Please read this little piece posted on Koptalk.something by Duncan Oldham today –
The 27th June. I hate that date. Do you know why? One or two of our old skool readers will know why.
While kids can get under your feet at times (no Fred West jokes please!) today I wish I had a special kid running around in the background while I type this.
5 years ago to the day we lost a baby. We don’t know if it was a lad or a lass but we’d decided it would either be a Marcus or a Jeanette.
It’s a sh*t day and while I’m big enough to handle it (as Richt can verify!) I have to think about Mrs O. Blokes have to be hard and rightly so, even though we like a cry too sometimes. But for me, today isn’t about feeling sorry for meself, it’s about thinking about Mrs O.
After it had happened our relationship really suffered. She’d tell you herself that she kind of lost it a bit.. by this I mean a lack of motivation and interest in life. It was understandable of course.
The only positive thing about this date is that back then when I mentioned what had happened on the site, I was absolutely inundated with tens of thousands of emails, letters and cards from all over the world.
It was amazing. We kept them all and have them in a special folder which hasn’t come out since but it’s still there collecting dust for the day we can both decide to bring it out.
Honestly, we were contacted by people from all over the place. But do you know what was the best thing? Every single one of them called me Dunk and said they were massive fans of the site. What I’m trying to say is that they weren’t casual visitors, they were like family members. “Give a hug to Charlotte”, “Don’t drink too much cider” and “Don’t turn to the pies!” – they knew the score.
It was an absolutely devastating time in one way but it was also a very proud time in another way. I firmly believe that all those Reds gave us both strength to come through a rough time in our lives.
They made sure we never walked alone.
I have my enemies on the web which comes with the territory. They can blog and they can hide behind their spoof sites… they’ve given me and Steve plenty of things to laugh about over the years so there are some positives and the attention they create also helps drive more people to us out of curiosity so in one way I should say thanks.
They’re obsessed with me and I’m flattered. But me, well I’m just obsessed with Liverpool Football Club and as a result, I have a dream job that has made all my dreams come true. The anti-KT mob are outnumbered by hundreds of thousands of Reds that log on to KOPTALK every day of the week. Decent, passionate people that love the site and love following their beloved LFC. It is those people that make it worthwhile.
It’s an amazing feeling when people you have never met before feel like your friends. Liverpool FC is one big family and I’m proud to be a member.
Thankyou King John –>> (links to an article on his site about the founding father of LFC.
At first we felt a touch of sorrow for Dunk. Reading it a couple of times through though and you realise that the only person deserving of sympathy in that story is Dunk’s long-suffering wife. We aren’t doubting his wife had a miscarriage, and there’s little doubt (if he doesn’t know the sex) that it wasn’t early on in the pregnancy. It’s certainly not something to celebrate, but nor is it something to use in order to gain some hits to your website.
Why make “Fred West” references? If you feel that today is all about looking after your wife, why spend the day spouting off on your fake blog about other stuff instead of just spending the day with her? If your relationship suffered purely because of this miscarriage, why boast about giving girls off My Space a good seeing to? And if the My Space stories are actually lies, as we suspect, why embarrass and belittle your wife by lying about it?
If all of these site visitors from 2001 meant so much to you, why repay them by telling them this year that their lifetime memberships of your insider club are meaningless? Saying these people were like family members when it’s perfectly clear you betrayed them all at some point or other in the years that followed is admitting to not being much of a family person. You can’t keep crying and expecting sympathy from people if you keep treating them like you do.
Then you try and bring your self some sympathy at our expense. You say, “they can blog and they can hide behind their spoof sites”. Duncan – it’s you that’s hiding. Why not answer our questions? Why not email us with the answers? We’ve asked a few, none of which have been answered by you, even though we know you read this site.
Where’s this Crouch tape? Remember the Crouch tape you claimed to have? Saying he’d spoken directly and knowingly to the Sun? Remember? You claimed it existed because you were trying to save face over your promotion of the Sun. Trying to make it OK to talk to the Sun. You claimed you’d decide when Crouch’s LFC career would end, because you claimed that Crouch tape would end it. When you chose it to end. A huge unforgiveable despicable lie.
You promote the Sun, you disrespect the views of those hurt by the lies of that newspaper, and you choose to disrespect the families of the ninety-six people who lost their lives at Hillsborough. Ninety-six birthdays that won’t ever be celebrated again. Ninety-six families who have a day like you claim to be having today because they lost their loved one at Hillsborough. All they ask from you is that you boycott the Sun, because it lied about them and their friends. You choose not only to ignore the boycott, but to belittle anyone who follows that boycott. You promote the rag on your site.
You say you didn’t know about the Sun in 1998, yet earlier that year you’d joined in a debate on the net where it was pointed out quite clearly why the Sun was boycotted. You lied by saying you knew nothing about the Sun. The truth is that you knew full well about the Sun, but did not care about the boycott. Wearing your infamous plastic Sun hat was far too important for you. You even tried to smudge the logo out of the photo showing you wearing it before posting it on your website.
We both know that “hundreds of thousands” of visitors is a lie. You get a good few hits, but there’s not even a couple of thousand of unique visitors coming to your site in a week any more. Every day a few more are shown the truth about you. Every day you try to do something to stop us, but you only succeed in hurting your members.
We’re not obsessed with you, but we don’t want young and impressionable Liverpool supporters to think that your way is the Liverpool way. Liverpool supporters boycott the Sun and respect the ninety-six. Koptalk supports the Sun and finds the ninety-six a tiresome political battle. Another excuse you used was that people don’t want to read serious stuff on Koptalk. So does that make your story about today a joke?
Your attitude towards the Sun and the ninety-six is the worst of the many things you do we don’t agree with. You claim to represent Liverpool FC but you represent it in a way we find shameful.
It’s time to stop lying. For the sake of your lost son or daughter, for the sake of your other two children and for the sake of your wife. For the sake of the ninety-six. For the sake of Liverpool FC. For your own sake.
Drop us a line, answer our questions. Admit the lies, in full and without qualification. It’s hard to do, but it’s the only way you’ll be able to stop your site freefalling towards obscurity. And even then, you’ve got to make sure the lies stop and the double standards are kept away from everything you do.
We know you’ll not do it yet, but maybe one day you’ll finally see sense. For now, you aren’t really deserving of much sympathy. Your sneering contempt for the ninety-six has seen to that.