WELL now. That was no barrel of laughs, was it? It’s alright to get beat. But the manner of the defeat isn’t marvellous and the sheer lack of composure is puzzling. If I say Liverpool didn’t play like Champions it isn’t to criticise the effort;...
IT’S funny, init? How close these games are, can change in the blink of an eye. On top, flying, 3-0 down, should be 2-0 up. Salah against the post, Mane’s header. Numerous breaks come to fuck all, concentration goes to shit and you are fucked. Fuck me. These are...
AS a PE teacher I’ve always been interested in sport psychology and how you can mould a winning sports team from the sum of the parts. My particular interest surrounds the concept of team cohesion, a behavioural construct which garnered interest as an academic...
US. Our people, our supporters and our lives. It is a reference point Jürgen Klopp regularly makes, an address used more than most this week in light of his Liverpool winning the Premier League. The enormity in writing cannot be transmitted, nor can the reality...
I WANT to live to be 103, like Vera Lynn. I’m going to live my life like that’s a done deal. I’ve survived a 30-year Liverpool title drought and I reckon I’ve got it in me to survive two more lengthy famines. I used to fret that I may never see The Reds at the top of...
FOLLOWING Liverpool’s 2-0 victory over Manchester United in 1992, an ITV reporter tentatively interviewed Alex Ferguson somewhere in the bowels of Anfield. Leeds United had done for Sheffield United at Bramall Lane earlier that day and, thanks to goals from Ian Rush...
I DIDN’T know how it was going to feel. As someone who has always had impeccably bad timing, I was born in the mid-80s. While Liverpool were winning the league title in 1990, I was more concerned with how Thomas the Tank Engine was going to get himself out of another...
I GUESS that this must be the place. We’ve arrived. Repeatedly it felt like we’d never get here – 2002, 2009, 2014, 2019. Time and time and time again we nearly got here, we were at the door. We were at the door again and everything stopped. The game ceased to...
LET’S take a trip down memory lane, to April 28, 1990, to be precise. Mo Salah hadn’t been born, the League Cup was known as the Littlewoods Cup, the Anfield Rap had been released two years previous but the Anfield Wrap, well, we didn’t even have the internet back...
TWO games in the space of four days told two completely different stories. If you missed it, if you yearned for that feeling of watching this team in all its magnificence, then you may have felt slightly discombobulated seeing re-emerging shouts of “bottle” and...
