Five People u meet in heaven (liverpool Vesion)

On the day of the Arsenal v Liverpool Premiership Match, Lonely Barabara closed her eyes and let the Liverpudlian inside her die. With her final Red breath she felt in her hands a heavy object... and then nothing. She awoke in the afterlife, where she learnt that heaven is not a lush garden, but a stadium circled with a swaying passionate crowd all coated in red and white.
this heaven was were through the reflections of five players her love of Liverpool was about to be explained.
The first player Barbara met.
Barbara's inner Liverpudlian forgot she was dead when she was distracted by a quite unforgetably ugly face. The face was hobbling towards her, a man seemingly with 4 skinny legs.
**** the bed, shrieked Barabara, Tommy Smith. What are you doing in my afterlife?
It was the late 60's, You were a teen. Your dad had taken you to Elland Road to watch us play Leeds. It was bitterley cold and the blades of grass were like barbed wire. Only yards from the pitch and on the right hand side, you had the pleasure of watching me quite closely in the first half. Norman Hunter put the reducer on me. The kind of hard challenge that has me using these sticks. the kind of hard tackle that had you wincing Barbara. As I got up off the cold pitch, i saw you looking at me. You remember that look don't you Barbara?
With that Bleedin face??? take some forgettin.
Tommy had heard it all before about his face, that's why even in heaven he had a moustache. and continued. I was determined to get Hunter. Within five minutes and still struggling to get over hunters bite, here he come skillfully down the line. GET STUCK IN TOMMY.....
I did it for Liverpool, I did it for you.
If you play for Liverpool, you must be tough, you must be courageous, you must want to run through walls for the cause. You can not call yourself a Liverpool player if you don't fight.
And Liverpool has always had that. Even now.
Barbara, Liverpool will come good again. The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams. I must go now but you will meet 4 other players.
Before you go Tommy, I felt something heavy in my hands before i died, what was it?
i can't tell you that Barbara, but someone else will......
The second Player Barbara met
After rubbing her eyes in disbelief, she was soon wiping what seemed to be spit from her face. What the hell?
Hi I'm el hadji diouf.
Oh Jesus, God Help me, Barbara sighed.
What are you doing in my heaven. I've always been a good fan.
Diouf swallowed (for once) hard and explained. Barbara your love for Liverpool diminished when you saw me play for Liverpool.
a liverpool player should conduct himself in the proper way, be sacred to the clubs traditions and be humble in the honour of playing for you beautiful people.
I cost a lot of money and earned more in a week than most of you do in a year. 2 years maybe. And i bought disgrace upon you. I am a modern day footballer and i've lost touch with the working classes. Money truely is the root of all evil. Look at Bruno and Salif.
But you Barbara must remember that you never saw money as the key to success. Millions of pounds can't buy true Liverpool players, true Liverpool players are priceless. ask chelsea.
I have gone now, and my like will hopefully never been seen again. I know if the players work hard the true fans will back them. If the Liverpool fans back you, you are fearless.
Hmmm. Thought Barbara. I do believe that. Thank you el hadji, there are players at Liverpool who try. I wished i could back and show them my support.
so do I, mused Diouf. With that he was gone.
Damn...perhaps he knew what i was holding. Maybe it was a spitoon.
The third Player Barbara met
Suddenly the swaying crowd parted and the hallowed turf beneath Barbara's feet disappeared. Everything was white and clinical.
why am I here? is this a hospital?
Yes, came the reply. Nice to meet you Barbara, I am Marcus, and I'm the third player you meet.
Barbara was overwhelmed, she loved Marcus Babbell, she admired his strength, courage, consistency.
Why Marcus in my heaven are you in a wheelchair, I was your fan. I prayed for you when you were ill.
I know you did barbara, as did many. The love and support that i received from the fans at that time helped me through some of my darkest days. i am better now, but you needed to see me like this, to remember that supporting Liverpool is supporting them through thick and thin. Sure there will be trophies. We Are Liverpool. But there must be difficult times as well. adversity introduces a man to himself. Support those players now, those players at Liverpool now, and you will get your rewards.
I wondered if i would ever walk again and your club offered me a new contract. Be proud of that. that is Liverpool.
And you never let me walk alone.
Barbara wept. Marcus stood up. He was tall, powerful and with a smile not seen since alaves, left Barbara.
Barbara fell to her knees. How could she have forgotten. Why did she let herself die??
She opened her eyes. Was she back at Anfield?
The Fourth player Barbara meets:
Well there was grass, but also flowers, celophane flowers of yellow and green, and who's that Mae west? oh God I remember her, I am old. what's she doing here? Did Roy Evans sign her?
Oliver Hardy, Sonny Liston, Karl Marx oh My God...Oh My God.
JOHN LENNON. Oh John what are you doing in my heaven?
I'm not Love. I'm one of the 5 rock stars you meet in heaven, it's Albert you're after.
Barbara saw Albert Stubbins talking to Lewis Carroll and he immediately waved her over.
Hi Barbara, i am Albert Stubbins, and i'm the fourth player you meet in heaven.
Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band disbanded, and Barbara and Albert found themselves in a newcastle cinema.
I never saw you play Albert, but me Dad reckoned your were great. He used to talk about a diving header against Birmingham in the cup, when you connected with a Liddell Freekick only 6 inches from the ground.
Oh Barbara, such an honour to play for Liverpool. Do you know why we are here?
In fact believe it or not, i was very nearly an Everton Player.
'One of the five players i meet in hell?'Barbara quipped.
'Ah that famous scouse wit' Albert enthused before continuing.....
I was sat in this very seat in this very cinema, when a message came across the screen 'ALBERT STUBBINS LIVERPOOL WANT TO SIGN YOU, GET HERE NOW' can you imagine that? Just because mobile's where not invented, doesn't mean the agents were redundant, albert chuckled. But to play for Liverpool, what a city. an honour.
Of course Everton where the big team then, but Liverpool always had a sense that something was going to happen. Liverpool was recovering from the war then and the sense of optimism was about to explode onto the world.
Of course there was the beatles, but Liverpool became a friendly cosmopolitan place were all comers were welcome. The message was love and support. Bill Shankly heard it when he came. He knew like me that Liverpool was to become the centre of the world. He knew that he needed to build a team that would personify the people out on the pitch. He knew the Liverpool way would make his team great and the people happy.
But what has happened today Barbara, can you tell me what an OOT is?
an out of towner, came Barbara's rather muffled reply. she hated OOT's cos they always loved Jason McAteer.
How is that? Liverpool gave itself to the world? Have Liverpool fans became so arrogant that they don't see that Success breeds popularity, and through this popularity Liverpool spread it's message across the world. Team. Love. Support.
As Liverpudlians we are one. whatever race, colour or creed. If fans don't stick together then the team can't possibly.
One Fan One Team.
It's important to never forget that Barbara, As Liverpudlians we are one. We mourn the 96, but not all were from Liverpool. We don't mourn those any less.
Albert? can i go back?
I can only help you so much Barbara, but i can tell you what you were holding in your hands.
What was it Albert?
and with that he was gone, Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band were back and Albert was taking his proud position inbetween H.C. Westermann who liked to talk about sculptor and Sri Lahiri Mahasaya, who Albert liked very much because he had never met a guru who didn't wear red before.
Hello Barbara.... I'm your fifth player
The Fifth player Barbara met:
Hello Barbara, I'm your fifth player.
Don't worry about not recognising me i didn't play for Liverpool until after your death. No i met you when I was only a small boy.
It was the kop's last stand, of course you remember. You, like me, always stood at the very front of the Kop to the left of the goal. Only my dad used to sit me on the barrier because I was only 6. After the game my dad, as always wandered off, leaving me temporarily alone on the barrier. I couldn't fully understand why people were so upset. Grown men, older than my dad were crying and it kind of triggered me off. I put both my hands to my face in turn loosening my grip on the barrier. The inevitable accidential nudge was enough to knock me clean off the barrier.
But i caught you, intervened Barbara. You're the heavy thing i can feel before I die. But Why?
After you caught me, you sat me back on the barrier and told me something I will never forget. You told me that the team may change and the ground may change but the one thing that will never change is you being a Liverpudlian. You placed a scarf around my neck, told me it had been to Rome, and made your way to the left exit, without giving me another thought.
Until now.
Your kindness inspired me. I was passionate about Liverpool from then on. I dreamed of playing for Liverpool and worked hard every day. And now i do, here in this beautiful new stadium.
Barbara was stunned, Heaven was now a new Anfield.
I play every minute for you Barbara and fans like you. You are the heart of this club. You are it's soul.
You will never truly stop believing. You will never stop dreaming. You will never stop supporting.
New Anfield turned into a bright light.
Go home Barbara, you don't want to miss that semi final against Barcelona that is coming up. It's one of the best nights in our history.