Shankly.com was originally created by Derek Dohren in the summer of 1997. Borne out of a dearth of information on the web at that time relating to Shanks, the site has become the definitive internet resource of football's greatest.
The original shankly.com (click on image for a larger version)
Shankly.com was purchased by LFChistory.net in February 2008 and has added a lot of quotes, photos, stories and articles and will update regularly with interesting articles from Shankly's life and times.
LFChistory.net also felt it was important to launch the new Shankly.com with the blessing of the Shankly family, which we are pleased to say we have received.
After the launch we got this message from Vic Gill - Shankly's son-in-law: "Fantastic site, Karen said she wanted a shrine for her granddad, I think she has got one. Great work".
Shankly.com was relaunched by LFChistory.net on 17th February 2009.
The following have been invaluable in helping us put together this website:
Shankly by Bill Shankly (1977)
Tommy Smith - I did It the Hard Way (1980)
BILL SHANKLY - It's Much More Important Than That: The biography by Stephen F. Kelly (1997)
Tommy Smith - Over The Top (1998)
Talking Shankly by Tom Darby (1998)
The Best Of Times - My Favourite Football Stories by George Best and Les Scott (1999)
The Essential Shankly by John Keith (2001)
Shankly - From Glenbuck to Wembley by Phil Thompson and Steve Hale (2004)
The Real Bill Shankly by Sport Media (2007)
Karl Brodrick (Wooltonian)
Karen Gill (Shankly's granddaughter)
Siggi from LFCwallpapers.com
And a special thank you to
Sir Tom Finney
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Where applicable and where copyright has been established, LFChistory.net is glad to acknowledge the source of any material on these pages that can be proven to originate elsewhere.
"In 1967, we arrived at Anfield to play Liverpool and as I glanced out of the window of the coach I saw Bill Shankly standing at the main entrance. I was the first player to alight from the coach and when I reached the entrance Bill shook my hand warmly. 'Good to see you again, George,' he said. 'You're looking well, son.' This was unusual for him, and knowing Shanks to be a wily old fox, I decided to hang around to try to find out what he was up to. As each of the United players entered Anfield, Shanks shook his hand, welcomed him and told him how good he looked. Eventually, Bobby Charlton, a born worrier, came up to Shanks. 'Bobby, son. Good to see you,' Shanks said, shaking his hand. 'But by God, if ever there was a man who looked ill, it's you, Bobby!' Bobby's face went as colourless as an icicle. 'Ill? I look ill?' he repeated, running the fingers of his right hand over his forehead and down his right cheek. He was visibly shaken. 'Aye, Bobby, son. You look like you're sickening for something. If I were you I'd see a doctor as soon as you set foot back in Manchester.' Shanks patted Bobby on the back and took off down the corridor, leaving him trembling in the foyer.
In the dressing room, Bobby was conspicuous by his absence and, ominously, there was a delay in announcing the team. We sat around kicking our heels, no one daring to get changed in case Matt Busby had a tactical plan which meant leaving one of us out. The thought of getting changed only to be told to put your clothes back on because you're not in the team is a player's nightmare. Eventually Matt Busby entered the dressing room with Jimmy Murphy and told us they had reshuffled the team which had beaten West Ham the previous week. Bobby Charlton was unavailable. He'd suddenly been taken ill."