Giggs was a hero when I was a kid, cant believe he's a fucking wife-beater.
I remember as a kid we would watch the teletext waiting for a goal to pop up, crossing your fingers, trying to will something to happen... Irwin passes to Sharpe who beats his man and whips in a cross to McClair and so a goal should appear.... now! Well, maybe more like... now! Fuck this for a game of soldiers let's go and do something else... and that's if it didn't totally ruin your fantasies by maliciously reporting one at the other end.
An afternoon like that and we were visiting Dad's family in Manchester we were all kinda gathered round the telly staring at the Teletext - there wasn't much to do at Granny and Grandad's house - with United one nil down through most of the game and each of us is trying our various ways to magically influence the game (except dad who preferred rugby), but it's too late, it's the 90th minute now, in fact it's even past that - but then, just for once, wonder of wonders, the incredibly lifelike ceefax graphics flash and it's a goal for United by.... it seems to say Lion Gig has found a way to force the ball through a crowd of players and over the line from about one metre out and in the 96th minute or something. This is how I remember it anyway, but probably if you check it was the 63rd minute or something, my memory is terrible at all times and often enough it does turn out that the few things that I do specifically remember are totally wrong.
And yeah later on it's Match of the Day and the spelling is now corrected - Ryan Giggs. And I guess we watched him for another twenty years or so, a whole glittering career at United. And now he beats up women. Not the first time I seem to remember.