Growing up we were told that China had been banned in world football because they kept on fielding a different side for the second half of a game by using look alike players. It was kind of believable as during that time I never saw a Chinese team play. Well I later found out it was because they were crap.
When I was 5, my Dad took me to one side and said "Son. I have something important to tell you and you're now old enough to begin to understand. Liverpool are the greatest football team in the World and always will be". That was in 1963. Happily, he was absolutely right.
This is NOT having a go at any of our boys who weren't, but were you born in Liverpool and was/is your Dad a Scouser? Clearly, in 1963, Liverpool were obviously not the greatest football team in the world, but my Dad believed they were. Belief is everything. It makes things happen.
As I said earlier, my Dad was a blue. I was brought up about 500 yards from Goodison. The first match he took me to was the first derby just after Liverpool had come up from division 2. We were underdogs, and being an awkward little get I went for the reds and never looked back, much to his dismay. Everton were the best team at the time, but we all know what happened....
That's quality Saint. You must be about the same age as me. Did your Dad disown you, or did ne, as I suspect, admire your independance of thought and belief?
I may be if the LHC allows me to travel faster than the speed of light. After all, the Terminator did it on several occasions. Also, by travelling in time, I have learned the error of my BS ways and am now, like JC 23 a committed Red. Mystery solved
My mums side of the family are from Runcorn and my dad's side are from Stoke. Fortunately my dad's lack of interest in football allowed my red uncle/godfather to turn my head. My uncle told me during Euro 96 when McManaman was playing for England that this meant he was not a Liverpool player anymore, this really upset me as he was my favorite player at the time since I was fortunate enough to watch him play at Wembley a year before in the League cup final. I also went onto believe that Shearer's move to Newcastle meant he didn't play for England anymore, this also upset me. Off the football topic, I used to love Sea Lions from my trips to the North Welsh coast as a child so my mum used to always tell me that Sea Lions favorite food was stew and dumplings to encourage me to eat my dinner. I didn't realised it was a trick until I was in my teens. I was a gullible child.
If you didn't do the sea lion impersonation and refused to eat it, were you told you were going to be sent to the naughty boy's home? An open question off-topic. When you got pissed up in your early teens, did your mother used to force you to eat Sunday dinner with a raging hangover in order to make you throw up and learn a lesson? Mine did, but I never did learn the lesson.
I told her I was staying at my friend's house and my mate said vice versa to his parents, until the early hours of the morning we were stuck in town and had no means of getting home because our parents thought we were at each others houses (we didn't think it through really). Had to ring her up and asked if she could pick us up, so she told my mate's parents and dropped him off at home. He didn't really get punished but I got the silent cold treatment all summer. The answer to any question was "Why do you need to ask me when you do what you like anyway?", it worked really well though because I felt terrible. I bought her a ****ty little vase for a couple of quid and she forgave me then. I think it was more for the gesture because I never saw that vase again.
Mine did and I'm sure that she made sure we had it extra early on a Sunday just to minimize the recovery time before eating it.
They could be evil couldn't they. Surely they knew it was all part of growing up. I'm still growing up and I'm 53..................
Ha ha i don't think mine did it to teach me a lesson either i think it was more so that she could laugh whilst watching me attempt to eat it lol luckily now i get to miss the Sunday dinner and stay in bed if I've got a cracking hangover as i'm 25 and don't live at my rents anymore.
Not really something I ever "believed"- but the expression "first touch" always sounds borderline pornographic to me. I'm worried my wife will see firsttouchonline.com in my web history and jump to conclusions.
