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There goes my hero.

I’ve grown up listening to stories of the greats, the legends, the champions. Both stories from my Grandad’s generation and from my Dad’s. I loved listening to every word. They weren’t just stories, they were a part of history and a part of us. I always wished I was alive in the 60′s so I could have witnessed some of that history for myself. It wasn’t until last night that I realised, I have. I’ve grown up witnessing something special. Steven Gerrard.

“Ohhh you beauty!! What a hit son, what a hit!”
“Gerrard! Hello, hello, here we go!”
“It had to be, Stevie G!”
“Geeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrraarrddd! He’s done it!”

I’ve witnessed my own piece of history, the Steven Gerrard era. The highs and lows, the comebacks, the cup finals, the passion, the determination, the leadership and most of all the love for our club. He’s got it all. Steven Gerrard is a one off. 

I’ve never known Liverpool Football Club without him and to me, he is the greatest ever. The best there is. The best there was. The best there ever will be.

Thank you, Steven Gerrard.