Media and time have changed the whole way fooball is run, played and supported. Maybe its red tinted specs but I dont recall the angst and hostility between clubs when I first started following football ...certainly makes me feel old. I recall going to visit my old "aunts" down the bottom of "The Port", one red, one blue (who incidentally "courted" Joe Mercer briefly) Always banter but never any grief.The majority of Liverpool fans I encounter online aren't even British, let alone Scouse. Fucking plastic glory hunters who genuinely believe Everton have never won any trophies, and I'd be amazed if any of them even know who Bob Paisley is. Or Steve Heighway (my mum's favourite).
Liverpool are corporate whores. They're not a workers' collective. Not that Everton are either but at least we acknowledge that.
Oh for happier times!
Or perhaps more innocent times as I "hope" to be happier by the end of May