when football was a sport, no tattoos, few beards, no diving, no silly football kits ruined by advertisements, proper atmosphere, no saudi or russian billionaire owners, no taking the knee or discussing whos cat got kicked or who insulted someone on social media, success not confined to few clubs cos they were stinking rich, every season unique, great commentary, players able to pass the ball properly instead of todays overpaid lot who give the ballaway cheaply, no overpaid premadonnas then either, proper music in them days to, also no covid panic and lockdowns cos they want to save your 89 year old granny. simpler times and more fun, thank god for these videos. also no woman commentators either.
At the video time of 7:24 minutes: This was one of the best No 1 records of 1972 Lieutenant Pigeon - Mouldy Old Dough. I loved this record and relationship to the times and places which I inhabited and from whence I came and recalled. Chart music of the day, especially in the UK and EU encompassed a cross-section of different genres which was exposed to the public, applauded and ingratiated in everyday conversations. Today, especially in the US, segregation of music, (and sometimes its people) is the cacophonic strident scratching, subsequently subjugating savagery which soothes not the serene soul.
when football was a sport, no tattoos, few beards, no diving, no silly football kits ruined by advertisements, proper atmosphere, no saudi or russian billionaire owners, no taking the knee or discussing whos cat got kicked or who insulted someone on social media, success not confined to few clubs cos they were stinking rich, every season unique, great commentary, players able to pass the ball properly instead of todays overpaid lot who give the ballaway cheaply, no overpaid premadonnas then either, proper music in them days to, also no covid panic and lockdowns cos they want to save your 89 year old granny. simpler times and more fun, thank god for these videos. also no woman commentators either.
I bet you're fun at parties.
At the video time of 7:24 minutes: This was one of the best No 1 records of 1972 Lieutenant Pigeon - Mouldy Old Dough. I loved this record and relationship to the times and places which I inhabited and from whence I came and recalled. Chart music of the day, especially in the UK and EU encompassed a cross-section of different genres which was exposed to the public, applauded and ingratiated in everyday conversations.
Today, especially in the US, segregation of music, (and sometimes its people) is the cacophonic strident scratching, subsequently subjugating savagery which soothes not the serene soul.
What a goal from Chopper Harris on 3:24.
Cherub Harris you mean, he played like an angel
Ev1 goes on about these foreign managers yet look at Scottish managers records of shankly then ferguson
What's the name of the song at the beginning of the Liverpool/ Man City game after a few mins?
its a gary glitter one...
Clough left in 1973... It is Rock n Roll part 1 I think.
lfc class is Permanent!
two words for shanks: Luca Toni
St. James Park was like a dilapidated mill.
Still I’d take a Newcastle playing in a leaky factory with players hired from the local pub over the one owned by Saudi warmongers any day.
6:00
alan clarke was the best forward in the seventies apart from Keegan
Dalglish?
Who said all Ron Harris could do was kick people?!
I agree, FlaviusConstantius. What a great shot he hit there!
St James Park was shit hole those days :P
@bordaz1 LOL