RIP Big Ron You’ll Never Walk Alone

Ron Yeats and Ian St John saw the dressing room door fly open. Bill Shankly in the doorway, Bill Shankly with a big bin liner-
Strip off Ron!
Ron Yeats shrugged. Ron Yeats stripped off.
Bill Shankly took a shirt off a peg on the dressing room wall. A red shirt. Bill Shankly opened the big bin liner. Bill Shankly took a pair of shorts out of the big bin liner. A pair of red shorts.Bill Shankly handed the red shirt and the red shorts to Ron Yeats-
Put these on, son
Ron Yeats put on the shorts. The red shorts. Ron Yeats put on the shirt. The red shirt.
Ian St John handed Bill Shankly a pair of red socks. And Bill Shankly smiled-
Oh yes. Yes.....
Bill Shankly handed the red socks to Ron Yeats. And Ron Yeats put on the socks. The red socks. And Ron Yeats stood in the middle of the dressing room, the Anfield dressing room. In red.
Now your boots, said Bill Shankly. put on your boots Ron and follow me son.
Ron Yeats put on his boots and followed Bill Shankly out of the dressing room. Down the corridor, onto the pitch, the Anfield pitch. and Bill Shankly looked at Ron Yeats-
On the pitch, the Anfield pitch. In his red shirt. In his red shorts. In his red socks.
Jesus Christ, son. You look awesome. You look terrifying, son. You look gigantic, you look massive. You look seven foot tall man!
You'll scare the living daylights out of them. You'll scare them to death, son.