SamBlue
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Left London mid 50s, returned to London rejuvenated late 70s.
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How much did you age today?
- Thread starter JASR
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I watched the game with my 12 year old Son, who was too young to experience 93:20. I could see he was going through what we all have, sick in the stomach, constantly shaking, thinking it's just not real (at 0-2)
The Liverpool factor, Gerrard, Coutinho, the thought of them scoring at the end to win. I must admit I really thought it was going to be depressing times until the start of next season.... THEN.... her we go again!
I was glad to have shared this moment with my Son who fully understand the passion & how football can make you feel. He was like a wild animal running around the garden when the whistle blew... memories made forever, just hope next season is put to bed a little earlier!!!!
The Liverpool factor, Gerrard, Coutinho, the thought of them scoring at the end to win. I must admit I really thought it was going to be depressing times until the start of next season.... THEN.... her we go again!
I was glad to have shared this moment with my Son who fully understand the passion & how football can make you feel. He was like a wild animal running around the garden when the whistle blew... memories made forever, just hope next season is put to bed a little earlier!!!!
Blue Til Death
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I went the other way, cried like a baby at full time :-) I still cry every time I watch 93:20
kaz7
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I am still aching , an old bird of my age with dodgy hips and legs should not be jumping up and running around the room !
Fucking city lol
Fucking city lol
oakiecokie
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I didn`t so much but my beer gut definitely increased by a few inches with copius amounts of Guinness being thrown down my neck.
Lovely jubberly.
Lovely jubberly.
I didn`t so much but my beer gut definitely increased by a few inches with copius amounts of Guinness being thrown down my neck.
Lovely jubberly.
Yep, I went straight on the Guinness. Had a lie in this morning. When I got out of bed my achillies heel was killing me. Bloody Poznan.