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Views for article on liverpool v man utd rivalry

PostPosted: Tue Mar 15, 2005 8:40 pm
by Beardo7
I'm a journalist compiling views on the rivalry between Liverpool and Man United for a magazine article and I'm looking for the Liverpool fans perspective on why they dislike Man Utd – both their players and fans. It will be a funny piece, laced with some serious slagging off, so if you've got a funny comment to make on why you dislike Man Utd, let me know. Here's an example:

"Their biggest celebrity fan – Angus Deayton – just about sums them up: arrogant, smug and utterly loathed"

Cheers.

PostPosted: Tue Mar 15, 2005 8:52 pm
by Ciggy
Quite simple really, Champions League your avin a laff :D
Weve only won it 4 times. :;):

PostPosted: Tue Mar 15, 2005 8:52 pm
by 84-1106852058
Another thing that sums them up sh.te

PostPosted: Tue Mar 15, 2005 8:55 pm
by jonnymac1979
Beardo, I've written loads of stuff on here about them.  Give me twenty minutes and I'll find them for you.

PostPosted: Tue Mar 15, 2005 8:55 pm
by jonnymac1979
PS, the signature tells the whole story.

PostPosted: Tue Mar 15, 2005 8:55 pm
by Ciggy
jonnymac1979 wrote:Beardo, I've written loads of stuff on here about them.  Give me twenty minutes and I'll find them for you.

:laugh:  :D  :laugh: Dont ya just luv Jmc :D

PostPosted: Tue Mar 15, 2005 9:00 pm
by JBG
Whilst I try my best not to expend energy on thinking about Man UTD let alone hating them, I've always had a problem with their fans claiming that they are the biggest club in the world. Tbey were claiming this in the 1980s when they had around 5 or 6 league titles and 1 European Cup and at the time were getting home gates as low as 20,000 for some league matches, which just proves what we all have known all along: that Man UTD fans are nothing but glory hunters.

I can't wait to see Malcom Glazier take over and rename Old Trafford "Kentucky Fried Chicken Michellin Tyres Bowl", have Burger King as their shirt sponsers and sell Ronaldo, RVN and Rooney to Real Madrid so he can pay his bank manager!

SUCKAS!

PostPosted: Tue Mar 15, 2005 9:07 pm
by stmichael
this article on the eve of the 2003 worthington cup final which (if my memory is correct, and it usually is) we won 2-0, pretty much sums up the difference between the two clubs if you ask me. :)

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MAN UNITED FC - THE RELIGION? THERE’S A DIFFERENCE BETWEEN A PHILOSOPHY AND A BUMPER STICKER. 

'Parallels may be drawn between the respective club’s success on the field and even their geographical proximity, but that my friends are where any parallels end,' says REEVES ahead of Liverpool’s clash with Man U this weekend

I am sure that you don't need reminding of the fact that this weekend there's the small matter of a game between this country's two most successful clubs. On the one hand, there's Liverpool. Four times Champions of Europe and winners of 18 League Championships. Undisputedly, they are the ****** of the north and undisputedly the kings of English football. Honour, dominance, courage, character and wisdom.
 
On the other hand we have the poorer cousin of the legendary Scouse greats, Manchester United PLC. Undisputedly rich with wealth, fat chequebooks, Eastern sweat shops, commercialism personified and a blinding prawn sandwich turnover. There's no doubt that they are a successful club. Their manager, in his longevity, has brought tremendous success to the Mancs' realm, but nevertheless, with all their recent silverware, there is one thing their wealth cannot buy - heart and soul.
 
Parallels may be drawn between the respective club's success on the field and even their geographical proximity, but that my friends are where any parallels end.
 
We're rather more like the mythological equivalent of Zeus, to the Mancs' Hades. When brothers Zeus and Hades divided up creation. Hades got the Underworld and Zeus took the sky.
 
Whether it's "Whelan's curled it", "Barnes chips...brilliant", "Murphy's curled it round the wall" or the Huyton Hammer rocketing one in from near on 40 yards, something quite special usually happens when we play "them". They may try and dampen our fervour with an early kick off time, but next Sunday will be no different.
 
No doubt we'll be subjected to the ritual "in our Liverpool slums" and "if you all hate Scousers".........but why? It'll be rather ironic that the Mancs will have to drive past the "European City of Culture" signs before they enter our glorious city. Statistics released this week show Manchester to be the Crime Capital of the UK. Will that in any way serve to prevent them having a go at us? No, of course not, for manifest jealousy will ignore such "indiscretions".
 
We, Kopites, in our unmerciful way, use humour, verse and glorification as a poisoned cocktail to deal with our adversaries. "You'll Never Walk Alone", "Fields of Anfield Road" and "Scouser Tommy" will echo around Anfield, whilst the Mancs will be busy ripping off John Denver classics.
 
Our club isn't the crazed commercialization of the once beautiful game, but rather the epitome of the last culture within it.
 
The atmosphere on Sunday will not be in need of stoking, but cast your mind back to the fiery European night of Roma, when queues to obtain tickets were six hours long and a lucky 44,000 Scousers in the ground all thanked Abbad Rashid and his medical team for their efforts in which, after an 11 hour operation to repair one man's aorta, we welcomed home Gerard Houllier.
 
Red scarf blowing in the wind, his lean and hollow face exposed to the elements, in our hour and a half of need, he came back to lead us. We welcomed Houllier back in to our family and the warmth of his gesture must never be forgotten.
 
That man will be out there on Sunday and will need all the support that you can muster. A new attacking style of play is rushing like fire through the corridors of Anfield and it's our corporate cousins who are next in the firing line.
 
Our lesser Lancastrian counterparts will walk underneath the famous emblem "This is Anfield". They'll want to take on our eleven generals, but first they must deal with our infantry.
 
Let the Kop's satirical sword go deep within their psyche and let us use the pent up anger of a Merseyside culture, for decades belittled by the media, to engulf our opponents and roar us to victory.
 
Let us turn Anfield into a fortress. Let it be a cauldron of noise and a forest of flags and a bastion of invincibility. Good versus evil. Let Houllier be our Napoleon, let the Kop be Herculean and let the battle commence.
 
This is a Red call to arms - Sunday's the time to deliver.

....................................................................................

They will never be able to touch us. :cool:

YNWA

PostPosted: Tue Mar 15, 2005 9:14 pm
by Ciggy
stmichael wrote:this article on the eve of the 2003 worthington cup final which (if my memory is correct, and it usually is) we won 2-0, pretty much sums up the difference between the two clubs if you ask me. :)

....................................................................................

MAN UNITED FC - THE RELIGION? THERE’S A DIFFERENCE BETWEEN A PHILOSOPHY AND A BUMPER STICKER. 

'Parallels may be drawn between the respective club’s success on the field and even their geographical proximity, but that my friends are where any parallels end,' says REEVES ahead of Liverpool’s clash with Man U this weekend

I am sure that you don't need reminding of the fact that this weekend there's the small matter of a game between this country's two most successful clubs. On the one hand, there's Liverpool. Four times Champions of Europe and winners of 18 League Championships. Undisputedly, they are the ****** of the north and undisputedly the kings of English football. Honour, dominance, courage, character and wisdom.
 
On the other hand we have the poorer cousin of the legendary Scouse greats, Manchester United PLC. Undisputedly rich with wealth, fat chequebooks, Eastern sweat shops, commercialism personified and a blinding prawn sandwich turnover. There's no doubt that they are a successful club. Their manager, in his longevity, has brought tremendous success to the Mancs' realm, but nevertheless, with all their recent silverware, there is one thing their wealth cannot buy - heart and soul.
 
Parallels may be drawn between the respective club's success on the field and even their geographical proximity, but that my friends are where any parallels end.
 
We're rather more like the mythological equivalent of Zeus, to the Mancs' Hades. When brothers Zeus and Hades divided up creation. Hades got the Underworld and Zeus took the sky.
 
Whether it's "Whelan's curled it", "Barnes chips...brilliant", "Murphy's curled it round the wall" or the Huyton Hammer rocketing one in from near on 40 yards, something quite special usually happens when we play "them". They may try and dampen our fervour with an early kick off time, but next Sunday will be no different.
 
No doubt we'll be subjected to the ritual "in our Liverpool slums" and "if you all hate Scousers".........but why? It'll be rather ironic that the Mancs will have to drive past the "European City of Culture" signs before they enter our glorious city. Statistics released this week show Manchester to be the Crime Capital of the UK. Will that in any way serve to prevent them having a go at us? No, of course not, for manifest jealousy will ignore such "indiscretions".
 
We, Kopites, in our unmerciful way, use humour, verse and glorification as a poisoned cocktail to deal with our adversaries. "You'll Never Walk Alone", "Fields of Anfield Road" and "Scouser Tommy" will echo around Anfield, whilst the Mancs will be busy ripping off John Denver classics.
 
Our club isn't the crazed commercialization of the once beautiful game, but rather the epitome of the last culture within it.
 
The atmosphere on Sunday will not be in need of stoking, but cast your mind back to the fiery European night of Roma, when queues to obtain tickets were six hours long and a lucky 44,000 Scousers in the ground all thanked Abbad Rashid and his medical team for their efforts in which, after an 11 hour operation to repair one man's aorta, we welcomed home Gerard Houllier.
 
Red scarf blowing in the wind, his lean and hollow face exposed to the elements, in our hour and a half of need, he came back to lead us. We welcomed Houllier back in to our family and the warmth of his gesture must never be forgotten.
 
That man will be out there on Sunday and will need all the support that you can muster. A new attacking style of play is rushing like fire through the corridors of Anfield and it's our corporate cousins who are next in the firing line.
 
Our lesser Lancastrian counterparts will walk underneath the famous emblem "This is Anfield". They'll want to take on our eleven generals, but first they must deal with our infantry.
 
Let the Kop's satirical sword go deep within their psyche and let us use the pent up anger of a Merseyside culture, for decades belittled by the media, to engulf our opponents and roar us to victory.
 
Let us turn Anfield into a fortress. Let it be a cauldron of noise and a forest of flags and a bastion of invincibility. Good versus evil. Let Houllier be our Napoleon, let the Kop be Herculean and let the battle commence.
 
This is a Red call to arms - Sunday's the time to deliver.

....................................................................................

They will never be able to touch us. :cool:

YNWA

Wow great post St who wrote that :cool:

PostPosted: Tue Mar 15, 2005 9:18 pm
by stmichael
i just remember the article vividly from the official website because it was so good. i just dug through the archives to find it. :cool:

PostPosted: Tue Mar 15, 2005 9:37 pm
by the great one

PostPosted: Tue Mar 15, 2005 10:03 pm
by Igor Zidane
cos there sh!te there fans are sh!te there town is sh!te there people are sh!te there music is sh!te there dogs and cats are sh!te there transport is sh!te there ship canal is sh!te there breweries are sh!te there two sh!tty footy teams are sh!te there street lighting is sh!te there accent is sh!te there tax dodging students are sh!te there sh!tty soap opera is sh!te there not greater manchester they are sh!ter manchester the commenwealth games were sh!te.SH!TE SH!TE SH!TE:p :p :p

PostPosted: Tue Mar 15, 2005 11:04 pm
by 84-1106852058
Starting to get the picture Beardo.

PostPosted: Tue Mar 15, 2005 11:05 pm
by Ciggy
Igor Zidane wrote:cos there sh!te there fans are sh!te there town is sh!te there people are sh!te there music is sh!te there dogs and cats are sh!te there transport is sh!te there ship canal is sh!te there breweries are sh!te there two sh!tty footy teams are sh!te there street lighting is sh!te there accent is sh!te there tax dodging students are sh!te there sh!tty soap opera is sh!te there not greater manchester they are sh!ter manchester the commenwealth games were sh!te.SH!TE SH!TE SH!TE:p :p :p

??? Do ya reckon there sh#te Igor :D

PostPosted: Tue Mar 15, 2005 11:21 pm
by Dom1
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wow i knew all along that man utd fans were born as frogs and evolved into humans then slowly into an Armchair :laugh: :laugh: