Paul Scholes hates the limelight. The man who Sir Bobby Charlton
says is his favourite player at Manchester United is old school;
home and family first, football and United a close second, the
celebrity game and pleasing people off the pitch absolutely
nowhere.
In his 17-year career, he has largely kept his own counsel, not
wanting, needing nor caring about the constant scrutiny directed at
David Beckham and Cristiano Ronaldo.
Scholes is the player who left the jubilant Champions League
celebrations in Moscow a year ago to sit by himself on the team
coach, claiming: ‘I wanted to go home, I didn’t want to hang
around.’
He is the man who sees no reason why he should not play football
and still lead an ordinary life. ‘I do enjoy a night out like other
lads, you know. I suppose I just get away with it,’ is his modest
explanation.
Scholes rarely gives interviews, but when he does it is always
worth listening. And as the most talented midfield player of his
generation prepares for Manchester United’s Champions League final
against Barcelona on Wednesday night, he seems almost relieved to
get a few things off his chest; concern about his recent form,
uncertainty over his future and pessimism about what his role will
be in Rome.
Just over 12 months ago, Scholes was the man who broke
Barcelona’s hearts in a tension-packed Champions League semi-final
at Old Trafford. On that night, he overshadowed both Cristiano
Ronaldo and Lionel Messi by scoring a magnificent winner, the only
goal of the two legs.
But instead of looking forward with unabridged enthusiasm to
Wednesday night’s ‘dream final’ between Europe’s two glamour clubs
in Rome, Scholes is reflecting on a season in which he has lost his
status as an automatic choice and has collected nearly as many red
cards (two) as he has goals (three)
‘Have I any ambitions left in the game? To get back in the team,’
says Scholes with a typical glimpse of black humour. ‘The manager
hasn’t said anything to me about playing in the final. My gut
instinct is that I probably won’t, I don’t think many people think
I’ll start after not playing in either of the semi-finals or
against City. But you never know, we’ll have to see.’
His philosophical outlook should fool no-one. Scholes is finding
that, at 34, the business of playing football is getting no easier.
The man who was a member of United’s golden generation of Beckham,
Gary Neville, Nicky Butt and Ryan Giggs – the team who won the FA
Youth Cup in 1992 – talks candidly about the frustration of finding
that on some days the body seems unwilling to drive him on.
‘I don’t seem to get forward, I know I don’t get forward, as
much as I used to,’ he says. ‘And I don’t have the goalscoring
chances that I used to, which is frustrating. It bothers me, of
course it does. You want to contribute as much as you can and there
is no bigger way than scoring goals.
‘Not playing every week is an adjustment you don’t like. You
train all week and you want to play games.
‘I think there is a time when you have to accept you won’t play
every week especially with the quality of midfielders we have. You
just have to make sure you are ready yourself when the manager
wants you to play. It is more a physical thing than a mental thing,
definitely. But some days the legs don’t seem to want to do what
the mind is telling them.’
Scholes has mixed Champions League memories. Along with Roy
Keane, he was suspended for the dramatic 1999 final against Bayern
Munich that United won 2-1 with two goals in the last minute.
‘That was difficult,’ he recalls. ‘You are happy because your
club have won, but it is not the same as playing yourself.’