For you it would be boss trips lol. Although I'm sure Jurgen wont be sending out the B team to the Nou camp like a certain manager before him did.
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Bernabeau. But we knew where you meant.
Walked out of the game as soon as the team come up the video board. I was back down Sol in wine bar before the second half had started. To say I was ****** (figuratively, before more wine) was an understatement. I'm in impulsive, passionate Scouser. Shrugs.
Don't think Gerrard ever forgave him for that either if truth be told. Madrid- Liverpool. At the time the 9 times winners against the 5 times winners. Two of only 4 clubs to actually own a European Cup. European frigging Royalty. No bigger game could you hand pick if you tried. And he put the ressi's out. With the B/S excuse that the first teamers didn't deserve to start due to poor form ..... Who he then brought all but ONE back for the game against Chelsea the weekend after the second string had ironically played so well in Madrid.
That was where Rodgers truly lost me. Insulted wasn't the word.
And yeah, I'm still narked at him for it!
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Well, yeah, I selfishly look at every European draw in view of the best places to visit. Shrugs.
But that aside, where something like that to transpire, they'd all be as nervous about playing us under Klopp as we would be them. Not least Barcelona who never have been able to beat L'pool for ****. I think it's psychological now with their press and fans haha.
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[video=youtube;ot_eeIcipfU]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ot_eeIcipfU[/video]
God. 12 years ago today. And the memory's are as fresh as if it was yesterday. You won't think about it for months, then something jogs a memory and you're chuckling away to yourself like a loon at some mad memory.
We almost f-ed it up before we even left L'pool. Short of holidays, we had to go out the day trip. So we're at Speke handy for I think an 8 AM or so flight. And our mate Ste, who had the tickets, is sorting them out and throws this envelope the bin and we go for a bevvie. Two the lads go the bar and me and Ste are sitting down when he's like 'Oh *****!' and shoots past me doing his best Usain Bolt impression ..... The divvy had only gone and webbed the match tickets the bin! Having got over that scare (and ripped the beaut to F!), we're waiting to board the plane and there's L'pool's 'keeper Chris Kirkland in line in front. Turns out he and Rafa weren't even speaking by this point and Benitez had been a complete ***** and barred him from the club flight. So he was paying his own way out on a normal flight! Remember being made up that they stamped the passi at the airport with 'Istanbul Final 2005.' Never throwing that passport out. We landed the Asian side the Bosphorus like so many others. Which I just love. 50,000 or so Scousers all the way to another freaking Continent for a European Cup final! Only Utd and maybe the two Glasgow clubs could match that support the World over.
Fell a kip the long bus ride into Istanbul, to be woken by the bus absolutely rocking as we entered the City with all these Turks dinner time stood in awe at these busses full of mad Scousers banging the bus and singing like loons. Taksim Square was just a sea of red with flags draped everywhere. Ale and songs going. A massive Liverpudlian party the locals were joining the longer the afternoon went and they knocked off work. Remember a couple of BBC Radio guys, Colin Murray and DJ Spoony, there as fans absolutely wrecked with Murray tipping ale over his mates head and Spoony going nuts lol. They had these buses going up the ground which the driver said was 20 minutes ..... 3 ******* hours that took. We'd of got more ale if we'd known lol. They'd just literally finished this one access road to the Ataturk the week before and you'd got what seemed every frigging bus and taxi in Istanbul going there! (Sidenote- Never seen as many yellow cabs outside of New York as every time I've been Istanbul. And you take your life in your hands getting in one! It's madder than driving in Italy!). But it was a singing, dancing carnival all the way up. Lads packed into boots of taxis. No space spared! The driver our bus opening the door passing me his metal ticket box which I thought he just wanted emptying out which I did .... 'No, you bang and start song!' Is rite lad. Seemed impolite to not so as he asked! I remember coming to a stop on a corner, and all these lads piling out this taxi at the side the road and their well ****** up mate getting out with a massive grin ..... and this massive wet patch down the front of his khaki shorts the dirty blert lol. When the lads the video reference it being like the surface of the moon, it literally was. All these hills of red clay. We ended up jumping off the bus and walking the last half hour or so. It must have looked like a heard of locusts coming in the distance to this weird frigging ground in the middle of nowhere lol.
It was bedlam outside and they just opened up these gates and ushered everyone through. To this day my ticket is completely intact and unchecked. We were famished by this point and there's just this one little stand which everyone cramming round and this little Turkish fella' is running backwards and forwards shouting 'No food! No food!' So I'm look 'F this' and I'm hanging over grabbing all these bread rolls and passing them back as me mate pulls me back up as this Turkish guy come charging with a frigging meat cleaver waving above his head. Just surreal madness. Like we only want some ******* scran mate! We was to the left of the goal. Seating only ever really comes into it finals. Most Euro aways it's like an unwritten law that you stand where yers want. Which always amuses me when someone who doesn't know that try's to actually take their allotted seat but I digress .....
Then the match started and the most rollercoaster 120 minutes you could imagine. One minute you're absolutely bouncing, then Maldini puts Milan 1 up in the first minute. Then as you're going nuts at a stonewall handball in front of you and no penalty, Milan break the other end and it's 2. Then you're just stunned silent. Kaka completely and utterly taking the ****. And they add a third before the break and you're fearing a real walloping. Half time we literally never moved. A couple the lads went vainly looking for food in the hope the mad meat clever guy had finally calmed down. But the rest of us just stood there. Nobody spoke. Yer moby going nuts in yer pocket with Blues texting skitting the **** out of yer. All that was running through my mind was all the Evertonians and Utd fans laughing their ***** off back home watching L'pool getting a thorough doing the biggest game of all. Remember the Milan end unfurled this massive flag that covered them all. 'FORZA MILAN' And they literally stayed under it all HT. Then this defiant YNWA started. And it got louder and louder. WE must have had two-thirds that stadium and everyone is belting it out. Not in any expectation of what was to follow. More '**** this! We're L'pool and we're with our lads to the end!'
People like to give Gerrard all the glory for the comeback. But honest to God, when he scored, nobody hardly moved. It was just pure relief that at least the scoreline would be more respectable. Then Vladi scored ..... And ******* bedlam broke out. THAT was when you really believed something was on. When Xabi got the equaliser ..... Just a cacophony of bodies. Arms and legs everywhere in utter joy. 3 down to one of the best defences ever assembled. Milan. The arch professionals. Then within 6 glorious minutes, the Reds had said 'F this ****!' and pulled it level! Absolutely unbelievable. Just unbridled ecstasy and disbelief rolled into one. I don't remember much of the rest of the game save for Dudek's 'save' from Shevchenko. To this day I don't know how he missed that. Then the pens and this tart behind me in hysterics and not being abe to get her head around the fact that I was turned watching her and not the pitch. All the way to Istanbul for the biggest game in footie and not watching the deciding kicks. But that's a long-standing superstition of mine since Rome in 1984 that I just don't watch peno's. (Jurgy knows!). Shrugs. I don't know who she was but I knew when we'd won like as she leapt into my arms and another massive scrum of ecstatic bodies went rolling down the stand. **** of a celebration that as you can imagine. First European Cup in 21 years. And this time it was ours to KEEP! 5 glorious big ones! Liverpudlian heaven.
The utter mad Turkish organisation continued back at the airport. (When we finally got there after another long mad bus and cab convey.). No planes ready. They'd put on some food in this hanger which was rammend. Remember seeing Kenny Dalglish's daughter Kelly and her brother Paul, dancing on a table, drunk as all heck, twirling scarves round their head leading more celebrations. Amazing how she recovered to do the Sky coverage of the bus tour the following evening. She must have felt like utter ***** because I know I did! LOL. Not got a clue what airline I was on coming home but it sure as heck wasn't the Monarch flight I was booked on. They just piled us onto everything. About 7 the following morning we landed back in L'pool. Raiding Smiths at Speke for every newspaper going. Me cousin picked us up and dropping everyone off. Then when he's back at ours, he's like looking at the back at all this red clay in his car like 'WTF?' ..... Yer, let me tell yers about the time all these Scousers went walking over moon rock Davie lad to get to this mad ground in this City by the Bosphorus to see the Reds bring arl Big Ears home for good.....
Istanbul was at the time my 4th European final watching L'pool. 3 of them in the big tourney. And I have no doubt they'll be MANY more European finals with this football club before I'm through. It's what we specialise in like no other in this Country. But they'll never be another as utterly mad and brilliant that will pull your emotions in a million different directions and back as the 25th May, 2005. The single best 24 hour period of my life. The single best European Cup Final of all time.
Memory's like that money just can not buy.
Is it the qualifier yet ..... ?
[video=youtube;mDLSu8VZ8G8]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mDLSu8VZ8G8[/video]
God. 12 years ago today. And the memory's are as fresh as if it was yesterday. You won't think about it for months, then something jogs a memory and you're chuckling away to yourself like a loon at some mad memory.
We almost f-ed it up before we even left L'pool. Short of holidays, we had to go out the day trip. So we're at Speke handy for I think an 8 AM or so flight. And our mate Ste, who had the tickets, is sorting them out and throws this envelope the bin and we go for a bevvie. Two the lads go the bar and me and Ste are sitting down when he's like 'Oh *****!' and shoots past me doing his best Usain Bolt impression ..... The divvy had only gone and webbed the match tickets the bin! Having got over that scare (and ripped the beaut to F!), we're waiting to board the plane and there's L'pool's 'keeper Chris Kirkland in line in front. Turns out he and Rafa weren't even speaking by this point and Benitez had been a complete ***** and barred him from the club flight. So he was paying his own way out on a normal flight! Remember being made up that they stamped the passi at the airport with 'Istanbul Final 2005.' Never throwing that passport out. We landed the Asian side the Bosphorus like so many others. Which I just love. 50,000 or so Scousers all the way to another freaking Continent for a European Cup final! Only Utd and maybe the two Glasgow clubs could match that support the World over.
Fell a kip the long bus ride into Istanbul, to be woken by the bus absolutely rocking as we entered the City with all these Turks dinner time stood in awe at these busses full of mad Scousers banging the bus and singing like loons. Taksim Square was just a sea of red with flags draped everywhere. Ale and songs going. A massive Liverpudlian party the locals were joining the longer the afternoon went and they knocked off work. Remember a couple of BBC Radio guys, Colin Murray and DJ Spoony, there as fans absolutely wrecked with Murray tipping ale over his mates head and Spoony going nuts lol. They had these buses going up the ground which the driver said was 20 minutes ..... 3 ******* hours that took. We'd of got more ale if we'd known lol. They'd just literally finished this one access road to the Ataturk the week before and you'd got what seemed every frigging bus and taxi in Istanbul going there! (Sidenote- Never seen as many yellow cabs outside of New York as every time I've been Istanbul. And you take your life in your hands getting in one! It's madder than driving in Italy!). But it was a singing, dancing carnival all the way up. Lads packed into boots of taxis. No space spared! The driver our bus opening the door passing me his metal ticket box which I thought he just wanted emptying out which I did .... 'No, you bang and start song!' Is rite lad. Seemed impolite to not so as he asked! I remember coming to a stop on a corner, and all these lads piling out this taxi at the side the road and their well ****** up mate getting out with a massive grin ..... and this massive wet patch down the front of his khaki shorts the dirty blert lol. When the lads the video reference it being like the surface of the moon, it literally was. All these hills of red clay. We ended up jumping off the bus and walking the last half hour or so. It must have looked like a heard of locusts coming in the distance to this weird frigging ground in the middle of nowhere lol.
It was bedlam outside and they just opened up these gates and ushered everyone through. To this day my ticket is completely intact and unchecked. We were famished by this point and there's just this one little stand which everyone cramming round and this little Turkish fella' is running backwards and forwards shouting 'No food! No food!' So I'm look 'F this' and I'm hanging over grabbing all these bread rolls and passing them back as me mate pulls me back up as this Turkish guy come charging with a frigging meat cleaver waving above his head. Just surreal madness. Like we only want some ******* scran mate! We was to the left of the goal. Seating only ever really comes into it finals. Most Euro aways it's like an unwritten law that you stand where yers want. Which always amuses me when someone who doesn't know that try's to actually take their allotted seat but I digress .....
Then the match started and the most rollercoaster 120 minutes you could imagine. One minute you're absolutely bouncing, then Maldini puts Milan 1 up in the first minute. Then as you're going nuts at a stonewall handball in front of you and no penalty, Milan break the other end and it's 2. Then you're just stunned silent. Kaka completely and utterly taking the ****. And they add a third before the break and you're fearing a real walloping. Half time we literally never moved. A couple the lads went vainly looking for food in the hope the mad meat clever guy had finally calmed down. But the rest of us just stood there. Nobody spoke. Yer moby going nuts in yer pocket with Blues texting skitting the **** out of yer. All that was running through my mind was all the Evertonians and Utd fans laughing their ***** off back home watching L'pool getting a thorough doing the biggest game of all. Remember the Milan end unfurled this massive flag that covered them all. 'FORZA MILAN' And they literally stayed under it all HT. Then this defiant YNWA started. And it got louder and louder. WE must have had two-thirds that stadium and everyone is belting it out. Not in any expectation of what was to follow. More '**** this! We're L'pool and we're with our lads to the end!'
People like to give Gerrard all the glory for the comeback. But honest to God, when he scored, nobody hardly moved. It was just pure relief that at least the scoreline would be more respectable. Then Vladi scored ..... And ******* bedlam broke out. THAT was when you really believed something was on. When Xabi got the equaliser ..... Just a cacophony of bodies. Arms and legs everywhere in utter joy. 3 down to one of the best defences ever assembled. Milan. The arch professionals. Then within 6 glorious minutes, the Reds had said 'F this ****!' and pulled it level! Absolutely unbelievable. Just unbridled ecstasy and disbelief rolled into one. I don't remember much of the rest of the game save for Dudek's 'save' from Shevchenko. To this day I don't know how he missed that. Then the pens and this tart behind me in hysterics and not being abe to get her head around the fact that I was turned watching her and not the pitch. All the way to Istanbul for the biggest game in footie and not watching the deciding kicks. But that's a long-standing superstition of mine since Rome in 1984 that I just don't watch peno's. (Jurgy knows!). Shrugs. I don't know who she was but I knew when we'd won like as she leapt into my arms and another massive scrum of ecstatic bodies went rolling down the stand. **** of a celebration that as you can imagine. First European Cup in 21 years. And this time it was ours to KEEP! 5 glorious big ones! Liverpudlian heaven.
The utter mad Turkish organisation continued back at the airport. (When we finally got there after another long mad bus and cab convey.). No planes ready. They'd put on some food in this hanger which was rammend. Remember seeing Kenny Dalglish's daughter Kelly and her brother Paul, dancing on a table, drunk as all heck, twirling scarves round their head leading more celebrations. Amazing how she recovered to do the Sky coverage of the bus tour the following evening. She must have felt like utter ***** because I know I did! LOL. Not got a clue what airline I was on coming home but it sure as heck wasn't the Monarch flight I was booked on. They just piled us onto everything. About 7 the following morning we landed back in L'pool. Raiding Smiths at Speke for every newspaper going. Me cousin picked us up and dropping everyone off. Then when he's back at ours, he's like looking at the back at all this red clay in his car like 'WTF?' ..... Yer, let me tell yers about the time all these Scousers went walking over moon rock Davie lad to get to this mad ground in this City by the Bosphorus to see the Reds bring arl Big Ears home for good.....
Istanbul was at the time my 4th European final watching L'pool. 3 of them in the big tourney. And I have no doubt they'll be MANY more European finals with this football club before I'm through. It's what we specialise in like no other in this Country. But they'll never be another as utterly mad and brilliant that will pull your emotions in a million different directions and back as the 25th May, 2005. The single best 24 hour period of my life. The single best European Cup Final of all time.
Memory's like that money just can not buy.
Is it the qualifier yet ..... ?
[video=youtube;mDLSu8VZ8G8]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mDLSu8VZ8G8[/video]
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my god that took some reading good story tho
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And I deleted some when I quickly read it back for being too long. XD.
There's days. And then there's Istanbul days.
They make everything else worthwhile.
Mad to think that's 12 years ago.
should have left it as is mate love your post shows how much you love your club nowt wrong with that
The thing about Stambul that I remember the most, other than actual match, is Carragher screaming at Dudek right before the pens, for what seemed like 5 minutes. Carragher looked like mass murderer, all red on his face and obviously furious. I still wonder what that was about.
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It was Carra that told him to do the Brucie Grobbelaar wobbly legs the shoot-out apparently that Jerzy didn't even know about. Lol.
Madder still, that was Alonso's first ever professional penalty the match. Gerrard had missed one the last league game, so Rafa announced before the game, which is even madder, Kewell and then Alonso would take one of we got one. And that lazy sack of _____ Kewell was off the pitch injured. Allegedly. As he sure as **** sprinted back on the celebrations like a mad man! He actual got booed off when he off. Forgot that. Which tells you how bad he was and how he was viewed at the time as we never do that to ANYONE during a match. No matter how bad it gets.
Some bollocks from Alonso to take his first ever penalty in the European Cup Final. And then frigging Baros nearly decapitated him after he'd levelled from the rebound lol.
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Some doco on some Scouse fella'. Looks interesting .....
Lucas Leiva - 10 Years a Red - Part One - Video Dailymotion
Lucas Leiva - 10 Years a Red - Part Two - Video Dailymotion
Lucas Leiva - 10 Years a Red - Part Three - Video Dailymotion
Lucas Leiva - 10 Years a Red - Part Four - Video Dailymotion
Lucas Leiva - 10 Years a Red - Part One - Video Dailymotion
Lucas Leiva - 10 Years a Red - Part Two - Video Dailymotion
Lucas Leiva - 10 Years a Red - Part Three - Video Dailymotion
Lucas Leiva - 10 Years a Red - Part Four - Video Dailymotion
Another image that's always in my head is Paolo celebrating. The man probably played more finals than anybody but you could see him celebrating like a youngster. I still can't get over the fact that we lost a game where we were leading 3-0 and completely dominated for 114 out of 120 minutes. Absolute madness.
Ty been looking for this.
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Yeah a Gerrard penalty would have been the icing on the cake! Personally still hope Sturridge stays, he's a classy player and person and deserves more
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Madness isn't the word. They'll never be another day like May 25, 2005. You couldn't have written it any more dramatic. I still can't explain that and the absolute roller coaster of emotions ..... You don't come back from 3 down against one of the best defences ever assembled. All that ridiculous experience right through the Milan side. You just don't. But L'pool did. What mad that even madder, is Rafa's sides aren't built for chasing games. He's exactly like Mourinho. If you need a man to set a side up and get a result, he's your guy. It won't be pretty, but he'll get it 9 times out of 10. You used to go 1 up, and you knew that was as good as game over. But if they need a different option when you go behind, you invariably have problems as they've conditioned and drilled their guys one way. Go 2 or 3 down? Forget it. Then you look at that Shevchenko miss. (Miss being the word. Dudek knew F all about it however cool he tried to be lol.). The best striker in the World at that time. You look back at that and you think fate had decreed Liverpool's name was just on the trophy that year.
It was mad and emotionally draining enough being on the winning side. I couldn't imagine what it must have been like to see it snatched away from you on the other side. Devoed wouldn't have been the word.
I mean Athens 2 years later was a role reversal where L'pool deserved the win but Inzaghi done what Inzaghi did best and Milan nicked it. But the way they both played out, I wouldn't swap Istanbul for the World.
Memories like that money just can't buy.
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LOL. Brilliant ta. Fella's boss. He must be a riot to play for. Wouldn't swap him for any other Manager the World.
All that said, he SERIOUSLY needs to sort his trabs out.
I can let the non-Adidas/ NB **** slide all things considered, but white wheels and blue jeans Jürgy lad? Yers look like a Cockney on a smart day out! Have a word with yerself! Haha.
All that said, he SERIOUSLY needs to sort his trabs out.
I can let the non-Adidas/ NB **** slide all things considered, but white wheels and blue jeans Jürgy lad? Yers look like a Cockney on a smart day out! Have a word with yerself! Haha.
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If anyone has a free morning and is interested, England U-20's final group game against the hosts South Korea in the U-20 World Cup is in half an hour: xft-england-u20-vs-korea-republic-u20-fyz380693
After both came on as subs the first game, and Ojo got 60 odd minutes the second, Ejaria pulls the start today. So if anyone happens to watch, let us know how he plays will yer please. Ta.
After both came on as subs the first game, and Ojo got 60 odd minutes the second, Ejaria pulls the start today. So if anyone happens to watch, let us know how he plays will yer please. Ta.
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Appears they both did good. Onto the knockouts.
Liverpool pair Ovie Ejaria and Sheyi Ojo help England continue their World Cup dream - Liverpool Echo
Liverpool pair Ovie Ejaria and Sheyi Ojo help England continue their World Cup dream - Liverpool Echo
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A top class Brazilian dressed up like a whopper?
Not sure when the official release date is but that shirt's been circulating a good whiles.
Hopefully, it's WELL off the mark.
Not sure when the official release date is but that shirt's been circulating a good whiles.
Hopefully, it's WELL off the mark.
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It's terrible. Bit like the Grey one of ours going round
