On the Newcastle Fanzine True Faith, and it made me chuckle regarding the Liverpool supporters on saturday…
So it was the turn of the better half of Liverpool to climb over 15,000 stairs to the heights of the away end. As usual they brought their full allocation, but they seemed to leave most of their daft flags with the subliminal messages on them back in the European Capital of Culture 2008 (arf arf).
So although they brought the numbers, the noise was lacking this time. Usually they are very loud from kick off until the final whistle, but it took until they banged in the second goal before this lot got on their feet and started giving us their back catalogue about winning European Cups, Mascherano (oooooh-oooooh-ooooh) and even longer before we got the God awful Gerry and the Pacemakers number that gets on everyone’s wick. I once thought it was impressive seeing Anfield on a European night with them all blazing this out at the tops of their little “ey ey ey” lungs, but now it grates on me big time.
They spoiled themselves for me when they reminded us how much we have won. I thought this lot was a bit more imaginative than that, but no…they sank to the same levels as their inferior neighbours and the rest of the teams who have no imagination when it comes to thinking up original abuse.
So, although they brought the usual full allocation, they were very disappointing for the most part. Still one of the better away followings that drag themselves up into the Gods though.
A quick word to our fans though…less of the booing eh? It feeds into the grubby little paws of the away lot and makes us look ridiculous.
Keep On, Keepin’ On …
Steve Farrell
