Before departing for the Super Bowl, Roy Keane appeared at an event in Armagh in aid of former teammate Pat McGibbon's charity 'Train to be Smart', an organisation which aims to educate youngsters about the importance of sport.
In addition to the usual range of nostalgic questions and discussion about Ireland's chances in Euro 2016 ('we'll do well to win a corner!' was Roy's verdict) the divisive figure of Steven Gerrard cropped up.
The Liverpool Echo's stance on the event suggests that Keane's comments about Steven Gerard were emblematic of the grudging sniffiness with which he appears to have been regarded at Old Trafford.
In truth, Keane's comments were tame and mildly complimentary. He refused to go down the road of labelling him a 'great player' or a 'legend' but implied that this was just indicative of a generalised reticence to throw those terms about.
Keane was not asked directly whether he thought of Gerrard as a 'top, top player'.
He was a good player. I don't throw around these lines that everybody was a great player or a legend. That's all nonsense. He was a really good player and I think he would have done well at United. He won Liverpool a lot of big games. Good player Gerard. You can't take that away from him.
That's being taken as a dig at Gerrard but in reality, it's just Keane being Keane and in this case, you'd have to say he's 100% correct. That nonsense about whether Alex Ferguson viewed the Ireland assistant boss as a world class player proved just how turgid all that categorisation can be.
Who's a good player? Who's a great player? Who's world class?
For Keane to say that Gerrard would have done well at United is about as complimentary as he's going to get and that's a positive thing.
Aside from Gerrard, Keane also revisited the summer of 1993, when a jilted Kenny Dalglish wanted to have him hunted down.
I said to him I was going to Cyprus on holiday with a few mates and when I came back I was going to sign for United and he said he was going to find you.
Every bar in Ayia Napa I was looking over my shoulder expecting to see Kenny Dalglish.
Dalglish didn't show up of course but we still love the idea of Roy Keane hiding under a parasol expecting to see Dalglish kick sand in his face at any moment.
