I was 4 when my grandad took me to my first match. I remember him telling me to go to the back ( Annie Road) and climb on the fence with the other lads to see over the crowd.
That was the timber rails that the corrugated tin was nailed to. Can’t remember who we played that day, just remember we won by the mood.
Was always intrigued by the Danny Blanchflower advert on the Shredded Wheat box, so always looked for the spurs scores. When I was old enough to go on my own, I never missed a Liverpool v Spurs game for years. Think we went 67 games at Anfield before spurs got a win. Always hoped that record would last for ever😊 That was in 1956 by the way.
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