Sports Tourists

Fucking boss point raised the other day by someone on the official forums about plastic fans like. Got the ole cogs in me swede turning.Sports tourists appear in every sport, it’s just that they appear more in football, and it is raised as an issue in football because it’s entirely tribal and passionate. Things like rugby, tennis and cricket all draw different types of fan. These sports are used to seeing daytrippers and tourists turn up for maybe one annual event and make a big party of it with the sports secondary. Things like Henman Hill, having a conga during the Ashes and chatting about life with a few other snobby rugby fans looking down on football.

Football is someone’s life as the great man once said, so don’t come with your parade of nobhead mates and girlfriends who have no clue about what this club is about or have no interest in keeping the traditions and reputation alive.
You all know exactly who I’m talking about as well, the fans who only pay attention to Henman at Wimbledon, the fans who only started to watch Rugby when England won the World Cup, and now have switched allegiance to watch the Irish or Welsh, the cricket bandwagon jumpers who ‘watch’ the Ashes and even worse the golf nobs who see players like Justin Rose and suddenly watch every major tournament. Basically they tune into the big games without showing any interest in the smaller tournaments or games, just like they turn up to Anfield for Liverpool v Arsenal/Chelsea/Everton in their jester hats and whoppa ghoulashes, scoffing their packed lunches and stuff. Can these fat bastards seriously not go without food for 2 hours?

So is it any wonder when hardened, pure blooded fans get angry? You’re ruining football and turning into another generic friendly day out. If it’s not about the football don’t bother lads.

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Merchandise and buying

Right, heard this loads of fucking times and it’s insulting to me frankly.

“Without wools/daytrippers, Liverpool couldn’t survive. They would be a mid table team”
“We need people to go to Liverworld and max their credit cards out”

Before I go into this, I should say that some people now have found this little Eden of a site I created to voice my true thought and they keep saying ‘he’s probably not from Liverpool, probably never goes the games’ like this would dismiss my arguments and boss points I make. The thing they fail to see is that they are then saying a wool or daytrippers opinions are worthless and not really to be listened to. This is the point of logic they operate from the stupid moofs, as I’m saying exactly the same fucking argument.

Anyway, back to the topic at hand (giant foam hand surely). If these beauts think that a few bits of crap made in Taiwan with a Liverbird on the side of a pencil kept us in contention they need a good public dressing down in L4 0TH. Fact is, it never. Let me point out some arguments, our money has always came from success. Our merchandise got off to a slow start and yet we still finished second under Evans just after the standing Kop was demolished. We were then still able to compete as one of the top 5 clubs in England, trying to repair a lot of mess that Souness left behind.

We spent no money really under Evans, so the prize money was building up, and was saved – must be a good £15 million at least we earned per season just in the league, then we have the league cup win, FA Cup runs and UEFA Cup runs and even the CWC run we had before it was abolished/merged by UEFA.

Then when Houllier came in he was just given a stockpile of money to buy us back to the top; he failed. So yeah, I’ll say replica shirts and maybe the stores contribute a bit but don’t fool yourself into thinking without you the club would sink. It’s only since old Tom and George came to my city with their wads of cash that we can truly compete, both off the pitch and on it. Regardless of your ‘contribution’ we still floundered behind the top teams or over the last season has your spending suddenly shot up with Robbie Fowler commemorative plates and Istanbul DVD’s. Nobs.

As for being a mid table team you can fuck right off and use your heretic lips to kiss my hairy brush of an arse. Even when the team wasn’t doing well like in the late 50’s before the great man (god rest his honourary scouse soul) arrived, we had massive attendances, made up of scouse and Irish immigrants. Practically all scousers have Irish in their ancestory now anyway, but the nouveau Irish, who all spout that they love their country, Ireland is the best thing ever and they’re all patriotic make me want to commit acts of arson upon Widnes. If your country is so fucking great and you all love each other, stop invading England via the main route of Liverpool. You love the football as much as a day out in Croke Park in your ‘funny’ St. Patrick hats. We don’t want you. Stick to rugby you meffs. No room for sports tourists here lads.

So next time you think that you’re contributing to the club by buying a £32 shirt from JJB Sports or a pencil set with a liverbird on, think about the lads to go to every home game, who actually use their credit cards for tickets, don’t buy tat but go the Hillsborough memorial service and just donate what they can afford. Good honest lad, who see their club being taken from them by the cash flashing tourists to treat Anfield like Alton Towers souvenir shops. Is it any fucking wonder you treat things like RTK and KFS like the Boston Tea Party?

Tosspots.

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Football in the public eye

Why is football now being used as a media tool to generate awareness of events unrelated to football?

Black armbands, minutes silences, minutes applause, and this is still just in its infancy. Yesterday set a precedent with Z-Cars blasting out of Anfields PA system for the death of little Rhys Jones. Now, who’s to argue against this? Of course it’s a totally tragic and unwarranted death, but the fact that he was an Everton fan doesn’t mean that the death should be highlighted at a football ground. I mean, isn’t the whole comedy factor from the blue shite ‘spot the scouser on the kop’? So, therefore cut the crap about scousers all standing together.

And then we have the quilts who think it’s ok to attribute worth to life. There are plenty of other children dying in tragic circumstances. Does a 6 year old drowning in a swimming pool have any less grief associated with it than a youngster accidentally gunned down? Then we have those who say age is a determining factor.

Well, I seem to remember 31st August 1997, the games being called off (LFC v Newcastle, which pissed me off) because of the death of one Diana. Again, media fuelled – are we know saying the size of the gesture places a pecking order on someone’s worth or right to be remembered? Or class, or time of death, or any of these insignificant details. How about we just bow down to what media and journalists want and dictate. It’s a little bit running man/rollerball for my tastes in terms of power of media. And they have everyone right where they want them, make any sort of noise or ask any sort of question to relevance and you’re shouted down by the sheep who say it’s a good idea, show some respect – they must be laughing their balls off.

Then we have the holier than thou brigade, who say a club like Liverpool should be seen to be doing this, fucking big pat on my back please for being such a loyal true fan of football.

Where was all this for Ken Bigley? National coverage again, dying in horrific circumstances and such an ambassador for Liverpool and England, his 17 year old son dying in an RTA tragically and giving away free electricity to neighbours in Baghdad. Worthy of rememberance or not?

I don’t know about anyone else, but all this just makes me uncomfortable. For example, against Charlton, Anthony Walkers parents came onto the pitch. To remember their son, who was killed as a victim of racial hatred and was an Arsenal fan. How many people heard YNWA at Highbury? Why were people asked to wear Arsenal shirts to a funeral, another idea no doubt suggested by an advisor to make the story more compelling, and to provide images worth broadcasting, to pull at Britains heartstrings which are becoming more taut.

Bottom line is, there’s a difference between deaths as a result of football (96, 39, 21), and there’s a difference between bringing tragedies into football to get recognition or a profile raise.

And to all you true feeling reds, why didn’t any of you ask where the black armbands where after the Sunderland game or start a letter/email to the club beforehand requesting their wearing at the game.

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Drink and drugs at the games

Well, Chelsea game is nearly upon us and I did eventually get a ticket from a scouser who sorted fellow brethren out. You wouldn’t mind if these people who were going were actually bothered about the game, but these are the same fans who get sorted by their ‘coroprate contacts’, or only go the match if they don’t have to make an effort to get their own tickets.

You know the ones who meet outside the ground, complete with replica kit with ‘God, 9’ on their back and liverpool tattoos on their arm, all on their annual viist to Anfield. Only arsed about going if a ticket is handed to them – fuck sitting on online sales since 6:00am pressing refresh, or sitting on phones in work scared in case your boss runs through the month end phone bill or comes in the office to hear you booking a ticket for the match.

And the mulling around the local bars with pissed up tourists, you know the group of Scandinavians who sit at the back of the pub singing one line of one song over and over again. Singing Luis Garcia, he drinks Sangria…..fucking 67 times – you’d think they have the decency to learn the right words…..!!!! :@

Let’s get one thing straight, there is a difference between having a few scoops with your mates before the game and talking about the football, but this is not what happens anymore. People fit the football in between their ‘Hollyoaks’ lifestyle, stumbling from the boozers with 15 minutes to go, eyes like piss holes in the snow barely able to focus, and you ask what is the fucking point? But hey, let’s stand on the kop and spark up a joint as well ‘cos I’m well ‘ard me mate. Which then asks the question, how are they going to enforce a smoking ban, when people have been actively smoking weed, just in front of the adult/child section with no reprimand.

They don’t see the game, and would be better to stay in the bar and carry on with their ‘session’, occassionally going the toilets to have a ‘pick me up’ line of beak off the rancid radiators or bog cistern. If you don’t think it goes on either, you’re already in the camp labelled ‘naive’. What is it straight after the game? Back to the local for a discussion about the game and euphoric or disappointment feelings? Is it fuck, straight in the bar, 3 pints please, quick pick-me-up after sitting for two hours through that shite, then talk about getting taxis into town with a bunch of wools or OOT’s to complete the magical experience and go down places like Slater Street, where you can fit right in with other posing beauts.

And that’s why Athens was such a fucking disgrace, tanked up beauts, stoned or hyped up on ‘bags of brown’, causing violence and shit. All the bandwagon jumpers since 2001 and then 2005. And yes, I’m including the stay away locals since 1996 in that as well, who decided to come out the woodwork and think they should automatically go the final because it’s their local club, despite cutting their connection years ago.

However, being a local I can fully understand why you wanted to stay away in the first place. Not wanting to sit next to some whoppa called Chelsea or Lewis in the actual stadium, with their Bulgaria flag and red perm comedy wigs. Instead, stay with your mates in the pub who couldn’t get a ticket even though they were stood next to you on the Kop during Souness when all these soccer am blurts where appreciating the Mancs midfield and drooling over them instead.

If you want to get totally loaded and do glamour drugs, so you feel like a ‘Hollyoaks’ or ‘Shameless’ lifestyle, then do it – just don’t waste a ticket for a proper fan who will appreciate it more.

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