by RED BEERGOGGLES » Mon May 08, 2006 9:22 pm
I consider myself to be quite knowledgable on football matters and I know that sounds like I am blowing my own trumpet, but I think I am qualified to proffer my opinion having endured such a turbulent love affair with the Reds .
My first earliest memory is watching awe struck as my mother took herself into the garden to weep bitterly after Charlie George unceremoniously put Liverpool out of the F.A cup .
I think I realised that day how much of an important and integral role this glorious game of football would play in my life .
My mother idolised John Toshack and she fancied Kevin Keegan because in them days there was passion and their was unrequited love, the same love I experienced at my first match Liverpool v Spurs. .
I know my dads two passions were drinking and the Reds but that day he would have gladly died happy if this was his last game, or indeed the last beer he drank because for ninety glorious minutes Liverpool were untouchable ,11 footballing gods playing perfect football that left my dad and me open mouthed and the Kop in awe struck disbelief .
But it wasn’t solely about Liverpool sometimes at Anfield we witnessed some true footballing gods
I can remember Liam Brady skipping through our defence at will ,the Leeds team receiving an ovation from the Kop .
Even to this day Anfield is a magical place but there is a worrying trend evolving and it’s the sole reason I no longer take my lad the Premier games ,the hatred and the abuse shouted by the next generation makes me cringe in embarrassment and I think the same can be said for some of the bile written on this forum of late ,its by people who don’t know and have never seen what being a true fan is about and sadly never will .
