I brought the players into a final huddle, the roar of the crowd a physical presence around us. I looked into their eyes, and I saw not fear, not nerves, but a burning, unshakeable belief. They were ready.
"Look at this," I said, my voice a low, intense growl.
"Look at this crowd. Listen to them. They are here for you. The whole world is watching you. But don't play for them. Don't play for the scouts. Don't play for the media. Play for each other. Play for the badge on your chest. Play for the boy standing next to you. We are five wins from five. We are two wins away from the UEFA Youth League. Two wins away from making history. Manchester United are a great club. A historic club. But they are just another team in our way. We are at home. This is our fortress. And nobody, nobody, comes into our house and beats us. Now go and show them who we are."
