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A Liverbird upon my chest

Half time came and went and soon the second half was underway... within 15 minutes of the second half an incident occurred that proved to be the main taking point for many a week. Kevin Keegan was hacked to the ground by a very ruthless challenge from behind by Johnny Giles. Kevin was furious! He quickly jumped up and thumped Billy Bremner who was standing close to him [a case of mistaken identity] Billy Bremner of course fought back. The referee that day was Jack Taylor usually quite a lenient man who used a lot of common sense on the pitch, surely he had seen the challenge from Giles and would send him off?

No! the red card was held aloft to Keegan and Bremner? As they both left the pitch in disgust [still arguing with each other] both of them threw their shirts down onto the ground. They became the first British players ever to be sent off at Wembley.

In time play resumed in this bad tempered game with the Tricky Reds just about keeping Leeds at bay, unfortunately they couldn’t hold a rampant Leeds with a header from Trevor Cherry equalising late on in the match. The ninety minutes were up with the final score stalemate at one a piece. It was normal practice for both teams to share the Charity Shield for six months in the event of a draw. Not on this occasion, a penalty shoot out would take place to decide who would be the winners.

After both teams had taken five penalties each the score five each, then up walked Jim Harvey (the Leeds goalie?) both of us looked at each other and smiled [Would the contact lenses play there part?] Up he runs… fingers crossed, arms crossed even legs crossed. YES! He had blasted his penalty wide of the goal. Everyone went ape for a couple of minutes, finally we settled down as Ian Callaghan walked up and placed the ball on the penalty spot. He turned and walked away, again everything was crossed! Up he runs, shoots GOAL?

The celebrations went off big time.

SHANKLY… SHANKLY…

Again echoed around Wembley! I don’t mind admitting that tears ran from our faces as we shouted this from the bottom of our hearts. Walking out of Wembley stadium that day was a strange feeling, we had won, but we had lost. You felt happy, yet sad.

In time Liverpool FC would move onto greater glory, that’s for another day?

A Liverbird upon my chest.

Here's a song about a football team
The greatest team you've ever seen
A team that play total Football
They've won the league, Europe and all.

A Liverbird upon my chest
We are the men, of Shankly's best
A team that plays the Liverpool way
And wins the championship in May

With Kenny Dalglish on the ball
He was the greatest of them all
And Ian Rush, four goals or two
Left Evertonians feeling blue

A Liverbird upon my chest
We are the men, of Shankly's best
A team that plays the Liverpool way
And wins the championship in May

A Liverbird upon my chest
We are the men, of Shankly's best
A team that plays the Liverpool way
And wins the championship in May

Now if you go down Goodison Way
Hard luck stories you hear each day
There's not a trophy to be seen
'Cos Liverpool have swept them clean

A Liverbird upon my chest
We are the men, of Shankly's best
A team that plays the Liverpool way
And wins the championship in May

Now on the glorious 10th of May
There's laughing reds on Wembley Way
We're full of smiles and joy and glee
It's Everton 1 and Liverpool 3

A Liverbird upon my chest
We are the men, of Shankly's best
A team that plays the Liverpool way
And wins the championship in May

Now on the 20th of May
We're laughing still on Wembley Way
Those Evertonians are feeling blue
It's Liverpool 3 and Everton 2

A Liverbird upon my chest
We are the men, of Shankly's best
A team that plays the Liverpool way
And wins the championship in May

And as we sang round Goodison Park
With crying blues all in a nark
They're probably crying still
at Liverpool 5 and Everton nil.

A Liverbird upon my chest
We are the men, of Shankly's best
A team that plays the Liverpool way
And wins the championship in May

We Remember them with pride
Those mighty reds of Shankly's side
And Kenny's boys of '88
There's never been a side so great

A Liverbird upon my chest
We are the men, of Shankly's best
A team that plays the Liverpool way
And wins the championship in May

Now back in 1965
When great Bill Shankly was alive
We're playing Leeds, the score's 1-1
When it fell to the head of Ian St John

A Liverbird upon my chest
We are the men, of Shankly's best
A team that plays the Liverpool way
And wins the championship in May

On April 15th '89
What should have been a joyous time
Ninety six Friends, we all shall miss
And all the Kopites want justice (JUSTICE!)

A Liverbird upon my chest
We are the men, of Shankly's best
A team that plays the Liverpool way
And wins the championship in May

Walk on.

Copyright - Robbie Ashcroft

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