Off Topic APPARENTLY MY DAD TOOK ME TO SEE THEM COME HOME, I CAN'T REMEMBER IT THOUGH

See who and who?

 

****in bill and ted mate. obviously

 

Thanks for the vid GK, me old girl took me to the Victoria monument that day(junction of James St and Castle St)and I got a decent view from there(about 400yrds away)of the team on the town hall balcony, like you I can't remember a lot about it but I remember the cup being held aloft and the deafening noise.
Looking at the video when it pans down Dale Street towards the old Mersey tunnel the crowd was the full length of Dale St, also packed on Castle St and the river side of Dale St, also there were 100's of 1000's lining the bus tour route.
Think that puts to bed that the city ever belonged to the blueshite, or maybe the estimated million supporters lining the streets were Vikings or over from Ireland for the weekend.

 

King Alfred after he kicked the Danes out of Mercia.

 

I bet Saint can remember seeing you there though...

 

Only just seen this. My Dad took me as well. Don't remember it very clearly. Must have been pissed

 

RHC . Was your dad caring you shoulder high?.

 

Sign of the times, eh?
Now fans are happy for us to throw the cup for a better chance at top 4.

 

#jaundiced

 

Could you lads comment regarding if this kind of celebrations had a part in really cementing the desire at LFC.

Such scenes look to dwarf 2005 return even.

 

All joking aside, I'm not really old enough to remember a huge amount. I don't think I went into town, but was on the bus route somewhere.
Though I suppose trophies went some way to cementing it, I think football fervour and desire was well established long before I was watching it, not just at our club, but at similar working-class environments around the country.
The generations immediately before me had come through the worst period of devastation in our history, and football was the Great Escape for them. A game they knew played by people they could relate to.
It's a world away from the situation today.
Of course, European competitions weren't the draw they are today, and so FA League and Cup were the big attractions. And LFC weren't long out of that extended period in the 2nd division, so that and the League Championship wins around it were significant and exciting.

 

it was first FA cup though wasn't it so that must have made it special

 

In my case it was a family thing, thing was back then Everton were the more successful and were a far richer club than us, so there was no way we could be accused of being "glory hunters", as saint pointed out, we weren't long out of division 2 yet here we were winning trophies(as well as Everton), the city was buzzing with not just Beatlemania but also Football mania on a similar scale.

 

I suppose so - like I said, I don't remember an awful lot. We'd won the league the season before, though that wasn't for the first time.
My outstanding memories of the time concerned the rivalry with me dad, who was a Bluenose.

 

My ma's brother was a bluenose and would sometimes take me and the cousins to an EFC game, I only went for the bus ride, the bag of chips wrapped in the previous evening echo and bottle of lemo(with a straw), the halftime pie and Bovril, I think the others actually went for the football.

 

Because I lived right by Goodison, I went in there a lot (for free, of course) when they opened the gates during the second half, so we could run on the pitch at the end.
Though the most fun was extorting money from their travelling fans with a "Mind yer car please sir?" scam.

 

Bloody delinquent.

 

Times was 'ard.