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It was the darkest moment in English football, it was the unforgettable moment for countless Liverpool fans. All the impact of that day continued to this day, and even later. The once powerful Liverpool team has declined since then, wandering on the edge of pain and confusion, and can no longer find the way home...

Because of this, all stadiums in the UK have changed the stands into seats, and the fences to prevent conflicts between football hooligans and the security measures in all aspects have been improved. When fans now sit in the laying of plastic seats and watching the game in the refurbished stadium stands, they all know that this is the result of the ninety-six lives.

The clock was frozen at 3:05 pm on April 15, 1989, when the Hesburg tragedy occurred.

"... More and more people are pouring in from the gate passage... We see Liverpool fans in the stands next door, but there are still people coming up. I... Next to me is their stands, a child is squeezed in the blocking net in front of me, and he asks me for help... But I... But I'm already scared, I've never seen such a miserable scene..." Michael's voice began to tremble, "I don't know how to help him, his face was squeezed red, and blood seeped out of his nose..."

Michael couldn't say anything anymore, he lay on the table with his hands in his arms, his heavy breathing echoing in the empty bar.

It took a long time before Michael's voice tone again: "I have never been so close to death. Countless people fell down in front of me, they wailed, cried, moaned... I stood there stupidly. The boy who asked me for help lay at my feet, and he didn't cry or make a fuss... Later I realized that the child was only ten years old and was watching the ball with his neighbor..."

"This incident suddenly made me understand how stupid I lived ten years ago. John and I thought I was very fulfilled and casual, and thought that being injured and bleeding was a reward for us. When we fought, we shouted: 'Either you die, or I die'... But when death appeared in front of us, everyone was stunned and trembling with fear. Later, when we helped us walk out, I saw a man as big as me, being caught by two policemen and dragged back. He struggled desperately and shouted: 'Let me go, my two daughters are in it! I am not a football hooligan.' At that moment, I was ashamed of what I had done. Tony, do you know what caused it all?"

Tang En replied in an inquiring tone: "Too many people?"

"No, it was us. It was us who once caused that tragedy." Michael poked his chest and said. "We never verbally admit that we were 'football hooligans', but we knew we were. At that time, any team would have a fan club like us. The media called us 'football hooligans', and others called us 'football hooligans'. In order to prevent people like us from rushing into the stadium to make trouble, almost all the stadiums had installed eight-football wire between the stands... If the Heathbor Stadium had no these fences, those fans could easily run to the stadium to escape - although this would interrupt the game, compared with ninety-six lives, what is a game worth? In fact, some fans tried to climb over the fence and escape, but they were considered by the nervous police as football hooligans and rushed back to the crowded stands!"

"After that game, John, Bill and I quit the club. Mark Hodge desperately dissuaded me, but I made up my mind. Hodge thought we betrayed them, so he cut off contact with us. But I didn't care. Hodge thought we were cowards. Only people like him were Warriors, and they were the fans who loved and loyal to the team the most. That was his idea. I just wanted to leave the life where I didn't know when I would be beaten to death... Later I got married, and then a year later I had Gavin. Every home game day I went to the city stadium to watch the game, and came here to drink and chat in my spare time. I like this kind of life very much."

"Then why not continue?" Tang En advised.

"Because such a life has gone far away from me. I like football, I like it so much. But what did I like football in the end? I lost my favorite son!" Michael held the water cup hard, rubbing his palms with the glass, making a squeaking sound. "Fiona has always disliked me to watch the football at the stadium, and she strongly opposed me taking Gavin with me... But I was stubborn and even quarreled with her a lot. Tony... I like football and supported football, but it made me lose my only child. If I continue to be stubborn, I will lose my wife and my family..."

Tang En looked at the heartbroken man, and he had no reason to persuade him to return to the stadium stands.

Bill Shankley, the founder of the Liverpool dynasty and the most important head coach in the club's history, once said this:

"Someone told me that football is about life and death. To be honest, I feel deeply regretful about it. What I want to say is... football is higher than life and death."

But now, can we still say that "football is higher than life and death"? After the Heathborough tragedy, Liverpool people were doubting Shankley's famous saying and football philosophy, and now Don is thinking about the same problem.

Michael stood up and said to Donn, "So sorry, Tony...I can't go to your game anymore. Now you don't have to worry about if you can't play in the Super League, I'll beat you up. Goodbye, I'm going to leave. Good luck, Tony."

Done did not try to keep him. Seeing Michael disappearing at the bar gate, he murmured: "I'm worried that you will beat me? Joke, you can't beat me at all, Michael... But I really hope you can beat me once, I promise not to fight back..."

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Chapter completed!