I'll tell you something about cheating Yorky mate.... Bill Shankly, Bob Paisley, Kevin Keegan, Kenny Dalglish, they all cheated me.
The first great team of my life time broke up, but I was too young to worry and Bill soon had his second great team in place.
But then Bill retired, and I thought the sky had caved in on me.
But Bob came along and everything was okay.
Then KK walked away, and I thought well, that's that, end of.
But KK (King Kenny) came along and everything was still okay.
Then Bob walked, and I thought, that's it, defo, finished, done.
But Dalglish came along in a new guise and everything remained okay.
Then Kenny walked, and I thought "Oh no. oh no. That's it. We're fuc..... now hang on. Hang on, Knobhead. Calm down. Stop flapping. You've seen it all before. We go on. We go on winning games and picking up trophies, no matter who's in the manager's seat or who's wearing the shirt. We are LFC."
Then Souness came along and....
Oh yes, bloody Bill, Kevin, Bob, Kenny, they turned me into the fool that even believed we'd be okay again when G&H rode into town!
PS... The telepathic tests were on Granda Reports with that auld baldy fella Bob Greaves.
Tosh and KK took turns of holding up cards with shapes on them - squares, circles, stars, etc - while the other guessed what shape was on the card.
I don't think they got one right, but it was hilarious.
And great stuff from you yet again Yorky.
You really should write a book mate. You never fail to remind me why I became a Red and why this club of our's is so special.
I had a patch sowed on a denim jacket back then - (Ha. Remember them) - woeful drawing of Keegan's face and bubble head, with DYNAMITE! written underneath it.
Awful bloody thing, but it about summed the man up.
Bottler my arse.
Does anyone remember the goal he scored with the back of his head?
I can't remember the game, but he was bouncing round back to goal, with the ball pinging round in a ruck of players. Boots were flying, but KK launched himself through the crowd dead low, diving backwards and stooping, and he stuck the ball in with the back of his napper. Brilliant.
And I loved it, absolutely loved it when he had the bollacks to stand up to Fergie and chin Billy Bremner - best right cross he ever made.