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Friday 18th November 2016
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Saturday 6th August 2016
Connor Phillips 29th July 2016
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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
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Last Season 975, This season 689!

Last season we calculated that our league travels would take us 975 miles to get to and speculated as to how many of us (if any) would get to each and every away game.


As it turned out, only 1 supporter attended every single game we played last season, Glynn Jones, but I have a sneaking feeling that there will be more this coming season, especially with the travel being so much shorter this season, almost 300 miles shorter.


So here is the list of our journeys this season, noting that we will be travelling to 3 stadiums twice during the league campagin, as Barnton are hosting Northwich Victoria and Winsford United and 1874 Northwich also share a stadium, plus of course our own home ground at Vesty Road as we visit our Landlords Bootle.


Bootle - 6 miles (from the Rocket)

AFC Liverpool - 9 

Widnes - 10

Runcorn Town - 14

Ashton Atheltic - 16

Runcorn Linnets - 17

Barnton - 22

Northwich Victoria - 22

Burscough - 24

Irlam - 25

Northwich 1874 - 30

Winsford Utd - 30

West Didsbury & Chorlton - 31

Maine Road - 31

Charnock Richard - 32

Abbey Hey - 33

Congleton Town - 42

AFC Darwen - 48

Hanley Town - 54

Padiham - 55

Barnoldswick Town - 66


Total Miles - 689

Average - 31



What a difference a year makes!

Just over a year ago was the very darkest night in our club's short history.


Peter Furmedge received an email at around 5pm from the FA National Leagues Committee which read:


Dear Peter,


I am writing following on from your recent interview with The FA in relation to the possibility of entering the National League System at higher than Step 7.


The Leagues Committee meet today, Thursday 12 May 2016, where the matter was further discussed.


It is the decision of the Leagues Committee that you should be placed at Step 7 in the National League System and not be placed at a higher level. It is the view of the panel that you should be placed in the Liverpool County Premier League.


Any appeals as to the allocation of league/division can be made, in accordance with FA Regulations, to the Judicial Services department within 14 days of this communication by emailing and making payment of the necessary appeal fee.


Kind regards,




To say we were gutted would be a massive understatement. We spent that Thursday night on the phone to each other trying to make sense of the decision. We also spoke to Gary Langley who had been instrumental in getting us to this point in the process, we spoke to John Deal who had also been supportive as had the entire League Management Committee.


Our heads were spinning. Nearly ywo years on from the initial meeting to the form the club, all of the hundreds of hours of work that had gone into the club up to that point and we had failed in our goal to play in the (then) North West Counties Football League. 


But there was hope. At the very last minute Northwich Manchester Villa had resigned from the league and there was therefore a space available as the league wanted a 22 club division for the 1st time in over two decades.


We also had to tell manager Simon Burton that he could be back managing at Step 7, 7 seasons after he had got his Runcorn Town team promoted to Step 6 and then to Step 5. That was not a nice conversation, but credit to the man he took the news in his stride and said he didn't care - he believed in the club and was staying with us no matter what.


So we appealled the decision.


The rest as they say is history!


It seems impossible that a year has flown by, as it only seems like a matter of weeks ago but time does fly when you are having fun. 


Abbey Hulton United will have had a similar experience today, getting confirmation that they have achieved their goals and we want to wish them all the best today as they begin the journey that we undertook a year ago, the best year of our lives.


A great 1st Season and its not over yet!

Yesterday's victory at Bacup brought to a close what has been a tremendous first league campaign for the club.


Since that drizzly day in July 2016 at Prestatyn, we have been on a massive rollercoaster ride of emotions, massive highs and some lows but on the whole everyone associated with the club can be rightly proud of what we have achieved together and most of all the laughs we have had along the way.


This club was formed to make people happy at Football again and I think in that regard we have definatly achieved our target.


With the league campaign closing, I wanted to pay tribute to Simon Burton and his staff and players who have given us a team that we can all enjoy watching and for meeting the target we set for him at the start of the Season, which was to get into the Play-Offs at least.


Simon has achieved that target and more besides with the two Cup Finals coming up, starting tomorrow against Sandbach United at Millbank Stadium.


The sense of anticipation and excitement that is in the air surrounding this game is palpable and we want everyone to come along and have a great time and hopefully see the Purps lifting the first peice of silverware in our short history.


Sandbach are a friendly, family orientated club and with us having the vast majority of the crowd, I know that our supporters will be conscious that there will be lots of women and children present and we not only want to be coming out of this game with the Reusch Cup in our hands, but also with our reputation in tact too.


So if you see your mate swearing his head off or over-reacting to a decision or whatever, whilst we all understand that its passion for our club, you have a quiet word with him. If we self police as we have done, we will be fine.


It is a Cup Final and everybody wants to win, but lets make sure its enjoyable for everybody please and no matter what happens on the day, we can all head back to the club's end of season party and know that we've still got a very exciting May to look forward to.

24,377 miles for the Brigade Internacional Badge!

A couple of months back Peter Carter a member of COLFC in Perth, Western Australia asked the board if he could contact all of the BI members across the world and see if they could all do something more to help the club.


Of course we said, no problem.


When Peter reported back that 10 members of BI had agreed to each spend £100 buying Adult season tickets for next season, to allow local under-priveleged familes to be able to bring kids to our home games for free, we thought the very least we could do is creat the BI members their own badge based upon our club badge.


So we asked club graphic artist Dave Marsh to create something, and the badge above is what he came up with and he sent it onto Chairmao in Huyton.


Chairmao sent it onto Peter Carter in Perth ( Liverpool - Perth 9114 miles).


Peter sent it round to all the BI members for use and one of them Owen Serjeant in Houston, Texas  ( Perth - Houston 10, 578 miles) thought "I know I'll get my mate John Joynt to put that on a T-Shirt" and sent the logo to John Joynt in Huyton, (Houston - Liverpool 4685 miles) who duly began producing t-shirts with the logo on.


Chairmao and Joynty live about 2 miles apart at either end of Knowsley Lane, but the BI logo actually travelled 24,377 miles to pass between the two of them!

Ron Docker & The Purple Pyramids of Giza

To some he is Docker, the King of the Cafe Crew, to others he is Son of a Docker, or Ron or Ron Docker.


Known to have been a trained killer in a secretive Black Ops unit of the British Army, Ron Docker is now a mild mannered visionary who spends his time following both Liverpool FC and COLFC.


Member #92 and Season Ticket holder #2 (beaten to the punch only by Williebob), he is now sent on secret missions "through the curtains" by Chairmao and Furmao to bamboozle and distract the committee members of other clubs and Hallmark Security League itself.


He is a world class food and sanitation critic and is equally as adepts discussing Shitty Sausages on Netherfield Road as he is range, depth and acceptable water levels of the toilets in the new Main Stand at Anfield.


Docker's specialist subject however is not Coq au Vin or Twyfords Adamant, but the strange lure and power of Magentic North and its secretive power source on Earth - The Great Pyramids of Giza and thier supernatural power to suck in the Purple goals at the Meadow End of the DTS.


The great Pyramids of Giza are thought to have been built in c2450 BC to house the remains of great Pharaohs of Egypt, just outside the city of Cairo.


It is of course a great mystery to many as to how such a primitive society could have lugged all those Concrete blocks up a big hill and placed them all in such a pleasant dispoition as a series of big triangles and a giant Cat's head, but to Ron Docker there is no mystery.


Named by Antipater of Sidon as one of the Seven Wonders of the World and the only one still remaining, Ron Docker of Walton Vale concurs with this evaluation and suggests that the fact that all the pyramids are orientated to North- South and East-West is a power source feeding Magnetic North and here is the Purple kicker...........


Ron Docker states unequivocally that The Delta Taxis Stadium is also orientated North-South and East-West leading to Magnetic North being situated within the width of the Goal at the Meadow End of the DTS  and it is therefore Magentic North sucking the goals in for the Mighty Purps.


He has a point - We have scored only 17 goals all season at the Dodge Kop End but a whopping 31 at the Meadow End. 


So it is not Michael Roberts, Kevin McEllin, John Connolly et al who we have to thank for feeding the passes into messrs Peterson, Forbes and Woods, but Khufu, Khafre and Menkaure for facing the right way when they got buried.


Next Week - The Colossus of Rhodes and his role in an attacking 433 formation.


Who is the Mystery Purp?

In what is really only an excuse to post a brilliant photograph of the Shed from Saturday's match courtesy of John Middleton, we couldn't help but notice that with the Partisans in what looks like fine voice, there appears to be 1 miserable Purp, remaining tight lipped amongst all the fun & frivolity. Who is this mystery purp? Why is he so glum? Is he normally a happy go lucky fella and this photo catches him at just the wrong moment? 


The first person to name (and in the process shame) this specatator, will win a Purple Partisan Mug. Answers on Twitter only please!


You should be able to see the Purple Arrow just above Joe Camozzi's head.

#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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