Hello to one and all. Being a new member, I thought I should jump in with a new thread.
A few weeks ago I was on a Disney cruise with my wife and 3 year old daughter, sailing from Los Angeles to Mexico. I'm from Old Swan and my wife is from Huyton. The day we were boarding the cruise was the game against Chelsea. With 8 hours time difference, when the game kicked off I was in a taxi on the way to the port from our hotel. An hour and a bit later and as my wife is checking us in for our dream holiday - getting all the corporate Disney bollocks - I'm on the receiving end of a text from my brother that says: " Fucking Ming! One nil!!!" So picture a six foot, shaven headed scouser jumping up and down, to the bemusement of a load of yanks. Fifteen minutes later and I'm over the moon. Away win, sun shining, about to get on a big fucking boat!!!
Sunday 6th was Super Bowl and as we were the only English family onboard, nobody but us was going to be happy about us getting one over on Torres. There was a big super bowl party onboard and they showed the game on something called 'funnel-vision' which turned out to be a huge outside flat screen TV, attached to a funnel overlooking the pool. Talked to a few Americans and they were bemused to discover that we from England and not the Aussies or South Africans they assumed we were
Fast forward to Monday morning and there's a mandatory safety drill on the 4th deck. There were over 2000 guests onboard so its a big deal. All the Green Bay fans are bigging it up in their tshirts and hoodies and there's my little girl wearing her home kit. An hour later and it's time to get some food. I'm carrying my daughter through the buffer restaurant when I get a tap on my shoulder. "Where are you from?" one of the crew members asked me. When I say I'm from Liverpool, a big smile appears on his face and he tells me to wait there. A minute later, he appears with a colleague called Daniel, who is from Uruguay. I then spend the next 10 minutes talking to Daniel about our beloved club, how great Suarez is, what a knob Torres, is, etc, etc.
For the next week, I talked non stop about Liverpool FC. There were over 60 nationalities on board and the majority of people I spoke to just wanted to talk about football, much to the bemusement of the Americans. You hear marketing types talking about Liverpool as a brand, but until you're among so many different nationalities, you don't realise how big the club actually is on a global scale.
A few weeks ago I was on a Disney cruise with my wife and 3 year old daughter, sailing from Los Angeles to Mexico. I'm from Old Swan and my wife is from Huyton. The day we were boarding the cruise was the game against Chelsea. With 8 hours time difference, when the game kicked off I was in a taxi on the way to the port from our hotel. An hour and a bit later and as my wife is checking us in for our dream holiday - getting all the corporate Disney bollocks - I'm on the receiving end of a text from my brother that says: " Fucking Ming! One nil!!!" So picture a six foot, shaven headed scouser jumping up and down, to the bemusement of a load of yanks. Fifteen minutes later and I'm over the moon. Away win, sun shining, about to get on a big fucking boat!!!
Sunday 6th was Super Bowl and as we were the only English family onboard, nobody but us was going to be happy about us getting one over on Torres. There was a big super bowl party onboard and they showed the game on something called 'funnel-vision' which turned out to be a huge outside flat screen TV, attached to a funnel overlooking the pool. Talked to a few Americans and they were bemused to discover that we from England and not the Aussies or South Africans they assumed we were
Fast forward to Monday morning and there's a mandatory safety drill on the 4th deck. There were over 2000 guests onboard so its a big deal. All the Green Bay fans are bigging it up in their tshirts and hoodies and there's my little girl wearing her home kit. An hour later and it's time to get some food. I'm carrying my daughter through the buffer restaurant when I get a tap on my shoulder. "Where are you from?" one of the crew members asked me. When I say I'm from Liverpool, a big smile appears on his face and he tells me to wait there. A minute later, he appears with a colleague called Daniel, who is from Uruguay. I then spend the next 10 minutes talking to Daniel about our beloved club, how great Suarez is, what a knob Torres, is, etc, etc.
For the next week, I talked non stop about Liverpool FC. There were over 60 nationalities on board and the majority of people I spoke to just wanted to talk about football, much to the bemusement of the Americans. You hear marketing types talking about Liverpool as a brand, but until you're among so many different nationalities, you don't realise how big the club actually is on a global scale.
