An Ode To The Knight...

The Red Knight is to rest his lance,
And like at the end of any romance,
When comes the time to say goodbye,
Only one question remains - why?

Your honors list, it is really long,
But, dwarfed by your tour de force:
You altered all that was wrong,
And steered United back on course.

Goliaths? You never knew them,
Nor could they haunt your squad,
It's fear that you did stem,
As you taught your teams to maraud.

Yet, none was bigger than the club,
No star could be the pivotal sun,
And United would be a winners' hub,
To be defined by more than what we won.

Resilience is what you imbued,
Renewing what was in United's DNA,
Excellence to be ever pursued,
'Die,' a Red Devil was never to say.

You've had your duels, stood feisty,
Bounced off the grimmest abyss,
Preened fledglings into a dynasty,
Shattered every nominal premise.

Well, I guess you've done it all,
And may justifiably want to retire,
The touchline tactical brawl,
A spice you no longer require.

But, we knew solely one dimension,
The only one of Fergie time!
And there can be no contention,
Your era was an evergreen prime.

Thank you, Sir Alex,
We will forever sing your name,
You'll never be just another ex,
She'll eternally miss you, 
                         will the beautiful game.