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Bill Shankly and my dad


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Talking to my dad about the takeover and how Tom Hicks wants to get involved with the fans etc etc, we got talking about Shankly.

 

My mum turned to my dad and said "Remember when he sold you them tickets".

 

It transpires that my dad (in the 60's) went to Anfield to buy some tickets (for a match he cannot remember), and went to the Ticket Office (it used to be a small thing under the Main Stand back then). Anyway as my dad gets to the front, who serves him ? Only Bill Shankly.

 

That's it.

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Bill Shankly patted my Dad on the back and thanked him for getting all the fans to some foreign land (he used to organise all the European trips)

 

That's it.

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I went to uni with Bob Paisley's great niece and she had no idea who he was.

 

That's it.

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my mum and her mate used to give out Soccerbus flyers on the Kop

 

Shankly once showed them both around the trophy room

 

You forgot the customary.......That's it.....at the end :rolleyes:

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My brother claims to have met Shankly in Tranmere's Trophy room. Shanks came up to him as he was wandering about and said, "This is nice here but if you ever wanna see a truly great trophy room you should go to Goodison. It's got a fine marble floor, beautiful chestnut cabinets, always wonderfully polished, and magnificent paintings on the walls... "

 

"Nay trophies mind". :D

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A mate of mine grew up in Liverpool in the early seventies. He was on the under 12s school football team. During one game he was looking for his dad on the sideline and he saw Bill Shankly watching the game. At half-time Shankly walked over to them and gave some advice. The following week he turned upa gain and after a couple of weeks he started appearing at their training sessions. This went on for the rest of the year.

 

One day my mate was having his tea. There was a knock at the door. His mother went to answer it. She came back in and said there was someone at the door for him. He went out and Shankly was standing there. He asked where they all were. My mate apologised but said since school was finished for the summer they'd stopped training. Shankly apparently said something about dedication and walked off and they never saw him again.

 

I've thought about this story alot over the years. This happened after he'd left Liverpool. On one hand it demonstrates his absolute dedication and love for the game/people. But it also speaks of a very lonely individual who had lost his purpose. I find that terribly sad.

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I've met Michael Owen's sister Lesley as I know Richie Partridge quite well.

 

I've had a few drinks with Aldo and Houghton in Reynards one night. Aldo is a madman.

 

I made a holy show out of mark kennedy one night. I had blagged my way into some vip section of some bar in manchester when he was at citeh. He was there with Jeff Whitley and was givin it large shouting all around the place in a really back Liam Gallagher accent. I just said to him "What are you talking like that for your from blanch" His face went all red, Whitley p155ed himself laughin. On the plus side he did buy me a drink but I left after two minutes due to him being a t**t.

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I met Billy Liddell around 1968 when he was Bursar of the Liverpool University Guild of Undergraduates. He sold me my life membership card, which cost the grand sum of £5.

 

I lost the membership card years ago, but then nowadays I don't want to consort with dodgy students and I don't think they would be too keen on me either. ;)

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A mate of mine played for Oxford city. He went in one night whilst he got changed to go out, his Mum shouted down the stairs, 'Stephen there's a message on the phone, some geezer called Bobby Moore about the match on saturday'.

 

He was Steve's manager at Oxford, his mum had never heard of him. :ohmy:

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I used to live near Alder Hey Hospital, when one day I went over the shops, get some sweeties, & Bill was standing there, I said hello Mr Shankly,

Good afternoon young man he said! he was waiting for his wife who was in the shop. We talked for a minute or two cant remember it all, as I was going, he said can ye kick a ball laddie, (my eyes buldged I thought Yes). Yes Mr Shankly, I well you will be Ok!! Bye :(

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I went to uni with Bob Paisley's great niece and she had no idea who he was.

 

That's it.

So how did you know that she was Bob Paisley's great niece?

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Adam Murray once bought me a pint on the proviso that I "f*** off and leave me alone".

 

Me and my mate were trying to get him off the waggon after his well publicised drinking problems. "Go on Adam... one won't hurt... we're buying".... "Do you want a whiskey in that coke... just a single... no doubles...."

 

 

And George Burley was always seen out and about in town... usually trying to chat up birds far younger than himself. He was also never one to turn down a drink, so in one bar in town where there was loads of half drunk bottles of lager, we just kept on passing them to Burley who kept on drinking them.

 

That's it!

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I once played centre mid against Alan Hansen's son and I was magnificent - urged on by the presence of the then Liverpool captain - and got subbed with ten to go. As I walked off Hansen said: "Well played, lad, you were great."

 

That's it.

 

When I say "it" I mean the greatest moment of my life. Until Hansen started w***ing off Michael Carrick and I realised he couldn't spot a centre mid to save his life.

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I was in the Kop the day Shanks was there. A buzz went around that The Great Man was amongst us. I pushed my way over to where all the heads had turned and there he was...just getting lifted off his feet by the crowd.

 

He'd apparently said he'd have to get back to the dressing rooms now (having had a chat and sung a song or two) as it was only 15 minutes before kick-off. So they/we passed him down to the front over our heads. He looked a bit disshevelled by the time he got there and walked around the edge of the pitch waving back up as he went.

 

I remember Emlyn Hughes saying years later that he'd walked in with 10 minutes to go and they'd asked him where he's been. He said he'd been with the boys on The Kop.

 

What a guy.

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I once played centre mid against Alan Hansen's son and I was magnificent - urged on by the presence of the then Liverpool captain - and got subbed with ten to go. As I walked off Hansen said: "Well played, lad, you were great."

 

That's it.

 

When I say "it" I mean the greatest moment of my life. Until Hansen started w***ing off Michael Carrick and I realised he couldn't spot a centre mid to save his life.

 

 

all your illusions shatterd.

 

Hansen often played snooker in the club where I played/worked as a youngster. He once commented on how splendidly I had cleaned and ironed the tables.

 

that's it.

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i met Sean Dundee & Danny Murphy in the bar of the main stand at Filbert St before we played them in 1998. Congratulated Sean on making his Anfield debut a few nights before - he said 'thanks'.

 

:yes:

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I met Tom Finney a couple of years back when I was working in Preston. I rang my (then) bird who was a Glam and told her. She wasn't impressed, as she'd just walked past David Bellion :blink:

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