Editorial

"The Theatre is living its dream. Madeira, Manchester, Madrid, Turin and Manchester again. Wreathed in Red. Restored to this great gallery of the game. A walking work of art. Vintage, beyond valuation, beyond forgery or imitation. Eighteen years since that trembling teenager of touch and tease, first tiptoed on to this storied stage. Now in his immaculate maturity, CR7, reunited."

These beautiful words by Peter Drury pretty much sums up my emotion right now. For someone who has always been a fan of everything poetic, Ronaldo's second debut for Manchester United has been nothing short of a mesmerising sonnet, one that will resonate within me for as long as I am alive. As a Manchester United fan, and as a fan of football, last Saturday's game against Newcastle in the Premier League is something I can never forget.

Ronaldo's brace, Fernandes scoring a screamer, and Lingard sealing the deal at the very end – what more could a fan want from his team? But at the end of the day, it was not the win that mattered. It was the moment that made everything feel so special. "Living in the moment" – I guess that's the right phrase for it.

– Faisal Bin Iqbal, Sub-Editor & Digital Coordinator, SHOUT

"The Theatre is living its dream. Madeira, Manchester, Madrid, Turin and Manchester again. Wreathed in Red. Restored to this great gallery of the game. A walking work of art. Vintage, beyond valuation, beyond forgery or imitation. Eighteen years since that trembling teenager of touch and tease, first tiptoed on to this storied stage. Now in his immaculate maturity, CR7, reunited."

These beautiful words by Peter Drury pretty much sums up my emotion right now. For someone who has always been a fan of everything poetic, Ronaldo's second debut for Manchester United has been nothing short of a mesmerising sonnet, one that will resonate within me for as long as I am alive. As a Manchester United fan, and as a fan of football, last Saturday's game against Newcastle in the Premier League is something I can never forget.

Ronaldo's brace, Fernandes scoring a screamer, and Lingard sealing the deal at the very end – what more could a fan want from his team? But at the end of the day, it was not the win that mattered. It was the moment that made everything feel so special. "Living in the moment" – I guess that's the right phrase for it.