In the throng that swamped Alejandro Garnacho, the only red shirt absent was Casemiro. The old warhorse, denied a breather by the flaky forwards, sunk to his knees in the centre circle. The moisture in his eyes could have been tears. The only crying for United's young Argentine are those of joy.
The Brazilian Casemiro will not mind if the season is soundtracked to "Argentina". Lisandro Martinez, colossal again, swapped his shirt with a United fan for an Argentina flag. There were at least three of them in the away end that the stewards struggled to contain the added-time celebrations.
Casemiro did it last month and Garnacho, the latest whippersnapper winger off the Carrington conveyor belt, has this month. Only his maiden Fergie-time strike was a winner. Garnacho's first-time prod past Bernd Leno was in front of the away-dayers he rushed towards to savour his first goal in the Premier League.
