Sun 11 Nov 2007 11:40 PM
This is a well-known clip from the motherland. It has everything one wants from black and white memories; Pre-hooliganism innocence; Blighty’s best musical export; and quirky, overstated analysis by the
reporter. This was The Kop a long time before I was born. I went to Anfield in 1994 to watch the penultimate match before The Kop was replaced by an all-seater stand. Pre-match, I sat down at the back of the terraces. People looked at me funny. I understood why when (at half-time) the rear section of half the stand used the cialis 20 mg prospecto same spot as an open latrine. Liverpool got beat 2-0 by Newcastle and I saw a man bleed out of
his head. A recipe for sad associations? Not a chance. It was The Kop. It was
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