LIVERPOOL were downright irresistible. I’m not interested in messing about; I’m interested in the facts. The facts are that there is a gulf between these two sides. I was in The Kop for the second. Shall we have a chat about it? It looked, from where I...
LET’S cut to the fucking chase here. The Reds are too good to be fannying about with introductions. Larius Karius: 7 Boss first half. Couple of smart saves then ran into there fella full pelt like a crash test dummy on Tomorrow’s World. Got up, right away, which takes...
WHAT a win that is under the circumstances. It’s a manager backing himself, his staff and his team, and them standing up for themselves and for him. They had to be switched on, aggressive and good. They nailed all the above. Imagine getting the teamsheet in the...
ANOTHER potential banana skin of an away game navigated excellently, though the overall performance today was much better than at Stoke. The Anfield Wrap’s newly-crowned king of ratings Ben Johnson is necking Lemsip with Joe Gomez to get fit for...
I bumped into a good Red friend this week at a GSCE awards night at my daughter’s school. Peter Harvey and I go back years, to school days in Crosby, Merseyside but more memorably to the local betting shop throughout our student days in the late 1980s. Post...
THEY flit. Sadio Mane comes across and Mo Salah sees him. Goes the other side and fills the space. No one sees this because right in front of all of us, the Stoke players, the Liverpool end, everyone is fixated on Mane. How can you not be? The pace and the power of...
LAD. Getting here was like Whacky Races. Whacky Races with additional chat. We went through Wales. We went through England. We ended up in the heart of this weird little country, parked on a motorway, literally started to run down the motorway, ran back to the car,...
WHEN I saw the selection I presumed we were in for something; in for a trick. I presumed there was some grand unifying plan of Liverpool’s intention, something to thrill and surprise. I thought it may be similar to West Ham or perhaps an unlikely back three to...
Pre match THE hair transplant derby. I’ve been thinking about the process of stitching some hair from one part of your head onto another part of your head a fair bit, there. As a baldy, there is nothing quite like a cold wind to have you harking back to the glory days...
Pre Match Alright gang. You probably hadn’t noticed but I didn’t do the ratings on Saturday against Southampton and I didn’t half miss it. So, to make it up to myself I have been scoring stuff, everyday stuff, out of 10. It’s well better than, say, not scoring stuff....
