Beckham.
I loved to see Kanchelskis wheeling away, making the sign of the cross after banging a goal in. However, David Beckham 1998/99 is one of the most special things I've ever seen.
We saw Becks come through. We saw him rise to every challenge. Physically, from other players e.g., Poborsky, then from d-kheads after the 98 World Cup. It really felt like he could've been a mate at school or a cousin or whatever. He lived our dreams. Yes this is all, fundamentally, sentimental guff. Still, football is pretty irrational.
Plus he was a brilliant, brilliant player. If we had Becks' delivery from outside in this team Ronaldo would be scoring tons of headers. Beckham only needed the slightest window to be able to whip perfect passes from right to left. He had stamina, he had work rate, he could shoot from range or from inside the box with vicious power.
And that 1999 year? Becks was a man on a mission. I never saw Kanchelskis play for Man Utd like that.
I loved Kanchelskis' raw speed. The way he could front up defenders and make them fall over themselves like fools. But man, David Beckham. If you never saw it you missed out.