I focused on the game but with five minutes to go, we led 3–0 and it hit me. I looked around Old Trafford thinking, This is it. I’m leaving. I had a lump in my throat, and said to myself, ‘Right, this really is it now. This is never again.’ Louise and Jacey were again mascots and they ran on at the end and joined me as I walked around with the other players, thanking the fans. It was the saddest lap of honour I’ve ever been on. Heading up the tunnel, I said to the stewards and security staff, people I’ve known for years, ‘That’s me finished now.’ ‘Thanks for what you’ve done, Michael,
