Matchday: Liverpool (h), King Kev and ****s

Okay, I'm going to start with a small anecdote.

I was in the Milburn for that match in a, in a ticket.

The press box was very, very full, oversubscribed.

So I did the noble thing, Chris, and, uh, I, I took myself out of it and, and sat in my seat.

Very enjoyable, and I'm going to paint a picture for you-

Did you have some pints or?

No, didn't have any pints.

I'm going to paint a picture for you, but with words.

There was a fella not too far away from me.

He had gray hair.

He was wearing a black hoodie.

And in the moments before kickoff, when the whole stadium was singing Walking in a Keegan Wonderland, this man stood in front of me.

He was choking on the words of that song, and he was weeping quietly.

It was a kind of beautiful moment.

I had tears in my eyes too.

Five minutes later, about five minutes, the same fella in the gray hair and the-

And the lettuce had gone

... with the, with the black hoodie.

I can't use the word that he was using, but it's co-

He wasn't the only person using it, though.

No, no. It's commonly referred to in the English language as the C word.

And he was belting that word out at the top of his voice, occasionally interspersing it with the word rat.

And I mean, it wasn't poetic.

You can't describe it as poetic, but it was sort of, okay, this is football.

And it was a very interesting intersection between I've written down legend and legacy.