One day, a loving father told his son a story. A story about the Redmen and their mighty exploits, one that captured the imagination like tales from Herodotus and Thucydides and captured the imagination like the sight of a brutal Roman army.
I wasn’t born in Crosby or Huyton. I was born in Edinburgh in...
As I write this Liverpool Football Club sit proudly at the top of the Premier League table and for want of a more suitable phrase ‘this shit just got real’.
Of course there’s a legion of old-timer Kopites who have seen all this a dozen times or more, but similarly there is a whole generation...
