by supersub » Thu Jul 24, 2003 11:33 pm
Be wary what cheesey says,he speak with forked tongue.
kennys mate I enjoy writing about Liverpool and it has crossed my mind to write about some players.I've mentioned a few players in the past i.e.John Barnes and David Fairclough.I will do some of my heroes,not necessarily superstars,but players I felt made me want to go to matches or gave me a day I'll never forget.
My first hero was a player who made me hungry to go to Liverpool matches week after week,nagging my dad or my uncle constantly.Alun Evans took over the no.8 shirt that 'Sir' Roger Hunt had worn for the last ten seasons.I too wore the no.8 shirt in honour of the great man but here was a young kid that looked just like me.Older kids in the street would call me 'Alun Evans' jokingly.So it was fitting when I went to watch the first home game of the season 1970/71 Evans netted 2 goals.He scored again when I went back two weeks later and again at my first Man.Utd. game.Evans then scored the winning goal in my next 3 games.I had become a hero in my street,yes it was me that had brought good fortune on a player who had struggled to impress,after signing for Liverpool as the most expensive teenager in English football.
Then disaster,Alun Evans was out of the side.He was injured I thought but years later I heard He had been caught up in a nightclub brawl and had his face slashed.Still I had the Liverpool bug in me and I went to as many games as my dad/uncle would allow.When he came back from his lay-off,boy did he come back.Bayern Munich arrived at Anfield,this was my first ever European game and my hero Alun Evans was back in the team.That night he ran the great Franz Beckenbauer wragged and promptly scored an unforgettable hat-trick in a 3-0 victory.This season was turning out to be fantastic for such an impressionable kid like me.What more could the season have left to fill me with such delight.F.A. Cup Semi-Final day arrived and my uncle took me off to Old Trafford to watch us beat Everton 2-1 with Alun Evans scoring the equaliser.When the crowd sang his name I felt they were singing about me.Sadly he never went on to achieve the expectations afforded him and was sold on to Aston Villa.My no.8 shirt was retired in 1971 and replaced by a new no.7 shirt as worn by Kevin Keegan..............and that is another story.
THERE'S A GREAT BIG BEAUTIFUL TOMORROW SHINING AT THE END OF EVERY DAY.
THERE'S A GREAT BIG BEAUTIFUL TOMORROW AND TOMORROW IS JUST A DREAM AWAY.