Frank Sinatra’s ‘My Way’ sums up the attitude of our manager fairly well. If we were to polite, we’d call him headstrong, whilst he might also be called him bloody-minded and stubborn to the core.

I’ll say it clear. I’ll state my case, of which I’m certain. I’ve lived a life that’s full, I travelled each and every highway. And more, much more than this, I did it my way. Regrets, I’ve had a few, but then again, too few to mention. I did what I had to do and saw it through without exemption. I planned each charted course, each careful step along the byway. And more, much more than this, I did it my way. Yes, there were times, I’m sure you knew when I bit off more than I could chew, but through it all, when there was doubt, I ate it up and spit it out, I faced it all and I stood tall and did it my way. I’ve loved, I’ve laughed and cried, I’ve had my fill, my share of losing. And now, as tears subside, I find it all so amusing. To think I did all that and may I say, not in a shy way, oh, no, oh, no, not me, I did it my way. For what is a man, what has he got? If not himself, then he has naught. To say the things he truly feels and not the words of one who kneels. The record shows I took the blows and did it my way!

Ferguson has today revealed that he once had the opportunity to meet Sinatra, but a bad day at the office for United put him in a mood where he wasn’t fit for company!

“Well, you can’t beat Sinatra, can you? Ole’ Blue Eyes,” Ferguson said, when asked about his music tastes. “I was actually supposed to have dinner one night with him and we lost to Charlton, and I cancelled him at home. I wasn’t in the mood to meet anybody that night, so it was back in the bus.”