Strange what happened to that club.
In 1985 and 1986 they were one of the best teams to ever come out of Britain, and easily the best team in Europe. They would have won the European Cup with skates on.
Now, they are an ogre. Foul and unlovable, with a heart turned black with bitterness.
Like the picture of Dorian Gray, as one footballing face of Liverpool becomes more handsome, the other becomes more ugly.
Perhaps Everton is the price the city must pay to have LFC.
Parents in Coventry, Bristol, Stoke, and Blackpool, will have to hide their children when they come to town.