If ever there was one player, anywhere in the world, that was made for Manchester United, it was Cantona. He swaggered in, stuck his chest out, raised his head and surveyed everything as though he was asking: 'I'm Cantona. How big are you? Are you big enough for me?'

David Beckham is Britain's finest striker of a football not because of God-given talent but because he practises with a relentless application that the vast majority of less gifted players wouldn't contemplate.

Evolution happens. There's no football team in the world that has stayed together for time ever more.

Everywhere I go the coaches all tell me that Scholsey is the player they admire. But if they think they'll get him they're wasting their time! Paul is a Manc lad pure and simple. He loves the club and there's no chance of him leaving here. If ever he decided to go there would be a stampede, but he won't be going, he's here for life.

They say it was Cesc Fabregas who threw the pizza at me but, to this day, I have no idea who the culprit was.

Keeping players happy is not easy and I think anyone with a big squad will tell you that.

But there is always that unpredictability about a derby match and that's what it was today.