The history behind how Liverpool are a cheap version of Everton
November 22, 2016
Way back when, there was no divide between the two sides of Merseyside. Liverpool was entirely blue and as painful as this may be for some Scousers to follow, the Reds were definitely Everton’s bitch.
However, that all changed relatively quickly. In 1892, a dispute between Everton’s club committee and the owner of Anfield, John Houlding, led to the formation of a new club – but the confrontation didn’t end there.
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After the childish scuffle, Everton Football Club made the decision to leave Anfield, meanwhile, Houlding, applied to create Everton Athletic, a side that would ideally replace the Old Everton in the Football League. Cracking idea, that – it must’ve gone down brilliantly.
But of course, it did fucking not. The league pissed themselves laughing at the prospect and demanded that Houlding change the name to Liverpool Football Club, which, to this day, seems like a fairly decent compromise.
In essence, the entire issue is like a couple breaking up and arguing over who gets the dog. They both love it, they both want it, and despite it’s tendency to fuck things up from time to time it still possesses a special place in their hearts.
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Thus, the red side of Merseyside emerged. It really is quite bizarre to even fathom that this was once an issue, especially considering how fierce the derby between these two has been over the years. From friendly neighbours to increasingly bitter rivals, Everton fans will bask in the knowledge that the Reds were once clamouring to claim to the rights of their historic name.
Ironically enough, the Liverpool Football Club brand wasn’t even considered important enough to warrant entry in the Football League, and their first season took place in the Lancashire League. They bossed it, obviously, before finally being accepted following their triumph.
Regardless, the two sides have always been and will continue to be vital pillars that hold up the history of the game in this country. Their legacies speak for themselves and one day, we may even see harmony between them once again.
Then again, that’s not as fun.
Six things that show it is Liverpool’s title to lose
Jurgen Klopp is a god among men, and that's just a fact.
The German saviour has transformed this Liverpool side into a team capable of going all the way, and his charisma that goes alongside it has brought joy to the masses at Anfield. This man is the catalyst. Period.
Yes he's small, yes he has his off moments - but when Coutinho is on form he makes everyone else look like Homer Simpson on a treadmill.
So, he's small, who gives a flying fuck. His agility, finishing and all-round contribution makes the Brazilian vital to this title push.
This is not supposed to be Liverpool's year at all; Manchester City and Chelsea appeared to be well on track to smash through the rest of the league like bulls in a china shop, but that's not how things work in the most competitive league in the world.
Relax, have a cup of tea, then storm this thing.
Liverpool Football Club have suddenly grown Godzilla-sized bollocks in the last few weeks, with a series of morale boosting results giving them that aura of self belief and confidence.
They just need to keep riding that glorious wave of momentum all the way through to May. Easier said than done, but still.
Strength in Depth
Couts, Firmino, Mane and Lallana - what more could you want you greedy bastards. Oh yeah, the likes of Sturridge, Origi and Wijnaldum on the bench and more.
There's no end to the talent on this squad and it's not going away any time soon. Anfield is stocked up to the brim, folks.
No midweek trips to the middle of nowhere in mainland Russia, no long journeys back from some shit hole in Bulgaria - nothing. There is no European competition for Liverpool to fail in spectacularly this year, so logically speaking they have one up on the rest of their competitors. Well, shit, apart from Chelsea.