Itís because Stanley Park is the park that separates Anfield from Goodson and the potential site for Liverpoolís new ground right? Sort of......
These days on match days I wander across Stanley Park in middle age moaning about something or other in victor meldrew mode. Itís a park and a nice one with a nice ornamental lake and Victorian glass house. But in 1972 it was a place of sheer terror for me. The coach disgorged a 11 / 12 year old in a parka and Liverpool scarf my apprehension was on a level with a delta force special forces about to air drop into enemy territory. ďyour gunna get your f*ucking heads kicked inĒ and so it proved on a number of occasions a bust nose and spilt lip was my best day. Thing was (which I thought was most unfair) the threatening, punching robbing, being set on was performed by both Liverpool and away fans. Liverpool because I was a wool, you a wolieeee lad? Sent a cold shiver down your spine particular from behind you and you would turn to face 5 lads in the middle of a deserted park. On the other hand you might meet up with the away fans (they would wait in arranged places) then you would be a scarsssse basterd... I still have nightmares about one arsenal fan a big black guy about 8 feet tall. Then there was the scallies that surround you eh lad lend us a quid. Now I am not a professional credit scorer but I would imagine the credit rating of the guy would be poor and unlikely he would be there next home game saying here is the quid I owe you. The best place (which is still there) was a small alley from the park to Anfield road they would line up each side saying got the time mate? I could not speak because of identification of myself as a wool so a shake of the head was all I could do but generally that did not fool them and gave the game away. Happy days itís a wonder I ever follow Liverpool today but I guess itís a part of growing up. Them days have gone thankfully but if I stranger asks me the time in central London there is a danger I could nut them as a reaction.
So thatís why I am called Stanley Park in memory of those memorable but terrifying days.
IF YOU WANT TO BE HEARD SPEAK SOFTLY - BOB PAISLEY