Following on from GCB's most influential decade of being a Blade. This thread got me feeling all Bladey, Blade & got me thinking about those moments that gave me that warm fuzzy feeling of "thank god I'm a Blade".
Mine was the Cup semi against Hull. Separated by an entire division, we were huge under dogs. A crack pot team who were on the verge of relegation from England's 3rd division, bottom of the division after 10 games and well known short comings at Wembley. The turnaround shown that season was nothing short of a miracle. Before that game even kicked off, listening the the near 40,000 Unitedites belting out the GCB put a lump in my throat. It was a huge occasion. I'd never seen United score a goal at Wembley before that day... 19 minutes in, Jose Baxter steps up and fires United into the lead. Queue mass hysteria in the United end. Nearly 40,000 people lose their minds in the captial.
The game ultimately ended in defeat, but that didn't matter to me. My side went on to score 3 goals against a Premier League team. I'd been to watch United play in play off finals against Crystal Palace, Wolves, Burnley and Huddersfield and barely turn up in any of them. This was different. It was the first time I'd seen my team turn up in a big game and fucking take it to the opposition. We had no right to be in that game looking at the quality of the players on show, but my god they did me proud that day.