Can imagine. Wish I was there.
Munich - 60 years remembrance thread
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The Munich tragedy is a part of the legend of our beloved club which is remarkable since most of us werent even born at that time yet it is ingrained in every United fan.
RIP.
RIP.
R.I.P.
An absolute tragedy beyond football but what makes Utd such a unique club is the story of this tragedy and what happened ten years later at Wembley with Busby and Charlton.
One can only imagine the outpouring of pure raw emotion that night,WOW!!
One can only imagine the outpouring of pure raw emotion that night,WOW!!
RIP.
No words and don't really know what to say.
It's got it's own thread on RAWK .
R.I.P .
https://www.redandwhitekop.com/forum/index.php?topic=286369.0
It's got it's own thread on RAWK .
R.I.P .
https://www.redandwhitekop.com/forum/index.php?topic=286369.0
Rest in peace..
Počivali u miru..
What a tragedy and what a story. Busby babes were ready to take over the Europe.. and after that kind of terrible loss Busby had rebuilt the club and lead it to European glory.
Počivali u miru..
What a tragedy and what a story. Busby babes were ready to take over the Europe.. and after that kind of terrible loss Busby had rebuilt the club and lead it to European glory.
R.I.P. to those that have lost their lives in that terrible tragedy, they will never be forgotten .
Today I've seen an article in my local newspapers, it was about the greatness and the immense potential of the Busby Babes. One of the people that gave their respect and remembrance was one Dragoslav Šekularac, my country's football legend and former Red Star Belgrade (for those who don't know the team UTD played against and was returning from away game).
He was remembering the game itself, praised young but amazing UTD team, their skill, talent and friendship and than he spoke about his personal sense of guilt that still wakes him at night to this day.
I gonna try and translate that particular part.
Today I've seen an article in my local newspapers, it was about the greatness and the immense potential of the Busby Babes. One of the people that gave their respect and remembrance was one Dragoslav Šekularac, my country's football legend and former Red Star Belgrade (for those who don't know the team UTD played against and was returning from away game).
He was remembering the game itself, praised young but amazing UTD team, their skill, talent and friendship and than he spoke about his personal sense of guilt that still wakes him at night to this day.
I gonna try and translate that particular part.
Very touching ceremony at OT.
RIP.
RIP.
Never forget.
I even had a few Scousepool supporters on fb post a tribute today.
I even had a few Scousepool supporters on fb post a tribute today.
Jesus. What's life, how one goal could have made a huge difference..
Yeah…
RIP.
RIP Busby Babes.
United would still have traveled back to Manchester, there was no chance of them rearranging the Saturday fixture in the league. Shame he's had this guilt all these years, it must have been terrible.
The snow during the service, was beautifully eerie 
RIP.....Lest we forget....
Torino Fc always remember in their twitter official account.
Well Torino experienced pretty much the same thing, so they can relate better than most.
RIP. Gone but will never be forgotten.
One name, Duncan Edwards, what could have been.
One name, Duncan Edwards, what could have been.
Forgive my ignorance, but what was said about him? As he didn't arrive at United until 7 months after the disaster, I thought it incongruous to see his name listed next to a survivor who pulled people from the wreckage as a fellow hero.
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Twas the night before Christmas, Old Trafford was bare.
The staff all gone home, there was nobody there.
The lights cast a shadow, a soft glimmer which
lit up the soft green grass on the pitch.
Just as the clock gave out its twelfth chime
An old man appeared, as if frozen in time.
He gazed at the tunnel, then broke out in voice
"ITS TIME TO BEGIN. let's HAVE YOU MY BOYS"
Out from the tunnel appeared a lone figure
Same as in life, only infinitely bigger
The old man called out as he slowly drew near
"good evening Duncan, are the rest of you here"
The figure broke out in wide open smile
"Good Evening Sir Matt, it has been a long while
The rest are all coming, they'll be here soon, "
As seven more shadows were cast by the moon.
Whelan and Bent, Pegg, Taylor and Byrne,
Jones, and Colman, they came out in turn.
He greeted each one, just by calling their name
then proudly announced "do you fancy a game"
They took to the pitch, and the still night was broken
By leather on leather, not one word was spoken
They played once again, like they did long before
And imagined the sound of the Old Trafford roar
Edwards called out "come on lads let's pretend
That we've just scored a goal at the old Stretford End"
As they ran to the edge of the pitch by the goal
There in the stands sat a solitary soul.
His eyes were all puffy, his cheeks wet with tears
As his mind wandered back to those wonderful years
"come down and join us" they cried all as one
"yes come down and join them" said Matt "go on son"
The lonely man stood and with much pain he said
"I'm afraid I can't play with you, you are all dead.
You are all ghosts, and I am alive
That was the price that I paid to survive"
My role was to go on, inspire the team
And finally realise Matt Busbys dream
To tell of your greatness, and as I get older
To burden the weight of your life on my shoulders. "
The ghost of Sir Matt then raised up his head
Giving out a loud groan, he finally said
"Bobby, You survived, that much is true
But we wouldn't be here if it were not for you
For you are the one who has kept us alive
That was the reason you had to survive
If you were with us, all we have would be gone
And the game that we play could no longer go on
If you can't understand why it happened this way
Then come here and watch when United play
They sing about us, they remember us all
We live and we breathe with each kick of the ball
The legends that live here, Robson and Best,
Cantona, Law, Giggs, Scholes and the rest
They are us, we are them, we are all here as one
And that is the reason United goes on
So come down and join us, we're begging you do
You are still one of us, and we're still one of you"
And then Bobbys face rose and he gave them a smile
And he said "I would love to come play for a while"
They played and they played, as they did in the past
Only not quite as skillful, and not quite as fast
And when it was over, and when it was done
They'd defeated Benfica by four goals to one.
Then Sir Matt said "lads, its been fun you know
But It's now Christmas day, and we really must go"
They walked to the front of the stadium and turned
And Sir Bobby said "there is something I've learned"
"You did not die, on that February night
You're still here with us, as you're with me tonight
And you'll live on forever as long as we play
As the ghosts disappeared down Sir Matt Busby way.
The staff all gone home, there was nobody there.
The lights cast a shadow, a soft glimmer which
lit up the soft green grass on the pitch.
Just as the clock gave out its twelfth chime
An old man appeared, as if frozen in time.
He gazed at the tunnel, then broke out in voice
"ITS TIME TO BEGIN. let's HAVE YOU MY BOYS"
Out from the tunnel appeared a lone figure
Same as in life, only infinitely bigger
The old man called out as he slowly drew near
"good evening Duncan, are the rest of you here"
The figure broke out in wide open smile
"Good Evening Sir Matt, it has been a long while
The rest are all coming, they'll be here soon, "
As seven more shadows were cast by the moon.
Whelan and Bent, Pegg, Taylor and Byrne,
Jones, and Colman, they came out in turn.
He greeted each one, just by calling their name
then proudly announced "do you fancy a game"
They took to the pitch, and the still night was broken
By leather on leather, not one word was spoken
They played once again, like they did long before
And imagined the sound of the Old Trafford roar
Edwards called out "come on lads let's pretend
That we've just scored a goal at the old Stretford End"
As they ran to the edge of the pitch by the goal
There in the stands sat a solitary soul.
His eyes were all puffy, his cheeks wet with tears
As his mind wandered back to those wonderful years
"come down and join us" they cried all as one
"yes come down and join them" said Matt "go on son"
The lonely man stood and with much pain he said
"I'm afraid I can't play with you, you are all dead.
You are all ghosts, and I am alive
That was the price that I paid to survive"
My role was to go on, inspire the team
And finally realise Matt Busbys dream
To tell of your greatness, and as I get older
To burden the weight of your life on my shoulders. "
The ghost of Sir Matt then raised up his head
Giving out a loud groan, he finally said
"Bobby, You survived, that much is true
But we wouldn't be here if it were not for you
For you are the one who has kept us alive
That was the reason you had to survive
If you were with us, all we have would be gone
And the game that we play could no longer go on
If you can't understand why it happened this way
Then come here and watch when United play
They sing about us, they remember us all
We live and we breathe with each kick of the ball
The legends that live here, Robson and Best,
Cantona, Law, Giggs, Scholes and the rest
They are us, we are them, we are all here as one
And that is the reason United goes on
So come down and join us, we're begging you do
You are still one of us, and we're still one of you"
And then Bobbys face rose and he gave them a smile
And he said "I would love to come play for a while"
They played and they played, as they did in the past
Only not quite as skillful, and not quite as fast
And when it was over, and when it was done
They'd defeated Benfica by four goals to one.
Then Sir Matt said "lads, its been fun you know
But It's now Christmas day, and we really must go"
They walked to the front of the stadium and turned
And Sir Bobby said "there is something I've learned"
"You did not die, on that February night
You're still here with us, as you're with me tonight
And you'll live on forever as long as we play
As the ghosts disappeared down Sir Matt Busby way.
Does anyone have a video of the events at Old Trafford? Really wish I was there . Thanks
It's repeated on MUTV tonight and it will be going up on the United website.
Some photos are on there now: http://www.manutd.com/en/MatchTrack...ure-blogs/Munich-60-years-on-blog-060218.aspx
Munich today:
The story of the tragedy is deeply sad and yet incredibly captivating. In many ways, it defines Manchester United and puts football within life's context.
Keeping it fresh in the memories of generations of football fans all around the world decades after the tragedy, is perhaps, one of the club's greatest accomplishments.
Keeping it fresh in the memories of generations of football fans all around the world decades after the tragedy, is perhaps, one of the club's greatest accomplishments.
For those who haven't seen it, the film "United" is now on True movies. Freeview channel 62.
Beautiful. R.I.P the Busby Babes.
Gone but not forgotten.
Munich disaster air stewardess reveals incredible heroism of Busby Babes survivors in aftermath of the horror
https://www.mirror.co.uk/sport/football/news/munich-disaster-air-stewardess-reveals-11891431
https://www.mirror.co.uk/sport/football/news/munich-disaster-air-stewardess-reveals-11891431
I'm seriously thinking about fecking about with some of the ebay auctions for Munich remembrance gear. Scumbags.
May they rest in peace. Wonderful tribute by the club.
Wish i could have been there today but work commitments made me miss it.
Were the whole squad there? Just watched the report on I TV News, so, so sad
Were the whole squad there? Just watched the report on I TV News, so, so sad
Goalkeeper Harry Gregg is the only one alive from the Busby babes along with Sir Bobby. Was at the ceremony today.
He pulled out from the burning plane a baby, her pregnant mother, but after that also dragged Sir Bobby and Dennis Viollet out. Called "The Hero of Munich" he downplayed it always and said that he would just like to be remembered as a footballer.
Here is one of the rare interviews with him about the crash.
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/sport/football/2291113/Harry-Gregg-Remember-me-as-a-footballer.html
I had never really heard about him and Munich. What a fecking hero.
Surprised he was never made a Sir after that.