OK, so he's only a footballer, and he hasn't died or anything, and to be honest, I didn't think it would have much of an effect on me. But Ole has been one of the most important figures in the revival of Manchester United's fortunes since the inception of the Premier League.
If nothing else, he will always be remembered by Red Devils fans for that goal, scored at the Camp Nou stadium in 1999 which (rather fortuitously, let's be honest) brought the European Cup back to Old Trafford.
I'm not an emotional person, but I did shed a tear that night. And I've got a lump in my throat knowing that never again will the 'baby-faced assassin' come on with 12 minutes to go and score four goals. OK, so it was against a relegation-bound Notts Forest, but still. Genius.
It's going to be difficult finding someone to fill the number 20 shirt. Thank you for the entertainment, Ole.
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Face of a choirboy.
That's him, right?
Ole Ole Ole!
That's him. He keeps it in a box under the bed.
I still dont understand.
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