Frankly My Dear, I Don't Give a Damn

I'm tired of hearing it. 

"Liverfools", "Loserpool", "Red Shite". 

I'm sick of you people asking me "why do you STILL support them, they're terrible."

Are you telling me your wife/girlfriend will remain hot forever? Will you stop loving them?

Will your mother be able to take care of you for life? Will you abandon her?

At some point in the next 15 years, will that dog of yours be able to fetch that stick? Will you put him to sleep?

No. I am not that type of person.

I fell in love with this team when I was a little kid, and I still love them. This. Will. Never . Change.

You telling me that they are shit, or they will never win a title is NOT going to change that.

United fans years before Fergie, never dreamed of this success.

Arsenal fans may have felt it was the end of the world when Fabregas and Nasri said their goodbyes.

Chelsea  never won a champions league before last year. 

Manchester City had not won a title in 44 years. 

Can you imagine a 44 year old man, supporting a team who never in his lifetime won a Premier League title?

But things change, teams improve, just as teams break down.

If I dont see them win for the next 15 years, the 16th year when they finally do get that Trophy, it will be worth the wait and I will celebrate like there's no tomorrow

So if you honestly think I'm wasting my time, or Liverpool sucks...

Frankly My Dear, I Don't Give a Damn

It's Time

Enough Already!

A story ...

Let me tell you a story.

A story full of emotion, full of passion, full of devotion.

It is a love story larger than life, larger than any love story you have ever heard of and will ever hear.

Let me tell you the story, like no other.

It is not your average boy meets girl, if you were looking for that please turn away now. This is for those who fall in love, not with a person but a notion.

Once upon a time, there a few men, passionate about their sport... they played for the love of it, they played for life itself. These men grew from nothing...to something. They found a home, they found someone to love them... and then they became a part of something bigger.

These 11 men became 22, 44... 66.. Generations of men, who started off the same way, became something, found shelter in the same house, the same academy.

Generations of men who were successful, who then became famous. And we fell in love.

Today, I’ll tell you the love story of a Liverpool supporter.

It all starts with one game.

One game that makes you fall in love. One player, one ball hitting the back of the net and you are captivated. 

Success draws you in, you begin to grow passion. You laugh with them, you cry with them. You are infatuated.

And then things go wrong.

The success disappears, that one moment of glory never comes... the tears are real, the pain is real. People desert you... people mock you. You cry out in despair but that feeling of devotion goes no where...

This is a story where infatuation turns to love... not in one glorious moment but all the little moments of pain where you didn’t care. You promise you would stick by them forever.

This is true love.

You felt the frustration, you felt the anguish... but you never turn your back on them. Tell me people, isn;t this true love? You’ll Never Walk Alone...

Through thick and thin, in sickness and health.

See that storm ahead? We’ll walk with you through it...

 It doesn’t matter how many year’s things didn’t go right. We’ll walk with you.

And you’ll NEVER walk alone, remember that.

This is  love that speaks volumes in its silence... 

This is a story of a club called Liverpool.

This is a story of the fans.

This is my love story.

And I know, we’ll never walk alone.

A letter to all you United fans

   

 Dear Red Devils,

I'm sorry to break it to you, but some of you are the worst excuse for football fans.
Without bias, in all honesty, some of you need to "reflect" upon your status.

You scream Van Persie's name today, yet two years ago you thought him useless.

You accuse others of being "one man teams", yet all you do is pass to RVP.

You say United forever, but can't name 11 players in the team.

You say you have legends, but do you even know who Cantona is?

You claim to LOVE football spirit but you still mock the victims of the Hillsborough disaster.

All you know to sing is "Glory Glory Man United", dear fan, football isn't all about glory.

Come on  now, tell me who was your manager before Ferguson?

What is Nani's full name?

Hey do you remember what was the best come back of all time?
No, it wasn't Manchester United in 2012.

Do you know where Rooney is originally from?
Heard of this place called Everton?

You wear that shirt on your back, with his name,
the same one you'll burn tomorrow if he leaves for, say,  Liverpool.

You call other teams names, you say they suck, do you see the effort the players put into each match?

Have you watched a game where  United hasn't played?

You will always say Ronaldo is better than Messi, but have you seen Messi play?

Do you know that you are the most hated club in the world?
 And say what you might, it is NOT because we are jealous of your success, because as far as I know, Barcelona is more succesful and very few "hate" them.

You say you'll are champions of the "World"
but do you know that the world has more countries other than "England"?

Mock us, insult us all you want... we still hold pride in know who really are the true fans.

  Sincerely,

             Those who support Liverpool, Arsenal, Tottenham, Everton, etc.etc.