“Whenever I see him do anything, he empties the tank. Every time. And the beautiful thing about this man is that he empties that tank for his family, he empties it for his art, he empties it for his audience, and he empties it for his country.”
Damp eyes, big thighs – remembering Stuart Pearce.
Two games that didn’t matter. A march and a meeting that absolutely did.
Mark Crossley touched me, in a good way.
Colin Fray – he’s there so you don’t have to be.
“Every time I watch Liverpool now, I look for the flags on the Kop, because there’s a two-year gap in the dates. They go from ’77 and ’78, to ’81. And I always think: ‘That’s us, that gap. We did that’.”