What a lucky kid.
Being Steve Bruce’s son, I didn’t have what anybody would call an average childhood. Of course, I didn’t really realise that at the time. Everything that happened to me and around me was just natural and was just part of the environment I was brought up in.
I was five or six when I first went to Wembley in 1990 and United beat Crystal Palace in the FA Cup final. At that stage, I was just starting to know what football is all about. To take in these huge matches, while going to watch my dad play in them, was just amazing.