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Chelsea 0 Liverpool 2 (Sep 20 2020)

     

     
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On paper this is one of the three or four most difficult fixtures we’ll have to play this season. In reality though it was pretty easy. It never felt in doubt to me. 

 

Ok, the sending off just before half time helped massively, and Alisson needed to save a penalty, but  this was comfortable. We had another couple of gears to go to if we needed them. We didn’t need them though.

 

I thought Chelsea were shite but to some extent that’s to be expected. It’s a good time to play any team that’s trying to bed in new players (although it was only two, its not like they had a whole new team out there) as there’s basically been no pre-season to speak of. Chelsea were disjointed but they weren’t helped by Lampard’s insistence on playing out from the back and inviting pressure, especially in the second half when they were a man down.

 

They didn’t do much even when they had eleven men. We penned them back and the only time they posed any threat was with the occasional counter attack. Even then Fabinho usually just snuffed it out with the minimum of fuss.

 

He was terrific, which strangely seems to have taken some people by surprise. This isn’t anything new. He’s been great any time he’s played centre back and now that we have so many midfield options he should be regarded as a genuine option to play at the back if needed.

 

And he will be needed, because ol’ Big Bird is injured yet again. So frustrating that. I think he’s great. I’d even go as far as to say that other than Van Dijk he’s probably the best centre back in the Premier League. He’s certainly the most under-rated, but then that’s probably because he misses so much playing time that no-one outside of ourselves would be able to pick him out of a line up.

 

Matip is absolute quality but he’s got those same cheese string muscles that Sturridge and Lallana had, and chances are his career with us is going to end up going the same way. It’s a real shame, but thankfully we’ve got Fabinho who can just step in and perform like this.

 

Joe was missing as well but his injury is less serious and he’s not as unreliable as Matip. His injury issues have been more bad luck that anything else and he's generally been available for most of the last year or two. I understand why plenty of Reds would like to see us add another centre back but I probably wouldn’t do it because what happens when all four are available? You’ll have one who can’t even make the bench, and that’s going to cause problems. So for now I’d stick with the three we have plus Fabinho. That’s a discussion for another time and place though really.

 

Back to the game. As I said, Chelsea barely laid a glove on us because their only outlet seemed to be trying to get the limited Werner in on the counter, only any time he ran at Fabinho he got nowhere. Actually there was one time he got away but only because he tried to crudely run straight through him and the ball fortuitously bounced back off Fabinho’s face into his path before he shot wide.

 

This game showed exactly why I never wanted us to sign him and why I spent months saying it in the diary. He’s a bull in a china shop and has zero guile at all. All he can do is run and shoot, which is fine when you’re playing on the break all the time, but that represents of 5% of our game these days. We rarely have that luxury.

 

Imagine this fucker trying to play intricate little one twos around the box against a packed defence. He can’t do it. May as well ask him to tie his shoelaces while wearing boxing gloves. He's great at what he does but what he does wouldn't benefit us. The man has no finesse at all. Chelsea are welcome to him at that price.

 

For all our dominance of the ball though we didn’t exactly create much either. There were some nearly moments but it was difficult as all Chelsea seemed to want to do was defend. Two hundred and odd million quid spent, mostly on attackers, and they’re sat back like Crystal fucking Palace.

 

Eventually we were always going to find a way through and we would have done just before half time had Christensen not rugby tackled Sadio as he ran onto Hendo’s brilliant ball. Initially I wondered if Kepa would have gotten there first so I could understand why Paul Tierney didn’t immediately reach for the red card.

 

It all happened so quickly in real time. It was obviously a foul but the keeper arrived on the scene to clear the ball as Mané was hitting the deck. It’s only when you see the replay that it becomes glaringly obvious that but for the foul Mané would have taken it in stride and Kepa would have been stranded in no mans land. After looking at the pitch side monitor Tierney correctly upgraded the yellow card to a red. This is how VAR is supposed to work. Last season was a farce but it’s been better so far.

 

So with Chelsea down to ten I expected the second half to go well for us and it did. It was one way traffic, aided in no small part by Lampard’s bizarre insistence on trying to play out from the back. Once they went down to ten the first thing he should have done is put Giroud on to give them a focal point to get the ball up the pitch and away from their own goal.

 

He didn’t though. Every time they had a goal kick they’d take it short and we’d swarm all over them. I lost count of the amount of times they ended up knocking it out for a throw in under pressure. Our lads probably couldn’t believe their luck.

 

Thiago was brought on at the break and it didn’t take long for us to break the deadlock. What a fucking goal it was too. Just beautiful play between the front three. Absolutely gorgeous football.

 

Bobby played it to Mo and then went for the return ball which was perfectly delivered to him. He then stood the ball up for Sadio to steal in front of his marker and plant a great header into the corner. Just a fantastic goal and really encouraging to see the front three combine like that.

 

Five goals in two games for the strikers now. It’s a small sample size but hopefully it hints at a return to the crazy, prolific numbers we saw from them a few years ago. The sooner Firmino gets among the goals again the better. He had one first half opportunity when Salah picked him out, but it was defended well by Christiansen who blocked Bobby’s close range effort for a corner.

 

The second goal came as a direct result of Lampard’s insistence on his team passing the ball around in dangerous areas. Sadio had given the ball away and was visibly annoyed with himself before he went chasing to try and win it back. Kepa didn’t even really dawdle on it either. He took a touch and then tried to play a pass but Mané was on him so quickly to intercept it and then score.

 

Kepa is an easy target because he’s shite but that goal is as much on Lampard as it is him and I thought it was cowardly of Lampard to not shoulder some of the blame himself afterwards instead of throwing his under-fire keeper under the bus. A manager worth his salt would have said “I want us to play like that and we know the risks so if you want to blame anyone for that, blame me”. Not Fat Frank though. The snide. Deflect doubts about himself onto a player who is a convenient scapegoat.

 

Some of the shit he came out with afterwards was embarrassing. I cringed all the way through his post match interview, which was full of passive aggressiveness and was more defensive than his tactical approach to the game. He even had the gall to suggest it wasn’t a clear red card! Tit.

 

I’d have been fuming at that second half if I was a Chelsea fan. What was the point in all that fucking around at the back? Did he think anything good could happen by having Kepa playing one twos with his centre backs all day? Seriously, what was his end game there? Did he think they were going to go “bang bang bang” beat our press and go the length of the field and score? 

 

Talk about naive. They never got close to playing through us all day, even when they had ten. Kepa will take all the heat as usual but this moonfaced turd Lampard is a complete fraud. Watching this game removed any doubt about that. I could hardly believe what I was seeing, he played right into our hands. 

 

You know what this game reminded me of? Arsenal at Anfield last year. They played exactly the same way. Needlessly passing it around in their own six yard box and inviting trouble. 

 

If we’d wanted to and really pushed for it, we’d have put five or six past them easily. As I say, we had other gears to go up to if needed and if they’d converted the penalty then I’m sure we would have. They didn’t convert the penalty though and for that I’m claiming a double assist.

 

I told you a few weeks ago when I ripped Alisson for his inability to save pens that you could thank me in a few weeks when he saved one. Not only that, but in this week’s round up I jinxed Jorginho by calling him the best penalty taker around and commenting that he never looks like missing. So yeah, double whammy from me there. Classic reverse jinxing. I'm on a roll with this shit. I got Trent scoring free-kicks again too, don't forget.

 

I thought the penalty was soft but I'd have demanded it at the other end. Thiago didn’t mean to catch him and in truth he barely did, but there was just enough contact to knock Werner off balance and impact his shot, so I’m not going to complain about it.

 

It would have been annoying as fuck to not keep a clean sheet though. Other than the pen I think they only had one other shot, which was well saved by Alisson shortly after the penalty stop.

 

We didn’t exactly force Kepa into a load of saves either. Wijnaldum and Van Dijk both should have scored and Salah had a great turn and shot near the end. Sadio had one from distance well saved too after it took a big deflection.

 

Generally though we had loads of promising situations but too often they didn’t amount to much of anything and most of the half was spent just controlling the game and passing it around, making Chelsea run.

 

Milner was brought on for Keita (very quiet I thought) and Minamino was given a late run out for Firmino, but it was another substitute that we all wanted to see.

 

It was great that we were treated to Thiago for 45 minutes wasn’t it? It was a shame Hendo had to make way for him as - along with Fabinho - the skipper had been our best player to that point. With most new signings it takes a few months for them to get up to speed but there are exceptions to that and Thiago was always going to be just that. You could just drop him into any team and he’d just do his thing. 

 

That’s not to say he is fully adjusted and familiar with how we play, but he’s such a clever, talented footballer it doesn’t matter. He’ll get better when he has more familiarity with how we play and the strengths and weaknesses of his team-mates, but this isn’t a Fabinho or Ox type situation where he needs to sit for a few months to learn how we do it.

 

I mean, 89 touches in one half! Kinell. He had the fourth most touches of anyone on the pitch and more than anyone in the Chelsea team. We can see already what he’s going to do. He’ll just completely dominate the ball and allow us to control games even more than we do already. There were a couple of really quick passes into the front lads too that nobody else would have played. It’s going to be fun watching him.

 

The one negative was the penalty he gave away but I put that down to him trying a little too hard to impress. He knows everyone in our team works like fucking Trojans on quadruple overtime pay and he was trying to show that he’s up for that too.

 

So two wins from two and one of our most difficult looking fixtures negotiated. Mo and Sadio are among the goals, we’ve got a couple of quality new signings on board and things are looking good.

 

Star man is a toss up between Fabinho and Mané. I’m going with Sadio because it’s hard to overlook two goals and forcing a decisive red card, but Fabinho ran him awfully close.

 

We’ve got a cup match next so that’s a chance for Klopp to rest all of his starters and bring in the back ups. Even the second choice line up looks strong as fuck really. The squad now is ridiculous, as strong as we’ve ever had. Even getting on the bench is quite the achievement these days.

 

I mean fucking hell, look at the players who weren’t in the 18 man squad for this one. Shaqiri, Matip, Ox, Gomez, Williams, Brewster, Jota, Elliott. I’ve probably forgotten one or two as well. Wilson too. See, I forgot him. It’s mad.

 

We’ll run away with the league again this year. Hopefully Wolves can take care of City tomorrow and ensure they start their season on a downer. If City fall behind us early again they’ll give up like they did last year. And other than them who is there to worry about?

 

Get in front and turn the screw on the bastards again, Redmen!

 

 

Team: Alisson; Alexander-Arnold, Fabinho, Van Dijk, Robertson; Henderson (Thiago), Wijnaldum, Keita (Milner); Salah, Firmino (Minaccino), Mané:


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9 hours ago, The Guest said:

I’ve seen a few people (including Lampard) trying to claim it wasn’t a red, deluding themselves that Kepa was getting their first.  Even if that was in doubt, which it wasn’t, then it should still be a red because of Christiansen’s intent.  He’s making that challenge to take away any chance Mane gets there and hoping the referee bottles it which he did.  I was pissed off with the ref even though he overturned it because he should be looking at what happened live and giving the benefit to Mane because of how cynical the foul was.  He’s not just hauling him down for a laugh there and clearly had no interest in the ball.

 

You can guarantee there will be a vaguely similar situation within a week or two where the ref doesn’t give it and there will be uproar about how VAR benefits us again.

 

Thiago was as brilliant as expected.  His technique is so unique.  The disguise he puts on passes is going to lead to some outrageous football.  I liked the fact he got stuck in and won a couple of headers as well. He’s not shirking any responsibilities on any front.

We didn’t even have to wait a bit more than a day although they give it as a red as well for Sheff Utd.

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22 minutes ago, Bad Red Bull said:

Kindly paste the first one mate if you have the full article

Frank Lampard’s blue privilege will go only so far against self-made Klopp | Frank Lampard | The Guardian

 

Backed by a clutch of costly summer arrivals, the bristling Chelsea manager must back his jibes with results 

 

Barney Ronay

 

“Only title you’ve won and you’re giving it the big ’un.”

 

There were some fascinating shades to the touchline stramash between Frank Lampard and Jürgen Klopp in the dog days of the Premier League’s summer season.

 

Liverpool were 1-0 up at Anfield. Mateo Kovacic had just been booked, a little softly, for a foul on Sadio Mané. In touchline footage of the incident, the managers are up on their feet watching the game, but Lampard is already seething, pre-enraged, whirling about in his padded coat, a man for whom this straw, whichever straw it may be, is clearly the last straw.

 

The initial beef appears to have involved members of the Liverpool staff, whom Lampard keeps speaking to even as Klopp repeatedly tells him to calm down, gesturing with both hands like a man instructing an excitable labradoodle puppy to stop barking at the letterbox.

 

At which point Lampard goes nuclear. Nobody puts Frank in the corner. Patronised in front of his bench, perhaps feeling himself losing the moment, he decides to pull rank with that bare-knuckle, shirts-off, medals-on-the-table jibe.

 

The implications of which seem clear enough. He, Frank, has won three of those things, not just the one. He, Frank, was on the Anfield pitch six years ago when the last one of your lot to attempt the giving-of-the-big-one was put in his place by toxic, touchy mid-career José, who seems increasingly to be a key influence. And finally, while Liverpool’s title win was impressive, he, Frank, will be the judge of exactly what the correct level of excitement is around here.

 

Exchanges such as these are generally best forgotten, a process not helped in this case by the stadium silence clarifying every word (“Tell them to have respect!”) while also capturing the gawks and gasps of the players sitting behind.

 

But this did feel like a significant moment or at least a choice of words that offers its own way in, its own clues. First, about the differing paths Lampard and Klopp have taken to reach this shared stage. And second about Lampard’s own public persona, the sense of a man for whom the path from A-list player to A-list manager has been greased and hurried along; and whose time at Chelsea has been accompanied by the clanks and creaks and whirring pulleys of a popular pantomime villain being winched into place.

 

At which point, welcome to round two. Liverpool’s trip to Stamford Bridge on Sunday afternoon was always likely to be a bravura occasion, not just a first meeting of title challengers, but a fixture that has often had something slightly wild about it. A mere 60 days on, it is inevitable a first public reunion of the two managers will become a point of focus. Rightly so, too: Jürgen v Frank II is a mouthwatering piece of froth, not to mention an easy dichotomy to draw.
 

Klopp is, if nothing else, a self-made presence in professional football. His father sold wall fixings and had nothing of any sporting value to bequeath but a fierce competitive spirit. His honours as a player were easy to keep track of: there weren’t any. As a coach, Klopp took six years and three seasons in Bundesliga.2 to get his big break.

 

Whereas Frank Lampard: Elite Level Manager is something else altogether. Success is what happens when talent meets opportunity. What if you just keep on getting a lot more opportunity than other people?

 

Uncle Harry Redknapp told a televised fans forum that Frank would go 'right to the very top' as a player. Lampard’s father, Frank Sr, played for England and was the assistant manager at his first Premier League club (assistant, lest we forget, to Lampard’s uncle). In his autobiography, Rio Ferdinand recalls being stunned by the sheer opulence of Lampard’s home life as a young footballer – “the Ralph Lauren jumpers and shirts piled high in his wardrobe, a different one for every day of the week”.

 

Before long uncle Harry Redknapp was telling a televised fans forum that Frank would go to the top – “right to the very top” – as a player. Reassurance, good choices, strong connections: none of this can make you succeed. But it certainly doesn’t hurt.


Management has been a fast-forward version of this process. First up uncle Harry got him a job at Ipswich (“I said: ‘You need a manager; Frank Lampard is your man.’”) but Frank turned Ipswich down. The budget wasn’t up to scratch. But wait! Harry has heard Derby need a manager, too. (“I rang Mel Morris… I said: ‘Take Frank Lampard.’”)

 

There is, as yet, no word on Harry phoning Roman Abramovich on his yacht (“I said: ‘Roman, mate, take Frank …’”) but by now that path looked set, eased by Morris’s relationship with Chelsea, by Maurizio Sarri’s poor fit with the fans and by some flattering coverage of the failure to gain promotion with Derby.

 

Even then the move back to Stamford Bridge found an additional note of fortune with the concurrent loosening of the financial fair play shackles. And so here he stands, a 42-year-old with no real managerial pedigree beyond the one he was born with, in charge of the highest close-season spenders in European club football.

 

It is a theme Klopp turned to in the post-Anfield rumblings with a reference, as Chelsea hoovered up assorted shared transfer targets, to “clubs owned by countries and oligarchs”. In return Lampard noted that Liverpool’s own recruitment has been “at a high level money-wise”.

 

It seems likely to be a theme of the day. Tory boy Frank and his endlessly gushing money well ranged against Jürgen and the hedge-funders, with their moral rectitude and their spending caps, the authority born of finely budgeted success.

 

There are two points worth making. First, as ever, the truth is more blurred. The idea Chelsea have embarked on a wild, generational spending splurge is only half right. The summer brought a series of fantasy-football-style additions, but as the financial blogger Swiss Ramble has pointed out this is just the usual business model in overdrive.

 

Chelsea are a selling cub as much as a buying one. Their net player spend in the past two years is around £60m. The market is depressed. Youthful talent is up for grabs. It is the moment to invest. If Chelsea don’t buy Kai Havertz now then they can’t also sell him on in two years’ time at a profit.

 

Plus, Lampard is right to an extent. Chelsea’s purchases may be backed by Abramovich’s willingness to lend cash, their economic heft an unearned, ersatz thing. But their starting XI on the opening day of the season still cost slightly less than Liverpool’s own. The real point of tension is that Liverpool have been cautious while Chelsea have stomped right across the set. Liverpool wanted to sign Timo Werner, but the gossip well suggests they have also looked at Havertz, Ben Chilwell and Hakim Ziyech in the past couple of years.

 

It may seem a deeply Lampard kind of moment that all four of those players should arrive instead at Stamford Bridge this summer. But favour and patronage only take you so far and there is a pressure with this, too.

 

The decision to hire Lampard was commercial as much as sentimental, a way of appeasing the fanbase and burnishing the brand in a year when the ability to build a team was curtailed. That has now gone. There is no reason to assume this group of players can’t stay on Liverpool’s shoulder into the new year and perhaps even prevent them from adding to that total of one measly title.

 

At Brighton on Monday Chelsea were sleepy for 45 minutes, then energised by the sheer quality of replacements Lampard could send on. Werner looked like what he is, a stellar attacking talent. Havertz will get better (he couldn’t get much worse). Ziyech and Christian Pulisic are still to enter the frame. A new, or at least mildly competent, goalkeeper would round off the picture, and a £22m deal for Édouard Mendy has been agreed with Rennes.

 

The path to this point may have been smoothed, paved at times with blue privilege. But Lampard will be judged by the hierarchy on his results this year; no doubt with the usual degree of ruthlessness.

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10 hours ago, sir roger said:

Can't believe you've been so dismissive of Evertons title tilt, Dave.

hahah Even got a call from My Blue Nosed Brother all excited about being 'top of the league' last year he was finished with football. Now he's full of Royal Blue BS, hopefully they keep doing well for a few more weeks as the inevitable pop will be a joy to behold.

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1 minute ago, index1000 said:

hahah Even got a call from My Blue Nosed Brother all excited about being 'top of the league' last year he was finished with football. Now he's full of Royal Blue BS, hopefully they keep doing well for a few more weeks as the inevitable pop will be a joy to behold.

Should have told him Sir Patrick Vallance was pushing null and void 

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17 hours ago, Dr Nowt said:

It’s positively brimming with excellent snides at him, but “Nobody puts Frank in the corner” is easily the best of the lot.

 

Especially as he wouldn’t fit.

Tory boy Frank, too.

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22 hours ago, lifetime fan said:

The fat cunt spent £75m on Havartz and has played him in two wrong positions, made a world class player look shite and hooked him at half time in his second game. 
 

Prick. 

This, he is will be like the England managers he played for, group of really good players and throw them in the team no matter what their position as long as he gets them in the team...I hope he stays a long time 

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