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The Nostalgia Thread.


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Im pretty certain my first game at Anfield was Steve Nicols testimonial although my dad thinks he took me to games before that. Either way I remember standing on the Kop for the first time. The rest of the time I was busy eating a Highland Toffee bar or grabbing my Dads legs if anything interesting happened. But I remember being on the Kop for this. I guess its why I still don't mind Norwich because i'd never seen away fans be nice. 

 

Its not a Kop thread at all. But this Football Team mean so much its unfair not to have a nostalgia thread. 

 

@stringvest and @tokyojoe you are both exempt from this as you've still got a thread going from 1778 x

 

 

 

 

 

 

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My earliest game I can remember was against West Ham with Johnny Sissons playing so some time ago, also I remember me Mum taking me as me Dad was away working, Ron Yeats come out the players entrance to give her two tickets and he seemed massive to a kid.

Many years later it was in the Final , on this day whatever years ago, it was featured and I’m sure he scored two in a 2-2 draw against QPR , could be wrong, 1968 I think.

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I miss the old chants we used to sing on the Kop. Songs like "You're going home in a St Johns ambulance," "Those were the days my friend, we took the stretford end, we took the shed and north bank highbury," "We love you, Liverpool, we do!" and "Who the fucking hell are you?"

 

Id love to see us play a game in our old red shirts, white shorts, white socks with red tops. Just once in a league game would be ace.

 

Makes me go all dewy eyed at the thought.

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31 minutes ago, VladimirIlyich said:

Everybody in that shot are almost certainly dead now. Nostalgia is a bastard.

You're joking I assume ?  Most of the people in that picture still have season tickets in the main stand.

 

Poor Bill doesn't realise he is going to be approached to join MI5 after the game.

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48 minutes ago, dockers_strike said:

I miss the old chants we used to sing on the Kop. Songs like "You're going home in a St Johns ambulance," "Those were the days my friend, we took the stretford end, we took the shed and north bank highbury," "We love you, Liverpool, we do!" and "Who the fucking hell are you?"

 

Id love to see us play a game in our old red shirts, white shorts, white socks with red tops. Just once in a league game would be ace.

 

Makes me go all dewy eyed at the thought.

I quite like that kit though before my time, they’ve got it on in that great photo of Shanks addressing the troops at Melwood with the kids listening in on the wall.

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7 hours ago, Reckoner said:

Nicky Tanner scored an own goal in my first game. We scored 2 in the last 5 minutes to win it. Luton Town in about 1992

Got to know him very slightly as he used to go to the Club Continental in town and was a friend of a friend. He said that his nickname with the crowd at Bristol Rovers was ' Whoosh' as he used to thump the ball about sixty yards every time he got it. Saw an article saying he was the outright leader on fantasy premier league at some point earlier in the season.

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7 hours ago, VERBAL DIARRHEA said:

Going to my Nans by the ground before every home games and it was full of family members who went the match, male and female, young and old.

Randolph Street.

Same, although my Nan lived in Wallasey. My uncle and my mum's cousins used to pop in for a cup of tea before they went. I'd been begging my Dad for ages to take me but he never did, the bluenose shithouse.

 

Then one Saturday, my uncle on his way out just told me to get in the car and took me to my first ever game. I've never been so excited in my life. Absolutely loved it, the kids swarming round the car offering to mind it, walking down to the ground in gathering crowds, listening to the Kop belt out their songs, stood on a stool in the Paddock- I fell off it in surprise when Neal missed his penalty.

 

I've still got the programme somewhere along with almost all of them from about 76-85 that my uncle or my Nan's friends used to leave for me. I hope our current team go on to the kind of dominance we enjoyed back then, it was a wonderful time and I'd like my own kids to know what it felt like. I'm also going to tell them to enjoy every minute of it but warn them never to take it for granted, I never want to know a period of slow decline that we had from the early '90s onwards again. I just wish it was easier to get tickets these days as I've only taken them to a handful of games.

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7 hours ago, VERBAL DIARRHEA said:

Going to my Nans by the ground before every home games and it was full of family members who went the match, male and female, young and old.

Randolph Street.

I lived in the Salisbury pub (now the twelfth man) and after moving to Halewood when I was seven,from age 11 to about 35 I would always call in for my tea on match days at my aunties at 38 Randolph Street.Happy days

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5 minutes ago, Reckoner said:

I remember my mate when I was little, his dad was shit, hardly ever in touch never would disappear for months. One day he turned up out of nowhere and took my mate to his first ever game, against palace when we won 9-0. He spoke of nothing else for years.

Think that's the game Aldridge threw his boots into the kop at the end of the match

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