My story is pretty much like most of them here,
My dad is a red his dad was..ect....
I do think it strange considering My elder brother (1st born) Turned out to be a blue, where as I Became a red, I say that as though I had a choice but I didnt, as far as Iam concerned I was born a red and shall proudly die a red too.
I was born in Fazacaly (sp) hostpital in Liverpool, Lived in Scotland road for my early years, and my first memory of knowing I surported Liverpool I was at the albert dock with my dad in 1985-86 or so,Not being a huge red or football fan at that time, and we were just walking round veiwing the sights, (alot different back then than it is now
) and My dad said to me "look son....Yan molby" Being 5-6 at the time I knew him as the guy who's sticker I had in my merlin collection and was very proud of (think it was merlin back then?) my dad being a little more excited than me seeing him, They chatted a bit and he shook my hand, gave me a smile and went off.
And then that was it, Not just Yan, but the club itself, I read as much as a kid at my age could about them, no interweb back then mostly Annuals...(geeze showing my age now).
I refused to wear blue, and anything red wasnt just red it was "Liverpool Red".
My brother tried to turn me pleanty of times but I stuck to my heart and my heart was red.
Sadly for my bro, there's only him and one uncle of mine that surport the blues......The rest of us have always been and will always be Liverpool
Some great stories here
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