NOSTALGIA: A heady day for City at Anfield in ’75
It was one of several celebrated Norwich City fanzines of the ’70s and ’80s, which celebrated the club and its players in a rather more unorthodox manner than that adopted by the national and local media.
Produced and printed on a meagre budget with production values that reflected their photocopier origins, they were nonetheless hugely popular at the time among City supporters, not least because of the original and erudite musings of their creators.
LAOTTA! remains my favourite simply because of its title. Because, regardless of whatever was happening in football at the time, any time, any place, anywhere, there was always one reassuring/sickening (delete as applicable) comfort: Liverpool’s games would be televised and analysed to the nth degree, their players worshipped, their support venerated.
‘They really know their football, these Liverpool fans‘, was an all too familiar reference to The Kop at the time, as if, somehow, they had a superior knowledge of the game, the players and all of its tricky nuances, while the rest of us, knuckle-draggers in shades of footballing grey, barely knew one end of the pitch from the other.
