NOBODY should go to a football match and never return home. Not a single one of the 96, not a Busby Babe, not a Thai billionaire. Grief is a deeply personal thing but heading home from the game in jubilation or despair is something that everyone visiting this site has...
“OH no, two women love me. They’re both gorgeous and sexy. My wallet’s too small for my 50s, and my diamond shoes are too tight.” This line from Chandler Bing in a classic episode of US sitcom Friends has come to mind rather a lot lately, mainly because some...
THERE’S a pattern of thought that can dog human beings seeking peak performance that has been identified by psychologists as “Imposter Syndrome”. Despite evidence to the contrary, those suffering from it doubt their competence at certain tasks and fear being exposed...
MO SALAH scores. Gambles and scores. Cardiff City have thrown their bodies on the line, done everything they can to stop the goal and yet the ball is in the back of the net, Anfield is in raptures, Cardiff in shreds and there isn’t yet 10 minutes on the clock....
WASN’T the prettiest at times that, was it? Still, there was nothing better than sticking it to Cardiff’s weird support — completely obsessed with libraries, the employment rate in Liverpool and a Steven Gerrard mistake that cost Liverpool the...
“I COULD hear the distant drums, “The sounds of bugles were coming from afar, “Can you hear the drums, Fernando?” (Andersson, 1975) Mo Salah could hear them. Sadio Mane could hear them. Bobby Firmino too. Three hearts beating as one. Once...
TO be a little slow, a little late. A little slow is fine. Slow to the pace but not the uptake. No requirements to catch up in a race in which you’ve already been overlapped. A little late is equally acceptable. Not being first to the party and subsequently first to...
“HE gets forward and he shoots, he takes freekicks as a teenager in the Champions League. “That tells you he’s not only got the confidence in himself, his teammates have confidence in him and that is huge.” Confidence is a strange concept in football....
YOU want to see our spec there, you know. Gazprom have our season ticket spec in the Kemlyn for a jolly band of Russians, Serbs, wools and fat fellas so we get lashed elsewhere for the Euro games. Tough shit, lads. Thanks for the warm up. Our spec is row nine behind...
YOU say you’ve got to go home. It is always someone’s first game. Always someone’s first time. This is important to remember when you rock up to Anfield giving few fucks, striding through the gloaming as the nights draw in. Remember this is...
