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72 INSIGHT SUNDAY MARCH 8 2015 ADVERTISER.COM.AU ADVE01Z01MA - V1 L IVERPOOL Football Club will long remem- ber 2014, if perhaps with little fondness. It was in pole position for much of the last English Premier League season, but a late stumble ceded the title to Manchester City and Liverpool failed to add to its 18 league championships to date. Yet even a challenge for the title over the past quarter of a century has been a rarity. Liverpool remains a great club, but by virtue of another quarter century, from the mid-1960s until 1990, a period of remorseless winning and myths and characters that en- sures the red legend blossoms even today. The rosy picture familiar to its international audience, though, does not always sync with the domestic image. State minister Tom Kout- santonis welcomed Liverpool to Adelaide by calling them the “greatest team in the world”, later the “greatest club”. That he was behind the times on the first count is be- yond question, and only the one-eyed or misinformed would concur with the re- phrasing. He was speaking, he said, as a lifelong Liverpool supporter. And therein lies the rub and the Liverpool story. We will assume Tom can point to Liverpool, the city, on a map but it is possible the bulk of its Australian supporters – 600,000 we’re told – cannot. For the unsure, Liverpool sits alone, bordering Wales to the west, facing straight out to Dublin with a free run to Scot- land looking north. The immediate recruiting grounds are small indeed. Like Manchester United, it draws its support from a worldwide base forged through tragedy and the sense of longing and belonging that hones. Liverpool the city has always leaned heavily on emotion, the tradition of family sing-a-longs – a base ingredient in its musi- cal heritage – while the unparalleled wealth it amassed from the slave and cotton trades came with a tearing of the soul. It has a resilience, a closing of the gates cynics interpret as a love of taking offence. “Self-pity city” has long been an outside moniker and paro- dies of Scousers – Liverpudlians – with missing hub caps and crass clothes sense are immense. That so many Australians should boast such a sport al- legiance is likely utter rot but, regardless, the Liverpool foot- ball story is a belter. For many locals, Liverpool is not the biggest club in Liver- pool. The Reds began life by breaking away from football league founder member Ever- ton and setting up home 400m away at Anfield in 1892. Everton had the more fa- mous players, Dixie Dean and Tommy Lawton in the 1920s and ’30s, and, until 1971, bigger crowds and more trophies too. The genesis of Liverpool FC really dates to 11 days before Christmas 1959 when a hith- erto failed manager arrived as the new boss. Bill Shankly came sporting a severe crew cut that never left, a dour postwar wardrobe and a vision beyond anything English football had known. Anfield was a dump in an area of Liverpool of similar eq- uity. It is still abutted by rows of failing, tiny and damp- stained Victorian terracing, but historically fits as the club at the heart of its community. Shankly pulled up the weeds that ran through the threadbare stands, rooted out the players of poor and me- dium character and set about building a dynasty. Liverpool, a second division side, was soon promoted and in spring 1964 succeeded Everton as England’s champions. A first FA Cup came 12 months on and a year later the league championship again. A trophy slide for seven years followed, Everton taking the league and FA Cup in this time, but the red noise grew and grew. The obsessive Shankly be- lied an outstanding communi- cator, his best player Kevin Keegan and long-term captain Emlyn Hughes unremitting Shankly acolytes. The fans were converted too. Shankly’s saying that “football isn’t a matter of life and death, it’s much more important than that” resonated, sig- nificantly, far beyond Liverpool. Another dictum, “there are two teams in Liverpool, Liver- pool and Liverpool re- serves”, cemented the city divide he intended. Shankly left in 1974, a decision he regretted and arguably hastened an early death, at 68, seven years later. Remarkably, his successor, his 55-year- old No.2, proved infi- nitely more capable and successful. Bob Paisley embarked on a serial winning romp unknown before or since – six league championships and four major European trophies in just eight years the headline only. Paisley, a humble man, un- schooled and from an insular northeast mining village, quite simply saw the bigger picture. Shankly had succeeded in building Liverpool as a great institution but it was UK- centric. His time was the fa- bling of “The Kop”, an open standing hill at Anfield, scarves raised above heads with the anthemic “you’ll never walk alone” taken as the club’s own forever. Which it’s not. Scouse haters – and there are many – will point out that although Liverpool’s Gerry and the Pacemakers popular- ised the song, it in fact sprang from the Rodgers and Ham- merstein musical Carousel and is a maudlin ode indeed, death, sorrow and ghosts the essence. Today the singing appears orchestrated and forced, “for the tourists” the haters will say. Celtic FC, in Scotland, also claims the ditty as its own. Paisley, meanwhile, focused on the prosaic, conquering Eu- rope as a team and the world as a brand, his timing ideal, tele- The picture of Liverpool FC outside the UK doesn’t chime at all with its image in the UK. Ahead of the EPL giant’s visit to Adelaide in July, RICHARD EVANS looks at Liverpool the team and city, its history and why the club has a presence that outweighs its achievements. MAKING OF THE RED LEGEND VISIONARY: A statue of Liverpool icon Bill Shankly has pride of place at Anfield. VICTORY: Proud winners of the UEFA Champions League Final in 2005. Pictures: GETTY

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72 INSIGHT SUNDAY MARCH 8 2015 ADVERTISER.COM.AU

ADVE01Z01MA - V1

LIVERPOOL FootballClub will long remem-ber 2014, if perhapswith little fondness. It

was in pole position for much ofthe last English Premier Leagueseason, but a late stumble cededthe title to Manchester City andLiverpool failed to add to its 18league championships to date.

Yet even a challenge for thetitle over the past quarter of acentury has been a rarity.

Liverpool remains a greatclub, but by virtue of anotherquarter century, from themid-1960s until 1990, a periodof remorseless winning andmyths and characters that en-sures the red legend blossomseven today.

The rosy picture familiar toits international audience,though, does not always syncwith the domestic image.

State minister Tom Kout-santonis welcomed Liverpoolto Adelaide by calling them the“greatest team in the world”,later the “greatest club”.

That he was behind thetimes on the first count is be-yond question, and only theone-eyed or misinformedwould concur with the re-phrasing.

He was speaking, he said, asa lifelong Liverpool supporter.And therein lies the rub andthe Liverpool story.

We will assume Tom canpoint to Liverpool, the city, ona map but it is possible the bulkof its Australian supporters –600,000 we’re told – cannot.

For the unsure, Liverpoolsits alone, bordering Wales tothe west, facing straight out toDublin with a free run to Scot-land looking north.

The immediate recruitinggrounds are small indeed. LikeManchester United, it drawsits support from a worldwidebase forged through tragedyand the sense of longing andbelonging that hones.

Liverpool the city has alwaysleaned heavily on emotion, thetradition of familysing-a-longs – a baseingredient in its musi-cal heritage – while theunparalleled wealth itamassed from theslave and cottontrades came with atearing of the soul.

It has a resilience, aclosing of the gatescynics interpret as alove of taking offence.“Self-pity city” haslong been an outsidemoniker and paro-dies of Scousers –Liverpudlians – withmissing hub capsand crass clothessense are immense.

That so many Australiansshould boast such a sport al-legiance is likely utter rot but,regardless, the Liverpool foot-ball story is a belter.

For many locals, Liverpoolis not the biggest club in Liver-pool. The Reds began life bybreaking away from footballleague founder member Ever-ton and setting up home 400maway at Anfield in 1892.

Everton had the more fa-mous players, Dixie Dean andTommy Lawton in the 1920sand ’30s, and, until 1971, biggercrowds and more trophies too.

The genesis of Liverpool FCreally dates to 11 days beforeChristmas 1959 when a hith-

erto failed manager arrived asthe new boss.

Bill Shankly came sportinga severe crew cut that neverleft, a dour postwar wardrobeand a vision beyond anythingEnglish football had known.

Anfield was a dump in anarea of Liverpool of similar eq-uity. It is still abutted by rowsof failing, tiny and damp-stained Victorian terracing, buthistorically fits as the club atthe heart of its community.

Shankly pulled up theweeds that ran through thethreadbare stands, rooted outthe players of poor and me-dium character and set aboutbuilding a dynasty.

Liverpool, a second divisionside, was soon promoted and inspring 1964 succeeded Evertonas England’s champions. A firstFA Cup came 12 months onand a year later the leaguechampionship again.

A trophy slide for sevenyears followed, Everton takingthe league and FA Cup in thistime, but the red noise grewand grew.

The obsessive Shankly be-lied an outstanding communi-cator, his best player KevinKeegan and long-term captainEmlyn Hughes unremittingShankly acolytes.

The fans were convertedtoo. Shankly’s saying that“football isn’t a matter of life

and death, it’s muchmore important thanthat” resonated, sig-nificantly, far beyondLiverpool.

Another dictum,“there are two teamsin Liverpool, Liver-pool and Liverpool re-serves”, cemented thecity divide he intended.

Shankly left in 1974,a decision he regrettedand arguably hastenedan early death, at 68,seven years later.

Remarkably, hissuccessor, his 55-year-old No.2, proved infi-

nitely more capable andsuccessful.

Bob Paisley embarked on aserial winning romp unknownbefore or since – six leaguechampionships and four majorEuropean trophies in just eightyears the headline only.

Paisley, a humble man, un-schooled and from an insularnortheast mining village, quitesimply saw the bigger picture.

Shankly had succeeded inbuilding Liverpool as a greatinstitution but it was UK-centric. His time was the fa-bling of “The Kop”, an openstanding hill at Anfield, scarvesraised above heads with theanthemic “you’ll never walkalone” taken as the club’s ownforever. Which it’s not.

Scouse haters – and thereare many – will point out thatalthough Liverpool’s Gerryand the Pacemakers popular-ised the song, it in fact sprangfrom the Rodgers and Ham-merstein musical Carousel andis a maudlin ode indeed, death,sorrow and ghosts the essence.

Today the singing appearsorchestrated and forced, “forthe tourists” the haters will say.Celtic FC, in Scotland, alsoclaims the ditty as its own.

Paisley, meanwhile, focusedon the prosaic, conquering Eu-rope as a team and the world asa brand, his timing ideal, tele-

The picture of Liverpool FC outside the UK doesn’t chime at all with its image in the UK. Ahead of the EPL giant’s visit to Adelaide in July, RICHARD EVANS looks at Liverpool the team and city, its history and why the club has a presence that outweighs its achievements.

MAKING OF THE RED LEGEND

VISIONARY: A statue of Liverpool icon Bill Shankly has pride of place at Anfield.VICTORY: Proud winners of the UEFA Champions League Final in 2005.

Pictures: GETTY