Burgers At The Merseyside Derby
There´s a moustachioed bloke with curly hair that sells burgers outside Anfield, in the shadow of the Kemlyn Road Stand. Mountain of a man he is, must be 6´4 tall and almost as wide.
"Beergers, beergers, come and get yer lovely tasty beergers," he calls out in a deep Scouse brogue to supporters.
I found myself waiting for a mate and must have spent 15 minutes taking in the amusing sight of this giant version of a Harry Enfield stereotype in a white apron flipping burgers and handing them over to hungry punters.
Flying off the hot plate they were, and they smelled so good I was ready to get stuck in. That was until the burger man handed over the reins to his young apprentice while he nipped down a nearby alleyway for a slash.
He was back in a flash still doing his flies up as he got straight back to dishing out the quarter pounders. A group of youths who were standing next to me must have been observing the sequence of events.
"Argh eh, d´ya see that," one of them laughed to his mates. "That bloke over there with the pissy hands, he´s flogging them burgers!"
"Beergers, beergers, come and get yer lovely tasty pissy beergers," the lot of them roared out.
And the moral of the story is the burger guy is most probably an Evertonian doing his bit for that great Merseyside rivalry! If burgers aren't your thing and making stashes of cash is, then check out Bodog's Premier League odds.
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