On the 20th anniversary of the Kop's last stand, we've reproduced an interview from the archives with the last ever person to score a goal in front of the old terrace. And, contrary to popular opinion, it's not Jeremy Goss!
In 1994 the world-famous terrace was pulled down to make way for the all-seater grandstand we know today. The last match played before it was against Norwich City on April 30, 1994, and Goss can rightly claim his place in Kop legend as the scorer of the winning goal that day.
But the honour of being the last person to actually net in the Kop goalmouth before the bulldozers moved in does not belong to him.
It belongs to John Garner, a die-hard Red from Halewood.
Outside his large circle of match-going mates the name will probably mean very little to Liverpudlians but this is, in his own words, the story of the day he wrote his name indelibly into Anfield folklore...
Garner said: "It wasn't planned but I was dressed for the occasion. I went as a Spion Kop war veteran, complete with fez, big colonel moustache, khaki kecks down to my knees, working boots and a nice army shirt with the Liver Bird on it. I thought I well looked the part!
"I took a lot of stick inside the ground during the match but it seemed to go down well with everyone and the atmosphere seemed to be carrying everyone along.
"At the end of the game everyone refused to leave the ground. The players never came back out, which was a bit of a disappointment at the time, but still we refused to leave and stayed on the terraces. We wanted to spend as much time there as we could."
Sensing his moment, Garner knew from meticulous planning what he had to do.
He added: "When the players left the pitch, they'd left a ball in the Kop net. One of the stewards got the ball, threw it into the crowd and some kids caught it near where I was standing.
"Peter Hooton and Mono, two of the lads who I go the game with, sensed I was about to do something and I just went over to these kids and asked for the ball.
"They told me where to go in no uncertain manner, claiming it was theirs, but I told them I was going to get on the pitch with it so they gladly handed it over.
"What followed was a carefully planned operation. I took the ball and got right behind the goal, waited until the copper turned his back and then I was away. I headed towards the centre circle as fast as I could. I was thinking 'am I going to get rugby tackled here?' But I could hear the roar of the Kop behind me and carried on.
"I eventually turned around and realised no one had come on after me. I just thought 'this is heaven', then had a bit of a juggle with the ball. The crowd was loving it, the flags came back out and it gave everyone a lift at the time, which I was made up about it had been a bit of a flat ending to the match.
"My problem now was 'what do I next?' I looked up and saw the wide-open goal before me and my eyes lit up. I'd always wanted to hit the back of that net.
"I remember years ago there was this baldy fella who would run on the pitch at one minute to three before every match and kick an imaginary ball and fall over.
"That flashed through my mind as I weighed up my next move and I thought to myself 'I'm up there with him here!'
"So I made a charge towards the goal. The crowd were up for it. I was up for it. But just as I approached the 18-yard box two coppers and one of the stewards broke rank so I had to be careful.
"With them about to steal my moment of glory I curled the ball into the top right-hand corner. Bang. In the onion bag and I'm on cloud nine.
"My first thought then was 'right lad, get off the pitch now' but just as I was about to dive back into the Kop I'm rugby tackled by two of our finest officers, who I must say do a fine job at Anfield.
"I was then lead across the pitch and to make matters worse all the crowd are booing the coppers, and I'm thinking 'come on lads don't make this too hard for me'.
"Thankfully the coppers saw the funny side of it at the end of the day and I was just given a slap on the wrists, told not to be silly again and have a good night.
"So off I went to meet the rest of the lads in the Kop, not knowing what I had actually done but when I got there someone pointed out to me that I'd just scored the last ever goal in front of the standing Kop.
"My first reaction was 'Oh my God, yeah I have' and I must say we made the most of it that night. It was one of the best nights I'd had in a long time watching the Reds. It was overwhelming at times.
"I just wish I could go back to that day, do it all again and get it filmed. There's no official record of the actual event and it was witnessed only by the lads who had stayed behind on the Kop that day.
"Was it the best moment of my life? Well put it this way, having kids doesn't even beat hitting the back of the net at Anfield!"