Below are articles featuring COLFC

Brian Reade
Saturday 6th August 2016
Connor Phillips 29th July 2016
With Graham White 12/7/16
With Connor Phillips 29th July 2016
Paul Salt, Radio Merseyside 15/6/2016 9/6/16
Non League Paper - 9/6/15
4/5/16 French Football Magazine
dechalaca 21/4/2016 (South American Magazine)
NWCFL Podcast 8/4/16
New Manager Appointed 29/3/2016
17/2/2016 - 500 Members
Breakfast 2/10/2015
Italian Magazine 13/1/2016 - Copy & Paste into Google Translate
100 Things that made Liverpool great in 2015
Drivetime 17/11/2015
Podcast 8/12/2015
Spanish Football Magazine "Panenka" 30/1/2016 - Google Translate required
Tweets from City of Liverpool FC @CityofLpoolFC


#1 Supporter so far? - List Updated!

COLFC has had a great Pre-Season so far, a brilliant rollercoaster of emotions from the massive high of the Prestatyn win to the low of the Bootle loss, but I think its safe to say that irrespective of results, its been great to see so many people come along and watch the team play and the support has been brilliant.


The video from the Bootle game (you can see it here if you haven't watched it really highlights the fun and enjoyment that people from all walks of life are having by watching football at this level and feeling re-connected to the game and thier freinds once again.


We've played 6 games so far with Prescot Cables away tonight, and having seen so many faces at the match and got to meet new friends, I began compiling a list of attendees at each match from the people I know.


Now at Premier League level this would be called "Loyalty" and you would now be getting bombarded with emails from our chosen Ice Cream Partner or whatever, but for COLFC this is just a bit of fun and recognition of the people who can class themselves as early adopters of the club and who can rightly tell thier grandchildren in the future "I was a part of that!"


Now, if your name is not on the list, its because I don't know your name as yet and being in my late 40's, I recognise faces and maybe not names, but don't feel bad - just email me at and tell me your name and the games you have been at, and I'll add you the list, which will be updating as we go along.


In the previous blog, I noted that we had 975 league miles to travel this season, plus Cup games and wondered who would be in the 975 club, but I neglected to count the 131 miles already travelled in Pre-Season, totalling 1106 miles (with cup games to come).


Right now, there is only 3 people who are on target to travel the whole 1106 miles with COLFC this season and as you might expect 2 of them are Board members; Myself and Peter Furmedge have been at every game so far, but only 1 supporter has been at every game and that is member #23 Glynn Jones.


Interestingly Glynn is also Season Ticket holder #1 as well.


This elite group of Purples will be down to just 2 after Saturday's opening league game at Chadderton though as I will absent on an important business trip to Dublin to meet Mr Guiness, so the baton will pass to messrs Furmedge and Jones to maintain a 100% record.


So without further to do here is the Loyalty List so far from the people I know and recognise at the matches


Paul Manning 6
Peter Furmedge 6
Glynn Jones 6
Martin Stewart 5
Ian Pickstock 5
Gary Johansen 5
Phil Costello 5
Ian Evans 5
Peter Manning 4
John Joynt 4
John Hopwood 3
John McDermott 4
Cosmin Mocan 4
Gary Walthew 4
Mike Morgan 4
Jamie George 4
Martin Jones 2
Paul Squires 2
Elliot Conway 2
Tony Caveney 3
John Garner 3
Thomas Keiner 2
Stephen Martin 2
Joe Bennett 3
Greg Heynes 3
Mark Malone 3
Peter McCabe 3
Gary Mc 2
Proudman 3
Graham Smith 2
Kevin Morland 2
Phil Belger 2
Ian Daley 2
Brian Campbell 2
Simon Smyth 1
Ste Evans 1
Emma HH 3
Olivia Manning 3
Liam Wilson 3
Sarah Mitchell 3

John Milburn 2

Chris Maguire 2

Martin Murphy 2

Jay McKenna 4

Ste Quinn 4

Brian Lankertis 3

Daniel Hopwood 3

Patrick Manning 4

Gareth Webster 4

Dave Green 4

Adam Stretch 4


So if you want your name ot show on the loyalty list, just email us at and we will add you - the loyalty list might come in handy when we only get given 10,000 tickets to the FA Vase Final in May 2017, and a mad scramble ensues!!

975 Miles

One of the big draws for the club when forming was the thought of away matches. Travelling all around the North West region and beyond to watch a game fo football.


The best days following Liverpool FC or Everton FC are now the away games, spent with your mates in cars, coaches and trains, having a bevvy or a sing song, maybe a glass of wine and cheese, if you are member #93 John Mackin.


Member #407 John Garner organises coach trips following LFC everywhere and his trips are legendary for the diversity of the journey. A 3pm kick off at Stoke, lets head to Chorley for 9am!!


So we have done a little bit of research and worked out the mileage that will be covered by COLFC this coming season, in our odyssey across the Hallmark Security League.


We have only worked out League game mileage so far, but there will be cup games to add into this calculation and also Rochdale Town may yet succeed on appeal and be placed back into the league. But for now here is the list of Divison One clubs that we will be facing this season along with the mileage from the Pier Head:


AFC Blackpool – 55.3m

Alsager Town – 49m

Ashton Town – 18.6m

Atherton LR – 28m

Bacup Borough – 52.5m

Carlisle City – 123m

Chadderton – 44.7m

Charnock Richard – 28.3m

Cheadle Town - 41m

Daisy Hill – 27.8

Eccleshall – 68.6m

Oswestry Town - 54m

Holker OB – 103m

Litherland REMYCA – 6m

Prestwich Heys – 36m

Sandbach United – 46m

Silsden – 70.3m

St Helens Town – 18.3m

Stockport Town – 45.6m

Whitchurch Alport – 46.5m

Widnes Town – 13m


Total 975m

Average 46.45m


Furthest – Carlisle City 123m

Shortest – Litherland REMYCA 6m


So which supporters will be in the 975 club we wonder? Who will see COLFC at every away ground we visit? Maybe no-one, maybe hundreds of us will.


Paul Manning, 13/6/16



October 2014

Back in September 2014, a meeting was called to discuss the formation of a new, non-league football club for Liverpool.


At that time, it was merely an idea, it had no name, no kit, no league, no players, no supporters. It had nothing.


There were 5 people at that initial meeting, although 9 were invited and it meandered on in an ungainly way as people spoke at cross purposes and on different subjects, but after about 4 hours, we had gotten a general agreement to move forward and had spoken about a name for the club, but at that time it had a working title of "Community Football Club for Liverpool".


By the time of the next meeting in October we were down to 3 people; with 2 people having pulled out due to work constraints. But this was a crucial meeting because the question was asked; "When will this club start playing football?" The 3 people present all agreed that the club should aim to start playing football for season 2016/17.


Once we had agreed that date, we worked backwards and tried to work out all of the steps that we would need to take in order to realise our dream of having a supporter owned, non-league football club playing st Step 6 in the National League pyramid.


Form the club, Get a ground to play at, Apply to the NWCFL, Meet the FA, Appoint a Football Manager,  were the headline matters, but also crucial smaller milestones were noted; decide the name, the team colours, create the logo and website, get on social media.


This process effectively became our Business Plan as we worked through the milestones as the Months went by and we hit each target. There were several large bumps in the road but we never wavered from our Timeline.


After reaching each Milestone we thought "that was hard" but the next Milestone was always harder, culminating in the Appeal hearing at Wembley Stadium last week.


This crucial meeting in October 2014 created the document that laid the foundations for City of Liverpool FC to be formed and to today be proud members of the Hallmark Security League and looking forward to season 2016/17.


Paul Manning

142 Years of Greatness?

On the surface, City of Liverpool FC and The Liverpool Walker Art Gallery have little, if anything, in common.
COLFC, founded in 2015 by three ordinary men with one common vision: an affordable football club for the entire city, owned by the community, for the community.
The Liverpool Walker Art Gallery was built by the Liverpool Corporation 142 years ago, taking three years to build, from 1874-1877. It was the first of it’s kind to be built in the provinces as most other art galleries were privately funded and controlled by the wealthy.
The Liverpool Walker Art Gallery represented “Civic pride, municipal enterprise and public purpose.”
Sound familiar?
Although COLFC is not owned by local government, it serves the same purpose. That is for use by the public. Something the people of the city can be proud of. Something every one of every age and every background can get behind.
The first of its kind. Plugging a gap within the infrastructure and community of the city.
The Walker was built for the people, rather than by the elite for the elite.
City of Liverpool FC has been established in the face of the ever growing financial demands of our two bigger neighbours.
The comparison doesn’t end there, however.
The emotions portrayed via the paintings which adorn the walls of this famous old building will be seen upon the faces of players and fans alike.
Dominating the skyline of The Walker Gallery, over the grand portico, is an over-life sized marble statue of a woman, representing the beauty of the city. Next to her, symbols of our maritime connections our past.
Whilst City of Liverpool FC don’t, for now at least, have a symbol on such a grand scale it dominates a skyline, we do have our own symbol. Our club crest, of the domineering Liverpool skyline. Our waterfront. Our home. Our club.
So who knows what other similarities there will be in the years to come? Let’s hope future generations of Scousers embrace the new kid on the block with as much love as the old lady.
Let’s hope, we sit here today, in 2016, forming the beginnings of something more than a club. Let’s hope that we are forming an institution for future generations for the next 142 years and beyond.
Sean McGivern

Power to the People!

9th March 2016.
A day when the 20 Premier League clubs buckled to fan power and agreed to cap away ticket prices at £30 for the next 3 seasons.
A day when shop workers up and down the country signed petition after petition to their local MPs urging them to vote against a proposed change to Sunday trading hours, which resulted in the motion being defeated by a majority of 31.
Two huge victories for the people. The little people of our city joined together with the little people in the rest of the country and humbled the elite.
This is what happens when people come together. Strength In Unity. Countless amounts of voices rising together as one, giant, roar.
9th March 2016.
A day when City of Liverpool sent out yet another batch of purple football shirts to people who have come together as one for their community. A day when the founding members, Paul, Stuart and Peter, struggled on with their hectic schedules and took their club, our club, one day closer to that FA meeting that looms large on the horizon.
A day when the club who represents the united City of Liverpool meet the power brokers of the English game.
Liverpool. A working class city. A city of defiance. A city that has never been defeated in the face of adversity, no matter how tough.
If the £30 cap on away tickets and the victory in The House of Commons is to teach you anything, it is that together we will never be defeated. Our voices as one will be heard. Men and women. Boys and girls. Reds and blues.
Stand together, support your city. Sign up for a membership and be a part of history.
Get behind Paul, Stuart and Peter. Get behind their club, get behind OUR club. Get behind YOUR club.
Sean McGivern

The Best Day Ever!

“Paul thank you so much for taking Mark to the football today, he had a great time and has actually just described it as the best day ever!”


The above is a text message I received from a grateful mother. I had provided her son with his “best day ever” apparently.


What was this magical, majestical, mythical experience that I provided him with?


A Safari in the wilds of Kenya perhaps?

Maybe a helicopter flight over Manhattan at dusk?

Barcelona v Real Madrid at the Nou Camp?


It was none of these. It was actually 2 hours spent at Pavillions, the home of Runcorn Town, for the game against Atherton Collieries on Saturday.


Now you might be thinking “this is a deprived child, he can’t have much, poor lad” etc etc but nothing could be further from the truth. His dad is very successful, they live in a big house, drive good cars and holiday well.


The comments from the mum have taught me something which I thought I already knew, but it still shocked me to read them.


I went to the match as I was looking for another fix of non-league football with my lad. I took him to Runcorn Linnets a couple of weeks ago and he loved it. I took him to Bootle v AFC Liverpool the other night and he brought his mate along and they loved it.


So this Saturday after our own U11 match (playing a team from Runcorn actually) I took my boy and two of his mates to the nearest NWCFL match I could find that looked exciting, which happened to be Runcorn Town v Atherton Collieries in the Quarter Final of the MEN Cup.


I have to be honest. The lads loving it was not just about the football. They are all 11 now and starting to want a bit of freedom, but knowing that Dad is still around for a bit of security, so upon entering Pavillions on Saturday, they all had £5 in their pockets and were allowed to spend it on what they wanted and so long as they didn’t leave the ground they could do what they wanted.


So we split up. I got a cup of coffee and went around to behind the dugouts as the match started. I stayed there for 15 minutes and then went on a wander to see where they were.

I found them in the stand, watching the match, each with a tray of chips, a drink and a bar of chocolate. Happy as Larry discussing the match. I explained about Battersby the #9 for Atherton with a big goalscoring reputation. Within 2 minutes he had scored and put them ahead with a clinical finish.


They got a bit cold so decided to go off and find some space to play football. I got another cup of coffee. I had one eye on the match and one eye on them as they wandered across the adjacent disused pitch and into the disused stand at Pavillions. Then they wandered a bit further and were out of sight for a bit, except for me seeing the ball up in the air periodically, behind a wall.


I got slightly distracted by a 22 man brawl near Half Time and then they were back cold and hungry again. This time they all bought Bovril.


I wandered off again to watch the match.


After about 20 minutes I went into the clubhouse to go the toilet and found the 3 of them sitting on the couch under the heaters, watching Final Score and eating the free food left on the bar by the steward.


I was skeptical. Free Food? “Yes Dad watch” said Patrick as he casually walked to the bar and picked up a sausage roll.


What a nice touch by Runcorn Town!


Off they went again to play football, I stayed in the bar and watched through the windows, enjoying the warmth.


Runcorn had chances to equalize but eventually went down to 10 men and quickly went 2 goals down after a fine volley. Some of the Atherton supporters were in raptures, but this quickly eased as news filtered through that Bolton Wanderers had squandered a home lead.


It was getting dark and colder so off we went home and there you have it. “The Best Day Ever”.

Three 11 year old mates given a football, a few pounds to spend, a football match to watch, a bit of freedom to explore and roam and being treated with warmth by a friendly football club. They were gutted to have missed the brawl, but you can’t have everything.


There is non-league football all over the country that is massively affordable and available to everyone who dares to take a risk to step away from either Telly Clapping a Super Sunday matchday experience or even in extreme cases like myself, to step away from paying £100 for the once in a lifetime experience of being treated like a battery hen and a criminal at the same time at Anfield.


In going through all of the pain, sacrifice, cost, angst, work, tears, sweat, arguments, drama and policitics required to get to the point we are at in setting up City of Liverpool FC, I knew I was doing my bit, for my lad and his mates and their future, but I guess I had just forgotten that that was the reason. The text message from Mark's mum made me remember why.

Dulwich Hamlets

When I first moved to London, it was to live in East Dulwich, a 5 minute walk from Champion Hill, the home ground of Dulwich Hamlets FC.
And straight away I decided to dislike the local football team.
This was unusual, I had worked all over and watched all my local non league teams from Kidderminster to Whitley bay. 
There was one main reason I disliked them. The pubs right next to my flat were crap and expensive.  
They were full of people called Harvey drinking some fancy lager for £5 a pint, and took them little fat pug type dogs with them for a drink. 
I usually walked 20 minutes to the Castle pub on Crystal palace Rd, which was a proper old SE London drinking den and sold boss Guinness for £3.20.
On my way I had to walk past 16 pubs that Harvey and his lot had taken over. 
Occasionally I give in and went one of the 3 pubs within a 20 second walk. That's when I first seen it, a Harvey was wearing it. It was a football scarf, not just any football scarf, but a bright pink and blue one. It was a Dulwich Hamlets scarf. 
From that moment on I decided they were on my hate list. 
I was and still am involved in several socialist organisations. So  I socialised with people from them. Most supported Millwall, the local professional club. Then one day, these Millwall asked if I wanted to go Dulwich Hamlets with them. I declined. I laughed at them, I thought they had gone soft, it turned out if they were not at millwall they were at the Hamlets. They even went away matches. 
But what about the Harvey's I asked ? 
A month later I went my first Dulwich Hamlets match. It was a cup tie, against a team from a lower division, they had not lost in 22 matches. Neither had Dulwich. Something had to give, and Dulwich battered them, it was only 4-0, but it could of been about 10.
The two things that impressed me on that cold winter night was first of all the style of football from the home team. This wasn't smash the ball up the pitch to a 6 foot 5 striker, it was proper good pass and move football. 
More importantly I was impressed that Dulwich hamlets had a bar over the pitch. I could get a pint, walk 10 metres, sit down, and look through the glass that one side of the bar was from, and watch the whole match. It was like a massive executive box but anyone could go in. 
Why had I waited 6 months to come here? 
The next match I went was against Kingstonian. It was a sell out. It was advertised as a pay what you feel you wanna pay match. Apparently they make more dough this way than when they charge everyone £9. 
At the time the Ritzy Cinema workers in Brixton were on strike, it had gained a lot of publicity.  Eric Cantana stood with them on the picket line. And Dulwich hamlets were letting them in for free. They still let any striking workers in for free to this day. (By the way the strike won) 
Anyway after paying the price of 2 pints to get in, I then bought one, £4 for a nice locally brewed pale ale, about the same as a warm bottle of crap lager in Anfield.
And I took the pint to where I was standing 3 metres from the pitch, and I drank it. No one shouted at me, no one kicked me out, no one banned me. I was treated like an adult. You know like they treat people at cricket or rugby, or football in Germany. Strange isn't it. 
Behind the goal was only 2 advertisement boards, one paid for by Unison, and the other just said, Support the NHS. There was posters of Hamlets current left midfielder with the other half a picture of Che Guevara. The writing just said LEFT WINGERS.
Is this all a case of trying to hard? I don't know. I prefer that to not trying at all.
The club were paying all staff the London Living wage of £10 an hour before any rich Premier club were even pretending to. 
Anyway they drew that match 1-1 , a result that helped deny them a play off place. 
This season though they are looking good to hopefully win the league and if they get a home crowd now below 1800, it's deemed empty, most weeks it's 2500 odd. 
The rabble as the group of home fans behind the goal call themselves, swap halfs at HT with the away fans so they are always behind the goal that Dulwich are attacking. And in the middle of it is about 20 exiled Scouser's aged from 40 upwards,  ex regulars of both liverpool and Everton. Now regulars home and away at Dulwich. 
And every close season their is a friendly against a small Hamburg communist club called Altonaer fc, one of the oldest clubs in Germany. A friendship exists between both fan groups. 
Look it's not for everyone.
Official friendships, and drums behind the goal is I suppose modern football. Or European football. I suppose if you don't fancy walking down the street, paying £9 to get in, watch a surprisingly good level of football, standing with your mates behind the goal, while having a pint of decent ale then you might not like it. Each to their own. 
That's my take on it though, here is another one 
And here's a taster from when they knocked higher league Margate out the cup this season with a stoppage time penalty 

Phil Rowan 

From a Dream to a Reality

When I was a kid, I was obsessed with statistics and football. 
I would regularly buy the Shoot & Match magazines, eagerly awaiting the special editions which gave away 'free' league ladders so that I could keep track of all the four divisions over the season.
In fact, I'd buy numerous copies, redesign the ladders, and make my own football games, creating numerous carefully crafted leagues, randomly placed teams and just enthusiastically play season after season with promotion, relegation, league re-election .... I was in my own footballing world, and I loved it.
This was obviously many years before computers were around I hasten to add!
As I got older, I'd regularly buy the Rothmans Non League Yearbook, and study all the various teams, leagues, records etc .... It was information, it was statistics, it was non league footy, and I just lapped it up.
Me and my brother used to play in Postal Soccer Leagues, again, long before computers were around and things became available online. Just even remembering that seems so archaic!
Our Steven's team was called Mersey Vikings, a link to our Scandinavian heritage! I chose a far more regal sounding team name, Tudor Vale. After I struggled to avoid relegation in my first season (Our Steven won the second division) the following year I won the league, got to the cup final, and my brother won the league cup!
Then we got a computer!
Wow! Things just couldn't get any better. All of a sudden I could manage teams in a league, choose my players, run my own club! I was in my element.
We had a spectrum 48K. How our house never burnt down from the heat generated from the computer power pack I'll never know! We were never off the thing.
I'd be pressing 'cntrl, alt, del' to break into games codes so I could completely change the names of the leagues, and change the football team clubs to various unfamiliar non league teams. My Rothmans book had never been so thumbed. I even changed the name of the league cup .... It was now called ' The Del Monte Cup' .....I was in non league/stats geeky heaven.
Things progressed quickly. Computers evolved at a rapid rate. Football management games became more strategic, more in depth, more real. I could 'be' the owner. I could 'be' the manager. I could build my team and I built my dream.
I would always start off in the lowest division possible. Non of this picking Everton or Liverpool malarkey.
I wanted a challenge. I wanted to be themanager of a lower league team, a team of little resource or success, a team with a handful of loyal support.
My greatest  achievement was playing 'Football Manager' and becoming manager of Worcester City in the conference North.
Expectation was mid table. I exceeded that expectation in dramatic fashion. In fact, I took Worcester City from Conference North to Premier League in 8 seasons. I avoided relegation in season 9, became Champions in season 10, and season 11 saw a winning run of Champions League success that even Barcelona would be envious of.
I'd made it. I'd built my team. I was living the dream! But that's what it was, just a dream!
Fast forward many years.
I'm sitting in Jack Jones House on 15th Feb 2016 at the inaugural shareholder / members meeting for City of Liverpool FC.
I sit, I listen intently. I'm absorbing every little detail of information being conveyed by Paul, Peter and Stuart, as they expand upon the progress, the future, the direction of this football club. This is my club, I'm an owner in this new venture. I'm investing in this. Wow!
They're talking about something that resonates so much in my heart and soul. Their words are adding flesh to the bones of my childhood desires.
It's interesting, it's concise, it's believable, it's engaging, it's, it's ..... It's happening, it's actually happening
I left that meeting really enthusiastic! With a real sense of pride, and a feeling of 'yes, we can do this'
Having followed and studied non league football for over 35 years, I've always had a real sense of 'grass roots football' being were the real pumping heart (the fans) lay, and were a true sense of community, loyalty, pride etc can flourish and thrive.
As a young kid, I've always loved the idea of being involved in a local team, watching it grow, flourish and evolve, yet keep, at its central core, the fans, the community, the realness.
Now, as a much older 'kid', I can be a part of that, and I'm really excited about it!!
My dream has become a reality!
Come and join us. Join this new, exciting football vision. The future is bright, the future is purple!
Gary Johansen  -  Shareholder/Member


My earliest memory of life was sitting on the old crush barriers on The Spion Kop. I was 3 years old. A little of over 12 months later, at the age of 4, Sky Sports introduced Premier League football to the world.


My Dad is a staunch red. A season ticket holder of more than 40 years, he followed Liverpool around the world, mainly on forged documents crafted with a make-up kit and a steady hand! He has forgotten more away day tales than most people will ever know.


I was brought up on these stories. Stories of Liverpool’s, and footballs, glory days.

They captivated me. The truth is, even now, approaching my 28th birthday, they still do.

My dad took me to games home and away, recounting anecdotes from the days he sported a fine moustache and the original Adidas Originals!


From a very young age, I wanted to replicate my dad. I wanted to my own stories to pass down to my own son, when that day finally arrives.


I tried, attending a host of away games from the Rafa Benitez era especially, but that all stopped. It had to. How could I afford it? After months of going the game less and less, the realization hit me that I couldn’t afford to pay for my memories.


I’ve known for a long time that I won’t be able to take my lad to the match. He, like much of his generation, save for a privileged few, will be sober. They won’t be hooked on the same drug as me or my dad.


As much as being priced out of my game, being priced out of my club angers me to the core, there is an overwhelming emotion that I cannot shake. A gut wrenching sadness to know that, in many ways, I will never be able to be to my son what my dad has been to me.


Last year, however, something changed. I read in a local newspaper about City of Liverpool F.C. As a proud Scouser, I was delighted. Even if LFC and EFC cost £20 to get in, this new kid on the block would still have my attention. Why? Because my dad always taught me to be proud of where I am from. Be proud of my city. Our city.


City of Liverpool F.C. is thee club for our city. Not red. Not blue. Purple!


If you want a glimpse into the future at what this club can achieve, look at the 1989 F.A. Cup Final. Red and blue together. A city united as one.


Maybe, in our kids’ lifetimes, City of Liverpool F.C. can grow to become the dominant force in the city? And maybe, just maybe, I can make my own memories, being part of the birth of a new football club. OUR football club.


Sean McGivern, Member

A Reason to Believe.

Saturday afternoon, 2.40pm

Feb 14, 2016
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