After the 5th round FA cup game 1967 (can't credit it as don't know who the author was)
“Said Shankly to Yeatesy, come listen me boy.
I’ve devised a great plan that you’re sure to enjoy.
Those Everton Toffees their progress we’ll stop
And a great celebration will be held on the Kop.
We’ll cripple young Alex and Harvey as well
We'll make those Toffees think that they're in hell
The only man standing will be Brian Labone
And he can’t beat 11 reds all on his own.
But Shankly, oh Shankly your plans they went wrong
And the downhearted Kopites could not raise a song.
For you had forgotten the greatest of all
The red-headed dynamo they call Alan Ball.
In the 44th minute of goalless retort
Smith, Yeats and Lawrence flat-footed were caught
The ball travelled from Husband and with great force was met
by the boots of young Ball to the back of the net.
So, remember Bill Shankly our team is supreme
and yours is the dirtiest that ever was seen.
Those Liverpool yard-dogs Smith Yeats and St. John
are a poor second best to the great Everton.”
I remember being told by an older Blue at a game years ago that he could also look after himself on the pitch. Was this more tackling or more snide?
He was just 5'5" but took no shabite from ANYONE. He could look after himself and had the fiery temper to match his hair.