I’M on the ratings this week as Ben Johnson is on his anniversary stag doo. Let’s dissect that for a minute. He enjoyed his stag doo so much he does it every year. It’s a magnificent blag, that. Best blag since Hodgson convinced the world he was a good manager. What a...
DESPERATE. The word of the day. Liverpool were desperate at times today. Jürgen Klopp made 11 changes once again in domestic cup competition, but this time he couldn’t strike the balance that he has struck so well in previous games. The young lads started the game so...
“I HAVE no clue yet. I’m about to go and find out.” Jürgen Klopp there, when asked what kind of challenge he expects from Shrewsbury in his Friday press conference. It was an honest response that elicited no further enquiry from the press pack but it jolted me. I know...
THE league, the league, the league… All we talk about is the league. Of course it’s all we talk about. It’s been so long. We’ve come so close. And sometimes it felt like it was never going to come home again. Now it is. Surely it is. You know the numbers, you know...
WE were spent. I was spent. They were spent. And then it goes off when Firmino, a million miles away, drops his shoulder and fires it home. Roberto Firmino who hasn’t scored at Anfield this season, who doesn’t believe in small goals, who only scores when...
WHAT a team. Honestly, we are witnessing greatness. The mind being the greatest of all. Never beaten these fuckers, never willing to lie down, never willing to cede any ground whatsoever. You want to beat these, mate? You better take your best shot and hope it fucking...
SOMETIMES, the best players in the game are most conspicuous by their absence. It evokes a sense of loss on a football pitch, so profound that the person and their presence can still be felt despite the fact they cannot grace the occasion. Mohamed Salah in Kyiv is a...
THE team that refused to go away. The people that would never accept their fate. The club that never walks alone. Liverpool. Liverpool. Top of the league. It’s not done. It’s done. It’s not done. It’s done. Whatever, we are bracing ourselves. Hey, it ain’t going to be...
THERE are certain sights which stir the soul. The view of Manhattan from Liberty Island, say, or a thin crescent moon hanging over the horizon. Maybe even a basketful of kittens if that’s your thing. Something that makes you stop and stare for a few seconds. Something...
THIS means more. Slightly trite slogans aside, to many, playing against ‘them’ would mean more regardless of the wider picture. Especially to those of us who were raised in a sea of Alex Ferguson-inspired Manchester United dominance. The Red Devils had the audacity to...
