My dad is a big City fan, so you’d think that he’d have shoved them down my throat from an early age, but he left me to it to make up my own mind. Probably the best bit of parenting anyone could do really.
I can’t remember the exact time I decided that it was United that won my heart, because I don’t think there ever was one. All I can remember is that United were always my team and City never entered my head.
Even when my dad would stick the results on the telly or flick through the teletext to see if his team had won, I wouldn’t be interested – I’d just be looking for United.