To the striker I always wanted my team to have, the man that scored that hat-trick past Southampton, those winners against City and Chelsea, that third strike against Villa, Title 20 and - best of all - the player who made his former team of losers give him a guard of honour...
Sunday, July 12
Saturday, May 16
Top 4 secured. What a respectful tribute. And that sun? Don't worry, it's coming. :-)
Monday, December 1
1. Bombay Bicycle Club 'So Long, See You Tomorrow'
2. Alt-J 'This Is All Yours'
3. Jamie T 'Carry On the Grudge'
4. Coldplay 'Ghost Stories'
5. Lonely the Brave 'The Day's War'
6. Interpol 'El Pintor'
7. Ben Howard 'I Forget Where We Are'
8. Nick Mulvey 'First Mind'
9. The Orwells 'Disgraceland'
10. TV On The Radio 'Seeds'
11. Banks 'Goddess'
12. Matthew And The Atlas 'Other Rivers'
13. Jungle 'Jungle'
14. James Vincent McMorrow 'Post Tropical'
15. Karen O 'Crush Songs'
16. Damon Albarn 'Everyday Robots'
17. La Roux 'Trouble in Paradise'
18. Thom Yorke 'Tomorrow's Modern Boxes'
19. Kasabian '48:13'
20. Sam Smith 'In The Lonely Hour'
21. The Black Keys 'Turn Blue'
22. Wild Beasts 'Present Tense'
23. Lana Del Rey 'Ultraviolence'
24. Elbow 'The Take Off and Landing of Everything'
25. Beck 'Morning Phase'
26. Broken Bells 'After the Disco'
27. Manchester Orchestra 'COPE'
28. Metronomy 'Love Letters'
29. Damien Rice 'My Favourite Faded Fantasy'
30. Gerard Way 'Hesitant Alien'
Sunday, September 14
The first thing I did the morning we signed Falcao was, like every morning, check my Twitter timeline. I scrolled up from sudden reports we were being linked to him, to confirmation we agreed a fee.
I was excited, of course. Didn't expect it... But, if I'm being honest, I also had this strange feeling underneath my delight. 'This doesn't feel like United, we're signing all these world-class players.'
It was a new feeling; one I'd never experienced in my 23 years as a fan. I was so delighted so many of my most-hated list were off elsewhere, especially Cleverley and Welbeck.
But I didn't expect both Di Maria and Falcao to join. I don't ever remember us buying so much talent in one window.
I like it. It's how we should be reacting to finishing 7th, no question.
But at the same time, suddenly we're joining the same dining table as City and Chelsea, and spending our arses off to compete. We're still unique in that we weren't pushed to create history through oil money, but we are attracting mercenary stars to go the distance.
We also have a foreign manager now, for the first time in history. I really like LVG; it'll just take time to get used to someone not British in charge.
But all of this mess had to happen.
We had to finish 7th, as one last tribute to the Greatest Manager Ever. We had to sack the man he hired. We had to rid the deadwood. And we had to dig deep into our pockets in order to get back on track.
It's time for a new Manchester United and a new identity.
I don't know if this one will blood homegrown youth as much, play fast and attacking football, or score late winners with a never-say-die attitude.
But I do know Ferguson will still be in the stands, Charlton next to him, and Giggs will be on the touchline.
And I do know that it wants to win trophies. That's something I've only ever known my United to do.
Now let's bring the fucking sun. :-)