Oh, what a night. More than an hour after full-time, Bruno Fernandes was lingering on the Old Trafford pitch as he watched his children play in the Stretford End penalty area.
All of Fernandes's teammates had left, the majority eschewing a chaotic and crammed mixed zone. Freshly showered and clad in a club tracksuit, Fernandes had savoured a vibrant evening with the stands full and now they were empty.
Fernandes will have felt anything but emptiness. There is something wondrous about stadia when the turnstiles are locked and the floodlights are on.
