...from my vantage point in Seat 98, Row B, Main Stand, Anfield. That's surely what rattled 'em! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fODCUqcmNEk I went crazy when Bri's goal went in. Three big blokes walked towards me at the final whistle and my heart was in my mouth, I thought I was done for. They all shook my hand and said "well played lad, they deserved it." Proper Scousers they were, not like the home counties section I was sat in. I then ambled up the steps after the final whistle to reach up to the directors box to shake hands with Shep, Patrick Cryne and his wife Jean.
Used to go to the sister in-laws in Liverpool quite a bit a few years ago I know I'm a tallish sort of bloke but I rarely saw any tall blokes in Liverpool They were all very much sort of 5'9" skinny with generally spotty moooks (Mook = face) I remember this bloke the sister in-law were seeing at the time describing what it was like round TARN on a Friday and Setdi neet..........he says its like land of the giants, they are all big tall foookers over there
Yes............I can Its because they don't get much to eat over there Its a culture that dosen't give any importance to food They eat cheap tack.............give one of them a proper yorkshire pudding that fills a full plate and they are likely to wear it as a hat They just don't understand real food So they grow up reight weazelly like with a squeeky voice that sounds like they need to clear their throats of phlegm.............horrible things they are............only thing they have got is their football team.............and they aint even got that now