• Chelsea’s ‘Chopper Harris’ defined the hard man role. He would even tackle his own Mother to stop a goal! Liverpool had the ‘Anfield Iron’ Tommy Smith his name. Those type of players are now missing from our game. Don’t be kidded by their image, they knew how to play. I would have those players in […]
  • The truth we wanted, it was our demand. And justice its companion, hand in hand. The years rolled on, wasted with rage. Corruption and lies hogged centre stage. Eyes grew tired with grief, patience worn. Promises broken, too many a false dawn. A broken down system held all the aces. Liars continued to lie, the […]
  • A sad day in our history now we mark. The Liverpool clouds grey and dark. In days of tantrums and obscene wage. No too many will adorn histories page. But Ronnie Moran was a different breed. He played for the love, not the greed. A red through and through, Crosby born. A ‘boot room’ legend, […]
  • No heart, no passion no desire or care. Just poster boys with their perfect hair. No spirit, no hunger, no battle of fight. Not a single leader wearing red in sight. Where are the Carra’s and the Stevie G? Real men, real players they were to me. Go back in history, there are plenty more. […]
  • In 1981 the cylinder was spun. No shot was fired from that gun. One chance gone, five remain. Russian Roulette, a perilous game. Now a stadium ban, a 6 year break. Ample time for changes to make. But the gun’s still loaded in ’88. A pointed weapon, now down to fate. The trigger squeezed, chamber […]