When Mackin returned home, it was already dark in the east, and it was almost dawn, which was incredible, but it was the truth.

From leaving the stadium to Melwood, they faced a lot of fans one after another, especially when they were outside Melwood, it was like daylight.

It was a vision of the fans' cell phones, flashlights, and all sorts of bizarre glowing lights, and Liverpool had never been so lively even at Christmas.

"Liverpool, Liverpool ......", the uniform cry and the dense arms waving into the sky, those who have not seen it will be deeply shocked by such a scene.

On the night of Istanbul in '05, Makqin once watched the team's celebration parade from afar, and it was lively, but it was not so concerted.

We have entered the 21st century, and even political tendencies can no longer make the masses who have been enlightened by the Internet so willing to go crazy for one thing and one person in harmony.

But outside of Melwood, it's really happening, and football is doing it today.

There is no other reason: they trampled Manchester United under their feet, and with this game, even if the team is relegated in exchange, it is estimated that many fans will be willing.

The North West Double Red Cross, the authentic British National Derby!

When he got home, he was still ringing in his ears, and the moment he stepped out of the bus, screams rang out, countless people called his name, and some even cried bitterly.

To be honest, he was scared......

Even though he has been here for almost five years and has watched a lot of games, he can't understand the grievances that are rooted in their hearts and are closely related to their ancestors and lives.

History describes this picture:

Just over 300 years ago, Liverpool, as the most important port city in England, was a prosperous scene every day with sails, boats and flags, and a constant stream of freight workers and horse-drawn carriages.

They controlled most of the raw material import channels, and were an important blood transfusion channel for Britain at that time, and also brought boundless wealth to the city, making it a prominent aristocracy.

Not far away, Manchester, then synonymous with poor, blue-collar workers who relied on Liverpool's cargo lanes.

It was not until the Industrial Revolution that Manchester dug its own canal in order to avoid the onerous port tax on imported raw materials, and the conflict was completely intensified.

It was a contradiction between the two cities, the lifeblood of wealth, mixed with a battle of faith, with Liverpool being the representative of the traditional aristocracy, the majority of the city's Irish immigrants loyally embracing Catholicism, and Manchester representing the emerging forces of the Industrial Revolution, most of whom were Protestant.

In the eyes of Mancunians, old antiques like Liverpool should be swept into the trash, and Liverpudlians hate them for robbing them of their wealth, status and even jobs.

If you want to talk......

"They've been holding back for too long," Carragher said after they finally made it to Melwood.

In order not to be heard by Gerrard, he pulled Mack aside and said, "You are not a native of Liverpool and do not understand the feelings of the fans, the people of this city naturally hate Manchester"

"We were pressed by them for 18 years, with more losses and fewer wins, and the fans were very depressed, and then the Hillsborough tragedy in '89", he said, looking to see if Gerrard had heard.

"The tragedy is still defined as the work of Liverpool fans, and 96 people who died are being wronged every day, including Gerrard's cousin, the youngest victim of the tragedy."

"They've lost their glory, they're wronged, they're being laughed at by those damn Mancundians, and if you're going to be the hardest club fan in the last decade, Liverpudlian are definitely on the list," Carragher said self-deprecatingly.

Yes, since Heysel made them the public enemies of England in 85, after the glory, they have faced endless darkness and grievances, like the cursed land, and disasters have continued.

The police in South Yorkshire are still accusing Liverpool fans of keeping all the files on Hillsborough secret!

Now this kind of raising eyebrows, how can they not let them cry bitterly and cry excitedly?

How painful they were at the beginning, how relieved they are now!

All England owes them justice!

Liverpool fans are not football hooligans, not alcoholics, not fare evaders, not ... Executioner!

They used to be nobles, and they are still remembering the glory of their ancestors!

Makqin lay in bed, tossing and turning and unable to sleep, his mind full of replaying the wonderful journey of last night and the early hours of the morning.

Although he was already very tired, he almost had a cramp at the end of the game, and he didn't sleep all night.

He felt that he had touched the heart of the club, so intertwined and complex.

Glory, pride, decline and embarrassment, accusation and ridicule, burden and hatred, blood and tenacity, never walk alone!

……

"Tony's dad was a victim of Heysel's death, and I was in the stands next to the scene in '89," Sam said in a rare seriousness, kneading the dough in the kitchen of the Mack family.

Tony sat silently at the table drinking whiskey, while Mark listened to him quietly.

When it was close to noon, he really couldn't sleep, so he brought these two people over and cooked for him by the way, after all, he was not suitable to go out now, and he would cause a riot wherever he went.

"Huh? I'm sorry Tony, I didn't mean to", he said apologetically.

Tony shook his head, raised his glass and drank it down.

"At the time," Sam continued, "I was a lad and I was terrified, and the people in that stand were like ......"

As he spoke, he grabbed the dough in his hand vigorously, squeezed it and deformed it, and came out of the cracks in his hands one by one.

It's like yesterday, shocking!

"The most hateful thing is that the cops raised by the bitchs in South York, actually say that we were caused by drunkenness", Sam slammed the dough on the board with a "snap".

"Shit, they're just a bunch of hypocrites full of lies"

"And the Sun newspaper that killed that day, actually said that we beat the police who enforced the law, rummaged through the deceased's wallet, and returned the body of the female deceased! F**K, fuck me", Tony snorted angrily.

Mark Qin nodded, "I remember this, when I first arrived in the U16, the Sun published an apology statement"

"Bah", Tony scolded, "Apologies are useful, what do you want the police to do, the police are not a good thing for him, apologies after 15 years, how much have we endured in 15 years?" ”

'I once beat up a Manchester United fan,' Toney continued, "because he mocked us as executioners, thieves, ......," and he couldn't go on.

"So you know you scored four goals against Manchester United last night and kicked them off the title," Toney held up four fingers, "what does that mean?" ”

"For fans of our age who have been through so much, you're the one who kicked the door open to our destiny, and then our kids......"

"That's right", Sam rubbed his face, "Tony cried in the stands last night, needless to say the fans who didn't make it"

"Fuck off, which eye did you see me crying?"

"Haha, is it urine?"

Mark Qin looked at Tony with a smile, and the thing actually blushed.

"That's when our team song was changed," Sam continued, kneading his dough.

"We want to tell everyone that we are united, we will not compromise, we will not be crushed, we are with those 96 dead souls every day, we share honor and disgrace, and they will never walk alone!"

What a kind of grief that is, and then the grief of facing injustice, evolves into a bloody tragedy!

What appeared in front of Ma Qin's eyes was an image of a mourning soldier, yes, it was mourning!

They have lost their glory, their pride, their loved ones, and finally their justice, and they have been wantonly smeared!

They just want to straighten their backs and live on this land with their heads held high, and this helpless sorrow makes them deduce a bloody romance.

"I heard that their families are still appealing spontaneously, right?" , Makqin asked.

"Yes", Sam paused, "so you know what this league title means for Liverpool"

"It's not just an honour, it's a testament to the struggle for fate for the whole of Liverpool over the past two decades"

Tony said leisurely: "Only by standing on the top of England can Liverpudlians really hold their chests up, and the police and politicians raised by the bitch, as well as the media, will not dare to continue to trample on us"

Mackin suddenly felt that he was back, not as a participant, but as a witness.

God wants to uncover this dusty past and history through his hand, and give them justice.

The sky will always be bright, and the water of the Yellow River will always be clear~

It's not so much that his return to the present has brought a twist of fate to Liverpool, but that it is the people of Liverpool now that have shown him how they face life and face fate.

In the face of decline, in the face of setbacks, in the face of injustice,

Don't cower, don't be discouraged, don't be discouraged,

Sprinkle three feet of blood in my heart,

Why don't men bring Wu hooks!

"When we win the championship, you contact the local fans, I contact the players and outside forces, and 10,000 people will jointly ask the government to reopen the investigation of this case," Makqin said suddenly.

He knew that the case would be rehabilitated in the future, but that was ten years later, and he couldn't wait, he didn't want to see these people endure this kind of pain for another ten years.

Sam and Tony's eyes lit up, how could they not have thought of it! Liverpool's popularity around the world at that time, coupled with many stars and fans, with the momentum of the championship, is likely to force the government to comply!

"I know the contacts of the Hillsborough Justice Movement organization, and they will definitely support your idea at all costs," Sam enthused.

Mackin nodded, "We have teammates in the whole team, everyone knows a lot of people, and there must be volunteers who are willing to work for us."

"I believe that as long as our strength is big enough, even if it comes from the people, the British government and the prime minister will not dare to ignore it easily."

"Yes, that's right," they said excitedly.

So they began to excitedly discuss who to contact first, how to organize, in what form, and when it was more appropriate......

……

"Whew... Call... Whew..."

Eating and eating, Ma Qin fell asleep, and when the excitement was completely over, and the fatigue hit like a tide, he could no longer hold on.

Sam and Tony looked at each other and laughed, and carried him to the bed in the bedroom, and the little guy finally knew that he was tired,

Counting yesterday, he hasn't closed his eyes for more than 30 hours, played a high-intensity game, and with a night of tossing, he can't bear it.

"Ah......h

Sam looked at the midday sun and thought it was extraordinarily bright today......

In the dream, he saw a golden wheat field as far as the eye could see, and he stood on the side, and the sun shone warmly on him.

The wind blows the wheat waves, that is the smell of hope......

Woo woo... Woo... Woo, hmm... Well... Uh-huh......

Under the blue sky in the distance, surging, golden wheat waves,

When the breeze blows to my face with the smell of harvest,

We sang in the fields, and hoped in the winter,

But I couldn't wait for this sunshine, this autumn scene......

Thanks to Larana, Zyyss, No. 8 technician from Kawazu: this chapter is really hard to write, and it has been changed many times.