Liverpool Football Club plays an integral role in millions of lives around the world, and if Joel Richards reaches his 30-year-old milestone, he tells us what the club means to him.
Do you remember the first time? I wish I could do it.
A memory that should last a lifetime, a memory, a memory that you can remember and tell details of a hat every minute. The first time is a memorable occasion and a huge life event that must be viewed with preference, or in some cases, regret.
For this writer came and the first time went into a blur. Everything to this day feels like it was all noise and shapes, and there is nothing tangible to hold.
Instead, the only thing to trust is, the second -hand reports of those who were there and what they can remember.
The first time in question would take place on Saturday, August 19, 1995. At the age of three years old, I am led to believe that it was on the day my first time took place: my first visit to Anfield to see Liverpool FC play a game of club football.
As a man who likes to remember the finer details in everything he does, the fact that I can no longer remember my first time is something that annoys me mildly. I wish I could tell the sights, sounds and scents that I met on my first pilgrimage to a place that would be a second home for me.
I would also like to remember that I immediately walked through the awkward tourniquets before the slow climb climb the stairs of the long and narrow stairs, where I finally dressed the eyes on the holy green turf in the bakggleek Sunshine.
Unfortunately, I have none of them to fall back.
It also appears that I was not the only one who made my Anfield debut on that day. In the Liverpool-Line-Up that afternoon was the new signing Stan Collymore, who had joined Nottingham Forest for that summer for a then-British record transfer of £ 8.5 million.
Sixty minutes in his Anfield-Boog against Sheffield on Wednesday, the new No. 8 of the Reds in a 25-yard Wonder strike beyond owl stopper Kevin Pressman to seal a 1-0 win.
Again, I long for immediately reminder at that moment that I saw my first goal in the flesh score. All above everything that everyone who attends a football match wants to experience time and time again. Do you remember the first time? I couldn’t remember worst time …
The story goes that on my way to my Nan afterwards, I could not stop singing the name of our new alleged hero. From there it was safe to say that I was addicted and a lifelong romance that borders on obsession with a football club was born.
From bedroom posters, countless books and magazines to replica -kits through the dozen, and later thousands of pounds (and hours) spent the country and all over the world, Liverpool became a real constant in my life.
‘It has changed my life’
30 years later quickly, I make a similar trip as L4. This time I am not led by my father or uncle (s) while holding their hand from a dear life for fear of getting lost. Instead, I am only slowly moving along Queens Drive in a car that has a traffic on a Friday evening.
One thing that happens to be comparable is again: glorious sunshine in a day that is hot everywhere when another new season starts. Excitement is in abundance.
On my unnecessary long walk from where I was parked in Walton, Anfield’s expectation overcomes that great in sight still looms me even at the age of 33.
While I stroll through Stanley Park and hear the distant fever of fans singing in one of the nearby bars, there is nowhere else that I prefer to be on the planet earth now. Because I’m going to see how my team, the Champions of England, the defense of their Premier League title starts to start.
The old place has changed a lot since 1995, but it is still breathtaking. The large facelifts only in the past decade have taken the capacity of this famous old arena to 61,000, and Boy looks beautiful while I walk around.
However, it is not all sunshine and lollipops. There is a lot of sorrow in the air after the tragic loss of Diogo Jota and his brother Andre Silva in July.
Anfield is ready for all the fervor of a new campaign to again pay tribute to one of our own and our eternal No. 20 who helped us to win no. 20. In desperate times this cathedral is the perfect place to collect and remember.
That said, I still wanted to go inside and go to my chair. Clicking the buzz of the Tourniquet and allowing me in remains, just like the walk through the busy hall, hello say to the strange famous face, before the Ascension Day up the stairs and the grandstands.
I never get tired of scanning and try to take everything as well as possible. Oh, how I missed this.
The teams do not walk outside and the first return of ‘Youll Never Walk Alone’ – a song like no other that provokes so many different emotions – follows with many cracks that are considered such destructive events earlier this summer.
But if comfort can be sought, it was certainly found that the end of the night after a crazy 90 minutes that showed the best and worst of this Liverpool team.
A 4-2 victory on a handy side of Bournemouth threw unnecessary stress, but caused the only above all that the American football junkies secretly crave: a late, late winner that you send in a euphoric high that is currently nothing else compared.
While I reach this personal milestone of 30 years to support a football club, it is difficult to be brief about something that has touched and changed your life in so many ways.
From going to matches with my father, uncles and cousins ​​as a relaxed activity, I also made many friends for life through the simple act of watching a football match.
I even had the happiness to earn my love for Liverpool and football, with pride with pride earlier employment by ‘Liverpool Football Club’.
Admittedly, it has not always been just sailing and like many romances it has had a good part of the moments in which love and hatred came in large numbers.
However, I am sincerely grateful 30 years ago and the road led me down since that super Saturday afternoon. Imagine that you don’t like football?
* This is a guest article for this is Anfield by Joel Richards (@Joelrichards91).
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