There was a slightly surreal interaction on North State Street in Chicago during Manchester United's pre-season tour. While walking back from a CVS pharmacy one evening, it soon became apparent I was gaining on a few United players out for an evening stroll.
Harry Maguire was the most conspicuous. Bruno Fernandes and Luke Shaw were in front of him. Suddenly, there was a whistle and someone left behind jogged past me to catch up with the group: Rasmus Hojlund.
Hojlund muttered something and then, awkwardly, Maguire started to slow down. He turned around.
"All right, mate."
"All right, mate."
Possibly the three most oft-used words during interactions between British males. That was the sum of my 'night out' with United players.
Reading between the lines, Hojlund had clocked me and ma