I’m going to the Napoli game with my dad and he’s 82
It should defo be in The End’s “in” column in the next issue (if it was still going like)
- Going the match with ya da
Climbing up on Spion Kop Hill
I could see the red men fight
Fairclogh's running time stood still
He leaned in and grabbed me tight
He was something to observe
He came in close I heard his voice
Standing stretching every nerve
I had to listen had no choice
I could not believe the information
The scenes were beyond imagination...
My hearts going boom boom boom
"Son," he said
"To watch this team I'd fucking sell you..
Liverpool, Liverpool
Slightly relevant, I think.