There’s no debate to be had — it doesn’t get bigger than Man United v Liverpool.
The north London derby is entertaining, the Tyne-Wear scrap is passionate, and the Manchester power struggle is tremendously engaging.
But for sheer scale, weight and gravity, it’s United/Liverpool all day.
United v Liverpool is Steven Gerrard snogging a Sky Sports camera like two teenagers getting off behind the bike sheds.
It’s Diego Forlan’s golden locks billowing in the wind while Jerzy Dudek lies flat on his back contemplating life.
It’s Nemanja Vidic chewing on grass while Fernando Torres bears down on goal.
It’s Gary Neville taking throw-ins under a hailstorm of coins and paying a £10,000 fine for antagonising his tormentors with a smile on his face.
It’s Dirk Kuyt’s delightfully tinpot hat-trick from a combined distance of four yards.
It’s Dimitar Berbatov defying gravity as the ball ricochets in off the bar with a satisfying thwonk.
It’s the Anfield stewards having to clear mobile phones off the pitch after Wayne Rooney cupped his ears in front of the Kop.
It’s Juan Mata’s Matrix moment, Danny Murphy winners, Suarez v Evra, Stevie G’s blink-and-you’ll-miss-him cameo, Anthony Martial’s first impression…
It’s John Arne Riise ripping the net off with his left-foot blessed with all the power of a Norse god.
And it’s so much more.
The question is, why is United v Liverpool not known globally as The Classic?
Barcelona v Real Madrid is known as El Clasico.
Bayern Munich v Borussia Dortmund is Der Klassiker.
PSG v Marseille is Le Classique.
Ajax v Feyenoord is De Klassieker… you get the gist.
All of those rivalries are not based on geography; there’s plenty of miles between the clubs, they’re fuelled on organic animosity and competitiveness.
Just like Liverpool and United.
Such a fixture deserves a proper title.
Some people call it the ‘M62 derby’ but we’re firm believers that no fixture should be named after a motorway.
From here on out, let it be known that United v Liverpool is, well and truly, The Classic.