Sir Alex Ferguson read riot act to Ryan Giggs and Lee Sharpe over evening plans

Lee Sharpe has recalled how Sir Alex Ferguson stormed over to his house and gave him and Ryan Giggs a grilling.

The pair had been promoted to the Manchester United first-team as teenagers but the Scot kept a close eye on them.

They were prepping for a midweek night out that hadn't been given the green light by the manager.

And Ferguson ended up turning up at Sharpe's house before laying into him and Giggs.

"That was Giggs getting me into trouble again, he always got me into trouble," Sharpe told UTD Podcast.

"I’ve bought a new build house in Altrincham, Giggy’s still living at home with his mum, there’s a few apprentices, Giggsy rings me up, 'Oh, we’ll go out in Stockport, it’s Thursday night, we don’t play till Sunday, we’re fine'.

"I was like, 'Yeah, yeah, come down’. So about 10 o clock, the manager knocks on the door we’re thinking it’s a taxi driver. Giggsy’s mate answers the door with the only two bottles of beer I’ve got left in the house from the weekend before.

"And one of the lads runs upstairs to me and says, 'You’ll never guess what, the manager’s downstairs'. I’m like, 'No he’s not, no he’s not'.

"So, I’m putting the final touches on my barnet, so I peer over the stairs, manager’s got the face on with bits of froth at the corners of his mouth, 'Get these out the house I want a word with you and Giggs, get in that living room'.

"So he’s getting everybody out the door, kicking them up the backside, smacking them round the back of the head, absolutely ripped into me and Giggsy. 'You’re finished at this club, you can’t head it, you can’t pass it, you can’t run, letting your team-mates down, letting your mum and dad down, letting your family down'.

"And then he’s over to Giggsy doing the same, 'And you, you’re letting your mum down, letting your family down, a married man out there with kids, supporting kids and you’re not bothered'.

"And as he’s doing this I’ve got big double doors into the dining room and big sparkling drums that fill the dining room and a big St Bernard dog that’s trying to mount the gaffer for telling me off and he looks up and goes 'What the f*ck are they? Drums. I’ll give you f****** drums'."