They're hypocritical grief merchants. I read the unredacted report on Hillsborough and whilst there was a lot wrong with the policing and the stadium itself, quite a lot of their own fans were also culpable, including thieving from ambulances and preventing necessary resources for fellow supporters that were dying.Not if you go back just a few short years really. I've posted this before as the reason why I absolutely detest Liverpool.
Back when Rogers was their manager, the club went to New York on a tour. We all know that these tour matches are to garner more support, but the dippers took it to another level, visiting ground zero, then coming out and saying that they "identified" with New Yorkers because they'd had their own tragedy. Basically, using 9/11 as a vehicle to get supporters by playing on the tragedy of thousands killed in a terrorist attack, when their own "tragedy" was as a result of their own fans looking to get into a match without paying. Yes, the Police were culpable for their gross mismanagement, but it was thousands of dipper fans that did the actual damage.
If that wasn't enough to disgust, they then followed up by sending their youth to Auswitz and having them plaster the area with Liverpool branded candles.
They've tried to monetise tragedy, and they've piggy backed onto the tragedy of others to do so. As much as I dislike Utd, they've never tried to trade off Munich.
I went for dislike of the dippers, because of their domination through the General's years, to actively despising them for the above.
My dislike of Woolwich is borne out of tribal rivalry and their corrupt history. My distaste for Chelsea is because they show themselves as consistently despicable. West Ham I couldn't give a toss about, they're just there.
The dippers though sit at the top of the tree for my distaste, and are the nearest I can come to with "hate," purely because they've tried to monetise death. I'd be happy to see them disappear off the face of the earth alongside Chelsea.
And obviously Juve fans see them for what they are. A disgusting club. One I used to have a soft spot for when I was a lot younger.