There are a few fixtures in English football which can claim to be the country's biggest.

Manchester United vs Manchester City, Liverpool vs Everton and Arsenal vs Tottenham immediately spring to mind, but it's Sunday's game at Old Trafford which stands out most of all.

Manchester United host rivals Liverpool in a match which draws parallels with Spain's great clash between their giants, Real Madrid and Barcelona.

Here, Sportsmail's experts look back in time to explain why Sunday's game is England's El Clasico.

Manchester United defender Gary Neville (left) snarls at Liverpool's Jamie Carragher at Old Trafford in 2010

JAMIE REDKNAPP

Growing up, this was always a fixture you wanted to play in. It's a proper game. Along with Celtic vs Rangers, it's probably the fiercest atmosphere in Britain. There is no love lost between the players, let alone the fans. You can feel the anger and the hatred but what an atmosphere that makes. I've played, scored and won and lost in these games so I know just what they mean.

The most iconic fixture I probably played in was the 2-2 draw at Old Trafford in 1995. It was Eric Cantona's first game back after his ban for the karate kick and fate was on his side that day.

Within seconds he set up United's first but then Robbie Fowler destroyed them. He lashed the first in with his left and I'll never forget seeing him brush Gary Neville aside to chip in his second. But then it all went Cantona's way.

Sportsmail's Jamie Redknapp (left) tussles with United midfielder Roy Keane at Old Trafford in 1995

I conceded a penalty for bringing down Ryan Giggs – though I still think it was never a penalty! Of course it was Cantona who stepped up to take it and score. At the time it was devastating, but looking back it must have been a dream for the neutral.

There were mixed emotions because I had given the penalty away but we put in a very good performance and probably deserved to win it. It was a fantastic battle.

Manchester United legend Eric Cantona scores from the penalty spot on his return from an eight-month ban

Cantona celebrates his penalty in his own unique style by climbing a pole behind Liverpool's goal

MARTIN KEOWN

With all due respect I think Arsenal vs Man United has a pretty good claim to be the English El Clasico! But this match has always been huge because of the size of the clubs and their close proximity.

They have always tried to emulate each other's achievements and then outdo them. It swings between the two with United dominant in recent history. But in a strange way when one side dominates, the other seems to be able to get some good results.

United boss Tommy Docherty (right) lifts the 1977 FA Cup with forward Stuart Pearson (second from left)

Manchester United fans help turn Wembley Stadium red with banners during their 2-1 win against Liverpool

As a kid growing up I loved watching United win the 1977 FA Cup final. They beat Liverpool 2-1 and prevented that great side from doing the Treble, something United would go on to achieve themselves 22 years later.

That always stuck in the memory and more recently the sight of defenders trailing in Fernando Torres' wake at Old Trafford was something special. That was a fantastic result but of course United had the last laugh by winning the title.

Liverpool striker Fernando Torres gets away from United's Nemanja Vidic to score in the Reds' 4-1 win in 2009

DOMINIC KING

There is a definite edge to the atmosphere when these sides meet; always has been, always will be.

I remember being at Anfield on Easter Monday in 1988 when United came from being 3-1 down with 10 men to drawing 3-3 and being struck by the delirium in the away end when Gordon Strachan began smoking imaginary cigars after he had scored in front of The Kop.

The biggest memory of how this game was different to all the rest was April 1992 and the day Manchester United's hopes of winning the old First Division championship imploded.

United midfielder Gordon Strachan pretends he is smoking a cigar after netting against Liverpool at Anfield

Ian Rush had never scored against United in 11 years of trying but when he ran onto a John Barnes pass and slipped his effort beyond Peter Schmeichel, the noise was remarkable.

It didn't matter that Liverpool couldn't win a trophy that day, what mattered was heaping misery on their most bitter rivals. The celebrations on The Kop that day lasted long after the final whistle.

It wouldn't have been that way for any other team.

IAN LADYMAN

As Manchester City's rise to prominence has gathered pace over the last six years, one thing has always stuck in my mind and that was former Manchester United manager Sir Alex Ferguson's snarling insistence that: 'United versus Liverpool is our biggest game'.

This wasn't Ferguson propaganda, designed to belittle City. OK, maybe it was. But it was also representative of the truth.

Steven Gerrard steps up to score from the penalty spot against United at Old Trafford last season

Last April in Manchester, as Liverpool seemingly closed in on a league title, United's fans turned temporarily sky blue and rooted for City.

When Liverpool blew their chance, United's fans celebrated as though they had won the league themselves. I can't imagine that happening anywhere else apart from Madrid.

This is a rivalry that encompasses geography, industry, culture, social class and, of course, sport. It's about more than football. If you don't believe me then go to Old Trafford on Sunday. If you can get a ticket.

Liverpool's players celebrate Gerrard's first goal in their 3-0 win at Old Trafford in March 2014

NEIL ASHTON

Liverpool were still on their perch when Kenny Dalglish brilliantly put one over on Alex Ferguson at Anfield in April 1988.

United had drawn 3-3, but Ferguson was furious with a number of refereeing decisions during the fixture. In an explosive radio interview in the tunnel area the Manchester United manager claimed: 'managers have to leave here choking on their own vomit, biting their tongue, afraid to tell the truth'.

Dalglish, standing nearby with his new born daughter Lauren cradled in his arms, was then asked what he made of Fergie's comments. 'Oh you'll get more sense out of her,' he scoffed.

That set the tone for a vicious rivalry between the pair that resurfaced when the King returned to manage Liverpool for a second time.

Kenny Dalglish (left) and Sir Alex Ferguson had a frosty relationship as managers

MATT LAWTON

I've listened to Sir Alex Ferguson deliver that 'knock them off their perch' speech and never did he speak with more venom about another football club.

I've also seen a friend, a Manchester United season ticket holder who at the time was desperate for work, turn down a building contract because it happened to be for a Liverpool player. Nuts. But no rivalry quite like it in England.

ROB DRAPER

Wembley, 1983. It's only the Charity Shield but to an impressionable 13-year-old the intensity of the pre-match build up was something I had never experienced.

There was that familiar walk through the old Wembley tunnel from the tube to the stadium, which meant navigating a steady stream of urine; there were the fans packed into the old terracing at Wembley, which meant you had to get your place two hours before kick-off, and which ensured the chanting back and forth went on for at least 90 minutes before the game even started.

Bryan Robson (No 7) sprints off to celebrate after scoring against Liverpool in the 1983 Charity Shield

Then there was Bryan Robson scoring two goals to win the match – a great player against a great Liverpool team.

I had never been to a Liverpool-United match before and wasn't a fan of either side, but that day remains embedded in my mind. The colour, the vitriol, the passion: they were all new to me.

I had been to football matches before, but nothing like that. I've attended several Real Madrid-Barcelona games and one Boca v River match, and as occasions they do surpass Liverpool-United. But in England it is the closest we've got.

United's players parade the Charity Shield around Wembley after sealing a 2-0 win against their old rivals

JOE BERNSTEIN

It's the only fixture where the old cliche, the formbook goes out the window, is actually true.

When Liverpool dominated Europe in the 1970s and 1980s the one result they couldn't guarantee was Manchester United, who were something of a bogey team. And when Fergie hit his stride at Old Trafford, he was never complacent about Liverpool.

Jimmy Greenhoff (left) heads the winning goal for United in their FA Cup semi-final against Liverpool in 1979

Greenhoff raises his arms in the air in celebration after sealing victory for United at Goodison Park

Two examples bear that out, the 1979 FA Cup semi-final when the best team in Liverpool's history were beaten 1-0 by a Jimmy Greenhoff header. And in 1992, when United were set for their first league title for 25 years until they lost 2-0 at Liverpool with Ian Rush among the scorers.

My favourite personal memory is overhearing Gary Neville asking Paul Scholes by the United team coach if his red card (in a 1-0 win at Anfield in 2007) was deserved and Scholes matter-of-factly grunting 'Yeah' in the way only he can.

Manchester United midfielder Paul Scholes is raises his right hand towards Liverpool's Xabi Alonso in 2007

Scholes is shown a straight red card by referee Martin Atkinson during United's 1-0 win at Anfield

LAURIE WHITWELL

The statistics and cultural rivalry show why these two clubs represent England's closest comparison to El Clasico – and then there is the atmosphere at Old Trafford and Anfield. While teams may fluctuate, the ferocity between fans remains constant.

You won't fail to hear boos and whistles whenever 'You'll Never Walk Alone' strikes up in the away section at United.

My earliest memory on this theme comes during the first derby of the new millennium. Sporty Spice was in a box behind the Stretford End when Patrik Berger gave Liverpool the lead. She celebrated and the crowd reacted like a mob after a lynching. Scared Spice sat back down.

United keeper Raimond van der Gouw cannot keep out a free-kick from Patrik Berger (not pictured) in 2000

RIATH AL-SAMARRAI

I've had little direct contact with this fixture, though I remember the emotion of the occasion reaching west Wales in 2002.

Specifically, it was the 2-1 United win when Diego Forlan scored twice in the midday kick-off, prompting one of my Sunday League team-mates in Pembrokeshire to pick up his kit bag and storm out of the pub. He missed our match but he wasn't much of a player anyway.