When Manchester United were at their peak under Sir Alex Ferguson, knocking Liverpool off their perch in the process, they were a side you loved to hate.
Littered with players you loathed, you’d respect the quality of a Roy Keane or a Paul Scholes but that didn’t mean you liked them.
Then there were the Gary Nevilles and Rio Ferdinands of this world - the individuals many Reds just couldn’t stand.
