Absolutely stinking, the 1997-98 League Championship campaign which had promised so much went down the bog after this defeat. United never recovered and Arsenal went on to win the title. It also affected the European Cup campaign, Peter Schmeichel done his leg in, in the last minute going up for a corner and was forced to miss the next game against Monaco - which saw United go out on away goals. This also caused doubts, that without Eric Cantona, United wouldn't win the title again and that Wenger's Arsenal would now begin the domination of English football. Luckily such talk was all total bollocks.

A physically shattered United team came to Anfield needing a win to stop Leeds United from taking the title. As Liverpool led 2-0 with minutes to go their fans sung "You'll never win the League" and to be honest at that moment few could have argued with them. Six League titles, three FA Cup's and one European Cup later, the Scousers aren't singing now are they?

Losing to Southampton is bad enough in a League match but to lose to them in a Cup Final is as painful as having your arse burnt off. Not only that, but the crowning turd on the pie is that lowly Southampton were in the old Second Division at the time and that this victory is the only trophy they have ever bloody won.

Undoubtedly a great game for the so called "neutral fan" (whoever the hell they are?) but for United this was totally gutting. Having been 2-0 down United brilliantly fought back to draw level at 2-2 scoring twice with only 4 minutes to go. From the restart, Arsenal kicked off and practically went straight up the pitch and scored the bleeding winner through Alan "Giant perm" Sunderland. United had barely time to break wind before the final whistle was blown. In all, it was absolutely minging.

Quite possibly the worst FA Cup Final ever. United had no Cantona, Cole, Giggs, or Kanchelskis while Everton reached new unheard of levels of boring direness. Even the winning goal was a scrambled mess. This defeat meant United had lost their League title one week, then the Cup the next. More stinking than a turd on toast washed down with a barrel of monkey's piss.

Trailing 1-0 from the first leg in Dortmund, United missed chance after chance while the lucky Germans got a jammy early goal and sat back for 85 minutes defending like guards at Colditz. Eric Cantona was so depressed by it all he retired soon after. The Germans went on to win the cup beating Juventus 3-1 but I have to ask, where are Brussia Dortmund now eh? Did they build on their sucess? Did they fuck!!!

United were relegated to the Second Division on this arse-ridden day by a freakish Denis Law back-heeled goal that he meant as a joke. He was so emotionally scared at sending his beloved old team down he retired the next day. United would have went down anyway as they were reliant on other teams losing to keep them up, but this result was still one huge rodent-sandwich.

United fans and players were left stunned by this exit by the eventual winners. We thought our mighty Champions of Europe would sweep away Real and go on to retain the big silver pot but it didn't work out that way. United conceded a disasterous early own-goal from Roy Keane, then kamikaze attacking and expert  play on the counter-attack by the Spanish resulted at one point in an astonishing 3-0 lead for Real. United now needed 4 goals to go win and they did fight back bravely to give the score respectability, however it was still one big hamper of arse-sandwichs.