I've just read this post over on General Discussion and it really angered me that some people, in this day and age can still act in such a moronic ignorant manner. It saddens me too that these people choose to call themselves Liverpool supporters.
I normally try to stay away from topics that discuss fans' behaviour in the stadium, especially as these days they seem to degenerate into a scouser/oot/wool debate. I don't get to Anfield very often as I am a supporter from overseas, but I'm not a 'daytripper' either. I do my best to sing all the songs and I never wear a jester hat . I don't think I have as much right to be there as 'Scousers' as it's Scousers, with their wit and humour that are part of the club that I love passionately.
What I have just read about, and is posted below, has NO place in decent society. I'm sure most decent supporters on here, Scouse and non-Scouse will agree too. I've also posted a link to the original thread in GD so that you can read some of the responses on there.
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Sojik
Kopite
Posts: 63
Registered: Apr 2005 posted 03 September 2007 05:01 PM
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Today I am ashamed of being a Liverpool supporter.
I flew back to England the weekend to attend the Debry game with my cousin Kelli. Now Kelli is a special girl, she's 19 and suffers from Downs Syndrome and has done all her life. As such she's not fully mentally developed as the rest of us, and though she enjoys a reasonably normal life, she's kind of stuck at the age of 4 or 5 which can frustrate her.
Now Kelli has been a Liverpool fan since she was small, as she and I have always had a strong bond, and I often looked after her from time to time to give her parents a bit of break. And as I was Liverpool fan she became one too, now she doesn't full understand the game of football, and its often quite cute watching a game with her, as she'll tell the ref off for every time he gives a foul against a Liverpool player, including the blatant offside's. But she cheers as hard as anyone whenever we score.
This past weekend was to be Kelli's first ever Live game, she's been with me to see countless rugby matches, but I'd always kept her away form football games cause the mentality and language of the crowd is very different. But her father got hold of a couple of tickets and asked if I would take her, as I'm one of the very few people she will go to a crowded place with. As some Downs syndrome suffers are aware of their condition and very much self conscious of it, and thus try to shun public places as peoples reactions to them can upset them.
Kelli and I went up the day before the game I flew home from Oslo where I currently live to Bristol on Thursday and we travelled up to Liverpool on Friday to make a weekend of it, and as one would expect from a young child Kelli was extremely excited about the whole trip for her, a life long Liverpool fan, for her it was like going to Disney Land for the first time. She was going to the home of the mighty Reds and she was so excited the smile on her face from the moment we left her father was a wonder to see. It's been a hard year for Kelli and her father having lost her mother to cancer in march. But she's battled hard,and has tried to fight her condition even harder all credit to her, to help relieve her father through things. Malcom her father took his wife's death pretty hard, and this trip was a reward for Kelli being so amazing throughout everything.
As mentioned we got to Liverpool on Friday so we could visit the official shop and buy Kelli a new jersey she's not got one of the new kit, so I treated her to a shirt with her favourite players name on it. Finnan. She thinks he's cute bless her, and in her opinion which if she is comfortable with people round her she'll tell you he's is the best player in the team, cause he never plays bad. Simple and pretty strong and valid argument really.
Now, everything was going fine, we didn't have seats in the disabled area cause well those of us who know Kelli and love her don't consider her disabled, she can walk, talk, and do the things we can, her condition has just severely limited her development into an adult, and she struggles with the vast majority of things we take for granted and learning things is very hard for her, she often forgets things taught to her only a short time a go. With all this into account for her to brave the trip away from her father, to a place full of strange people, to see her beloved reds play was a feat of courage in the extreme.
Everything was going fine until we got to Anfield basically, much like any child if you tell them something is bad and the see it or hear it happening constantly they get upset. As such Kelli's been told swearing is bad. Now we were seating in the Main Stand, and a couple of rows a head of us were 5 or 6 scouser's whose language was pretty colourful to say the least. But the excitement of the atmosphere was all Kelli was taking in at this time, it truly was a joy to see her happy again.
After the first goal the language in front of us degraded even further, so I took the time to ask the guys if they'd be so kind as to cut back on the swearing as it was now beginning to upset Kelli, she kept saying "They say bad things!"
Now as mentioned above as well I've taken Kelli to see countless rugby matches, she even came to australia with me to see the World Cup in 2003, now at a rugby match if the language is a bit naughty specially with children and ladies present all any guy has to do is say "Come on lads, kids present thats enough!" and the people responsible 99% of the time shut up and offer an apology.
Now when I asked these guys to cool it a little cause they were upsetting my cousin, and I explained she suffers from Downs, they let rip with a string of "F'in ****** , no right being here.", "F off, and take your f'in spastic wool with you!" "F you oot, are all you oot ****zers like her." And so fourth, some of which drew laughs from people within earshot. Admitedly a total of 3 other people called out "hey, thats enough!" but they in turn were meet with the same insults and jibes.
Naturally all this had Kelli in tears, she's aware of the terms people label people like her whom fight every day of their life against something they were born with. So much so she wanted to take her new shirt off there and then. I stopped her and we both left with Kelli in tears. Now this is the first time I have every left a Liverpool match early and over the years I've been to around 200 or so.
I managed to get Kelli back to our hotel crying and trembling all the way.
And we went home to Bristol on saturday, where I had explain to her father why she was still so upset.
Now it seems we missed a pretty good game, and my cousin a 15 year follower and lover of Liverpool FC was reduced to tears by a group of its own fans. Yes on the way out I informed the nearest steward whom said he'd do something about it, but nothing happened.
I've only ever been so ashamed of being a Liverpool fan once before in my life, and that was Heysel and I know all about it I was there.
I'm mature enough to understand that what happens on the field is what helps define Liverpool for me, not the behaviour of a small part of its fans. But the current trend of abusive fans not just at Liverpool matches but England too is taking our club backwards, and it pains me to say I doubt I'll ever attend a game again, when Kelli and I can sit in a pub, in a pleasant atmosphere and watch every Liverpool match in peace.
Yours a disheartened and broken Liverpool fan.
Here's the link also......
This kind of behaviour in our ground is not on........The Club need to be aware of some of the Moronic (Spelling?) support we have inside Anfield......
I normally try to stay away from topics that discuss fans' behaviour in the stadium, especially as these days they seem to degenerate into a scouser/oot/wool debate. I don't get to Anfield very often as I am a supporter from overseas, but I'm not a 'daytripper' either. I do my best to sing all the songs and I never wear a jester hat . I don't think I have as much right to be there as 'Scousers' as it's Scousers, with their wit and humour that are part of the club that I love passionately.
What I have just read about, and is posted below, has NO place in decent society. I'm sure most decent supporters on here, Scouse and non-Scouse will agree too. I've also posted a link to the original thread in GD so that you can read some of the responses on there.
********************************************
Sojik
Kopite
Posts: 63
Registered: Apr 2005 posted 03 September 2007 05:01 PM
________________________________________
Today I am ashamed of being a Liverpool supporter.
I flew back to England the weekend to attend the Debry game with my cousin Kelli. Now Kelli is a special girl, she's 19 and suffers from Downs Syndrome and has done all her life. As such she's not fully mentally developed as the rest of us, and though she enjoys a reasonably normal life, she's kind of stuck at the age of 4 or 5 which can frustrate her.
Now Kelli has been a Liverpool fan since she was small, as she and I have always had a strong bond, and I often looked after her from time to time to give her parents a bit of break. And as I was Liverpool fan she became one too, now she doesn't full understand the game of football, and its often quite cute watching a game with her, as she'll tell the ref off for every time he gives a foul against a Liverpool player, including the blatant offside's. But she cheers as hard as anyone whenever we score.
This past weekend was to be Kelli's first ever Live game, she's been with me to see countless rugby matches, but I'd always kept her away form football games cause the mentality and language of the crowd is very different. But her father got hold of a couple of tickets and asked if I would take her, as I'm one of the very few people she will go to a crowded place with. As some Downs syndrome suffers are aware of their condition and very much self conscious of it, and thus try to shun public places as peoples reactions to them can upset them.
Kelli and I went up the day before the game I flew home from Oslo where I currently live to Bristol on Thursday and we travelled up to Liverpool on Friday to make a weekend of it, and as one would expect from a young child Kelli was extremely excited about the whole trip for her, a life long Liverpool fan, for her it was like going to Disney Land for the first time. She was going to the home of the mighty Reds and she was so excited the smile on her face from the moment we left her father was a wonder to see. It's been a hard year for Kelli and her father having lost her mother to cancer in march. But she's battled hard,and has tried to fight her condition even harder all credit to her, to help relieve her father through things. Malcom her father took his wife's death pretty hard, and this trip was a reward for Kelli being so amazing throughout everything.
As mentioned we got to Liverpool on Friday so we could visit the official shop and buy Kelli a new jersey she's not got one of the new kit, so I treated her to a shirt with her favourite players name on it. Finnan. She thinks he's cute bless her, and in her opinion which if she is comfortable with people round her she'll tell you he's is the best player in the team, cause he never plays bad. Simple and pretty strong and valid argument really.
Now, everything was going fine, we didn't have seats in the disabled area cause well those of us who know Kelli and love her don't consider her disabled, she can walk, talk, and do the things we can, her condition has just severely limited her development into an adult, and she struggles with the vast majority of things we take for granted and learning things is very hard for her, she often forgets things taught to her only a short time a go. With all this into account for her to brave the trip away from her father, to a place full of strange people, to see her beloved reds play was a feat of courage in the extreme.
Everything was going fine until we got to Anfield basically, much like any child if you tell them something is bad and the see it or hear it happening constantly they get upset. As such Kelli's been told swearing is bad. Now we were seating in the Main Stand, and a couple of rows a head of us were 5 or 6 scouser's whose language was pretty colourful to say the least. But the excitement of the atmosphere was all Kelli was taking in at this time, it truly was a joy to see her happy again.
After the first goal the language in front of us degraded even further, so I took the time to ask the guys if they'd be so kind as to cut back on the swearing as it was now beginning to upset Kelli, she kept saying "They say bad things!"
Now as mentioned above as well I've taken Kelli to see countless rugby matches, she even came to australia with me to see the World Cup in 2003, now at a rugby match if the language is a bit naughty specially with children and ladies present all any guy has to do is say "Come on lads, kids present thats enough!" and the people responsible 99% of the time shut up and offer an apology.
Now when I asked these guys to cool it a little cause they were upsetting my cousin, and I explained she suffers from Downs, they let rip with a string of "F'in ****** , no right being here.", "F off, and take your f'in spastic wool with you!" "F you oot, are all you oot ****zers like her." And so fourth, some of which drew laughs from people within earshot. Admitedly a total of 3 other people called out "hey, thats enough!" but they in turn were meet with the same insults and jibes.
Naturally all this had Kelli in tears, she's aware of the terms people label people like her whom fight every day of their life against something they were born with. So much so she wanted to take her new shirt off there and then. I stopped her and we both left with Kelli in tears. Now this is the first time I have every left a Liverpool match early and over the years I've been to around 200 or so.
I managed to get Kelli back to our hotel crying and trembling all the way.
And we went home to Bristol on saturday, where I had explain to her father why she was still so upset.
Now it seems we missed a pretty good game, and my cousin a 15 year follower and lover of Liverpool FC was reduced to tears by a group of its own fans. Yes on the way out I informed the nearest steward whom said he'd do something about it, but nothing happened.
I've only ever been so ashamed of being a Liverpool fan once before in my life, and that was Heysel and I know all about it I was there.
I'm mature enough to understand that what happens on the field is what helps define Liverpool for me, not the behaviour of a small part of its fans. But the current trend of abusive fans not just at Liverpool matches but England too is taking our club backwards, and it pains me to say I doubt I'll ever attend a game again, when Kelli and I can sit in a pub, in a pleasant atmosphere and watch every Liverpool match in peace.
Yours a disheartened and broken Liverpool fan.
Here's the link also......
This kind of behaviour in our ground is not on........The Club need to be aware of some of the Moronic (Spelling?) support we have inside Anfield......
RAFA 
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