek. When it comes to eleven men kicking a ball about for ninety minutes I'm the nerd who wants to watch.

I am a massive Manchester United fan and by massive I mean massive. When I was growing up my bed room was floor to ceeling Manchester United. James even has my old duvet cover on his bed. 

But today is an important day in the history of my club. 57 years ago at four minutes past three, seven of our young and talented players perished on the snowy runway in Munich. The eighth player to die - Duncan Edwards lost his life fifteen days later. The team had been returning from a European cup match against Red Star Belgrade when the plane had to stop to refuel.

2008 was the 50th anniversary of the disaster and at that time I was a student at Salford University and I was lucky enough to get some work experience with MUTV working on the documentary they were making to mark the disaster. I spent many hours in Manchester central library looking at old film of the newspapers in the days after the crash, the funerals of the players and the first game after.

My dad was only four when Munich happened yet as a fan he learned about it, he the. Passed it onto me. I remembered hearing about Munich from an early age. 

I aim as James grows up to teach him about the history of our great club.

Munich 1958 players numbered 1 9 5 & 8 were the only players to survive.