The Hillsborough disaster told through the eyes of Des Lynam, who was in the stadium that afternoon for the BBC.
This was broadcast in 2009 for the 20th anniversary. Both powerful and heartbreaking.
A day that nobody will ever forget. 💔
#JFT97
This uproar over the chiesa song is a fucking disgrace, and as for that twat @TonyEvans92a you are a wanker, how the fuck does the song have anything to do with heysel. Anything to cause shit for Liverpool am telling ye
Big up Crystal Palace Fans for calling out people 💯
And maybe the TV companies should
Tell people how Liverpool were Abandoned by the State
And why the Anthem gets booed
💯
A few constructive criticisms from today.
Allow ppl to use any turnstile for their level.
Clean up the concrete dust, please.
Mark the ground for Qs next to the bars.
Order absolutely more of everything.
Get hand dryers in the toilets.
LOWER PRICES.
🖤 Diogo Jota - The Whistle's Blown Far Too Soon
Finding it hard to write these words, fingers trembling as I type. Diogo Jota is gone. Just days after marrying the love of his life, standing proudly in a church with his new wife Rute and their three young children, he and his brother Andre are lost in a road accident in Spain. A family torn apart, futures stolen in silence.
Jota was 28. A player in his prime, a Premier League champion, a Nations League winner, an #LFC forward who played the game with bite and purpose. But that’s not why this hurts so much. It’s because he carried himself with quiet dignity, a humility rare in modern football. He didn’t shout for attention, he earned respect by how he played, how he worked, how he made you believe.
He scored goals that lifted stadiums, but he never chased the spotlight. His joy seemed rooted not in fame, but in the chance to play, to contribute, to belong. And so we embraced him. Because we saw something of ourselves in him. Not the talent, not the trophies, but the effort, the heart, the sense of duty.
This morning we wake up in a world that makes less sense. A young father gone, a brother gone, a family grieving beyond words. And we grieve too, from afar. Because somehow, through the screen and the songs and the match days, they became part of our lives.
You never knew us, Diogo, but we knew you. And we will never forget. #YNWA #RIPJota #DiogoJota