THE most successful teams in football have been underpinned by great captains. Paolo Maldini’s AC Milan, Franz Beckenbauer’s Bayern Munich, Johan Cruyff’s Ajax, Carlos Puyol’s Barcelona and Steven Gerrard’s Liverpool. The list goes on. In each instance, they pieced...
HERE’S to Liverpool, the Champions of England. Here’s to the team that never knows when it’s beaten, that could never accept that it was futile to try and find a way to muscle past an infinitely greater resourced adversary. Here’s to the lads who can never be...
YOU always remember your first football shirt. Mine was the 1993-95 away. Green sleeves, white torso with three black lines up each side. Now, I can appreciate that it was a pretty awful kit, but it was my first, so I loved it. What made it extra special was my dad...
ALL goalies are crazy. That’s what we’ve always been told; reading the books by Rob Childs as a kid, growing up with curtain-sporting keepers wearing tops that looked like that mad rug in your nan’s. Perhaps that’s why a large number of football fans are prepared to...
IT’S only a few days away now. On Wednesday evening Jordan Henderson will get his hands on the Premier League trophy, all wrapped in red, and lift it high above his head to mark the end of an agonising wait. The title will once again reside at Anfield. It will be...
THE guard of honour, the smiles of relaxation before any game and the golden C on top spot regardless of what happens over the 90 minutes. It should feel joyous – a gloat fest to make even the most unbearable of unbearables, well, unbearable. And yet here we...
NEVER liked playing Arsenal, these days more away than anything. Most people reading this will be too young for 1971 at Wembley but the video of it used to be everywhere. Some too young probably for 1989 at Anfield. But let me fill in the gaps. North London Arsenal...
FUCKING ridiculous that first half. Someone give me a shout when we are lifting that cup next week and when the new season kicks off. This is jarg this. Glitch in the matrix. The extent to which I wanted to win this game at half time is fucking daft. Makes no sense....
NO Premier League goals at Anfield. A stat in isolation that could be used as a stick to be Roberto Firmino with. Those who understand the true strings in Jürgen Klopp’s system, though, know it’s nothing of the sort. The Brazilian’s job resonates far beyond merely...
LAST week, The Anfield Wrap opened nominations for our ‘Embodiment of Liverpool FC’ award. This accolade goes to the player or staff member who represents the ideals of the club and performs them at every available opportunity. In short, it’s someone who ‘gets us’ and...
