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ECHO Comment: "Fears of Witch-hunt Against Liverpool FC" part 2

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Looks as though Can is off to a big club after running his contract down. Always thought he was harshly judged by them, a full German international wanted by Juventus yet Rodgers had him in a back 3 and Klopp rotated him for Henderson and Milner. Actually thought he got them over the line into 4th the season before last with some of his long range strikes.

I’m sure Fabinhooooo is far better though and is already being talked about since the transfer as probably the greatest midfielder in the world (after Zinedine Keita of course)
 



Extraordinary.

Quite disconcerting that individuals such as this can:

1) Vote

2) Reproduce

(It could be an elaborate wind up however).

This one is boss, an old one but just outstanding:

(Scroll down to the "review" by Juan Kerr - Sublime that)

Amazon product ASIN B00LEG66SE
I can remember it like it was yesterday. There had been a tremendous build up in the weeks before. Brenny and Stevie G had decided it would be a good idea for the warriors to arrive for the last home games in a team bus. They were receiving a tremendous reception at each triumphal procession, all the followers in full kit with their scarves and Norwegian flags (five times, five times) welcoming them. The premier league winners 13/14 T- shirts were even outselling the `five times' ones. I knew all this because I had been following it on sky sports with Carra and Tommo.
There is a bitter and his missus who live in the flat next to Mums. He has been very quiet the last few weeks, but giving me a strange looking smile when I see him. Of course every other weekend he is at the match with the other bitters, so leaving me in peace enjoying sky sports every weekend. Sometimes I try to listen to him and his missus through the wall, but have to be careful in case Mum catches me.
Anyway, the big weekend arrived. I had been looking forward to it all week, could not sleep. Had to make sure I did all the jobs Mum asked me to do, so she would wash my full kit and scarf ready for the big game. Some of my online friends say at forty years of age I should have my own place, but Mum only asks for a tenner of my incapacity benefit each week to cover everything.
The big day finally arrived. Was up early as I could not sleep. Managed to listen in to next door, good job I hadn't put my shorts on but will need to hide my pyjama bottoms from Mum.
Put sky sports on for the build-up. Just after lunch I put my full kit on, even shin pads and boots. Both scarves ready, kissed the badge five times. On sky sports there was Carra, Tommo, Lawro, Hanno. They then kept showing interviews with Brenny and Stevie G, who had come up with another great idea. They said that the warriors were going to do it for the '96 in the sky'. I turned over when they showed Morrinio.
At last, the warriors emerged from the tunnel. Not sure why, but I always get a strange sensation in my shorts. Spoke to Mum about it, but she just said I would grow out of it. The Sky cameras then zoomed in on some of the old warriors in the crowd. I spotted King Kenny, Rushie, Aldo, Barnso, Hanno, Lawro. Mr Henry was also there to watch his EPL British soccer franchise.

The game kicked off, and Chelski were not interested. We were murdering them (don't mention Heysel), but could not score. Stevie G was brilliant; he had given a rousing speech at the last game, telling everyone that this does not slip now. Some time in the second half, I am sure someone fouled Stevie G, and he slipped up, with Ba getting the ball and scoring. Stevie G must have been fouled as it is never his fault, but sky would not show the proper replay to prove it. Anyway, I felt sure Brenny would sort things out. I could not believe it when they scored again, clearly offside. Everyone is against us; we have not even had a penalty for at least three games.
I screamed and banged my head against the wall. Mum shouted up to me to stop it, saying it always seems to end like this every year. She is wrong because she usually threatens to not buy me the new full kit for Christmas when I scream and cry, and this season it is much later!
Anyway, I kissed my badge again five times and wiped away the tears. Brenny came on to be interviewed by sky. He said we have to believe, and will put ten past Palace next game.
We were 3-0 up and heading for 10, I had messed the front of my shorts again without realising it. Mum will kill me. The next thing, it was 3-3. Louis and Stevie G were crying, Brennies bottom lip was going. I am sure I heard laughing from the bitter next door.
Anyway, next year will be our year. As long as the refs are fair with us, they only gave us 14 penalties last season.
Five times, five times.

`Full Kit' Juan Kerr
 
Sadly, I think they have commercialised that tragedy. It's a disgrace in that sense.
And that they fail to recognise that it affected evertonians too is sad as.

@davek put it best the time the Daily Express cravenly gave in to pressure and “apologised” for quite correctly stating that “Liverpool FC has a problem with its fans” after the antics on the streets before the City and Roma games.

He said the RS has “weaponised” the Hillsborough tragedy to bully any news outlet which has owt negative to say about the club and its cultish followers.
 

@davek put it best the time the Daily Express cravenly gave in to pressure and “apologised” for quite correctly stating that “Liverpool FC has a problem with its fans” after the antics on the streets before the City and Roma games.

He said the RS has “weaponised” the Hillsborough tragedy to bully any news outlet which has owt negative to say about the club and its cultish followers.

Yup. They think the ‘dont buy the sun’ campaign is about footy.

A website will write something that they’re not happy with and they’ll bring it up like they have some massive boycotting power

RAWK were trying to organise a boycott of paddy power because of a fan denial and they kept mentioning that if they can do the sun they can do paddy power

They’re actually genuinely sub human
 
They Dared to Dream
“Customers who bought this book also bought Liverpool’s 101 greatest throw-ins”lollol

I reckon some of our members have been adding their own reviews on the Amazon page as well - genius this:

"Football? Bloody hell!", as Bill Shankly once said.

By the final chapter of this book I was kneeling on the floor of my living room, floods of tears pattering onto my replica kit, wailing like a hysterical gibbon. My dogs, Rushie and Aldo, wailed in solidarity with me. They understood; my wife didn't. I felled her with a right hook.

Imagine if all you ever wanted was a carrot cake, and then, after 25 years without one, you see your most loyal friend walking towards your house smiling, carrying a carrot cake with your name on it. As he reaches your drive, he tumbles calamitously into a ditch. You rush out to find him writhing in agony amongst a cakey-muddy mess, a hungry raven pecking at his flesh. That is how we Liverpool fans feel about the 13/14 season (the raven is Tony Pulis, by the way).

This book is not just some cynical cash-in to make money out of Irish people. Paul Tomkins has truly encapsulated the modern-day Liverpool Football Club experience in literary form: the misty-eyed sentimentality, the endless self-mythologizing and, above all, the abject, humiliating failure. YNWA.
 
I reckon some of our members have been adding their own reviews on the Amazon page as well - genius this:

"Football? Bloody hell!", as Bill Shankly once said.

By the final chapter of this book I was kneeling on the floor of my living room, floods of tears pattering onto my replica kit, wailing like a hysterical gibbon. My dogs, Rushie and Aldo, wailed in solidarity with me. They understood; my wife didn't. I felled her with a right hook.

Imagine if all you ever wanted was a carrot cake, and then, after 25 years without one, you see your most loyal friend walking towards your house smiling, carrying a carrot cake with your name on it. As he reaches your drive, he tumbles calamitously into a ditch. You rush out to find him writhing in agony amongst a cakey-muddy mess, a hungry raven pecking at his flesh. That is how we Liverpool fans feel about the 13/14 season (the raven is Tony Pulis, by the way).

This book is not just some cynical cash-in to make money out of Irish people. Paul Tomkins has truly encapsulated the modern-day Liverpool Football Club experience in literary form: the misty-eyed sentimentality, the endless self-mythologizing and, above all, the abject, humiliating failure. YNWA.


I would have given review a “like” were it not for the gratuitous dig at Irish people.
 

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