I’d have done it too, after the champagne party, the impossible win, coming back from three goals down, on the world’s biggest stage, I’d have slept with the Cup, too! Follow your dreams, Stevie, lad! Never let them go. . . never ever let them go! Christopher T. George

Impossible! Liverpool sunk at half time in Istanbul, three goals down! But entering the dressing room AC Milan players were celebrating, and the quiet tactician took out his pen, started plotting his changes. Hamman to enter the fray – he was sacrificing Finnan at right back, and suddenly the plot started to play differently for […]

He’s a “killer” in red like the foxhunters, so deadly on the pitch: Djibril Cisse of the Reds! But now that he’s Lord of the Manor of Frodsham, Cheshire, and he’s soon to be married, Lord Cisse has come down on the side of Life: banning foxhunting on his estate overlooking the lordly Mersey. He’s […]

Turning up at Anfield for a reserves game with Uncle Bruce in his old Ford Prefect, we sat in the cold Main Stand and watched as Alf popped the goals in. Arrowsmith in attack and hard man Tommy Smith defence, Smith and ‘Smith, so no surprise to see ’em both in the first team, Alf […]

A study in contrasts: the Portuguese firecracker, the loud bang and fizz in the night, all show, and the steady Spanish Catherine wheel, showering sparks in a streaming rain. So Mourinho bragged and mugged how his Champion team would sweep the series — before Stevie and boys won the toothsome tie at Stamford Bridge — […]