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Was out last night so didn't see the game, my niece is off to uni a couple of weeks so we all went out for a meal and a few beers.

I've missed this

A Saturday 3:00pm kick off? What is this sorcery? Rarer than hen's teeth those nowadays, as to me it always seems we're in that late Saturday or last-game-on-Sunday slot. What do we need? Nous. Intensity. Nerve. Efficiency. Nuisance factor. Impudence. Luck. I don't ask for much. The corresponding fixture last season was the last game of the season, where a Sadio brace secured a 2-0 win and a place in this season's Champions League. We'd found an upsurge in form while those ahead of us began to falter, and we ended up finishing 3rd. Of course the game from yesteryear has to be the 9-0 tonking we dished out to Steve Coppell's Palace side in mid-September 1989. It was Aldo's last game as we'd sold him to Real Sociedad, and one of the abiding memories was of him lashing most of his kit into the Kop at the end. He's done some very questionable things off the field, and could be a bit of a hothead on it at times, but there is no doubting his love for LFC. He doesn't try to hide his bias which is why he does punditry and co-commentator for local radio and the club channel rather than at national level. Anyway, my other main memory is of a great chipped goal from McMahon. Palace's goalkeeper Perry Suckling never really recovered from the trauma of this game, and Palace replaced him with a young Nigel Martyn soon after this game, making him the country's first million-pound goalkeeper in the process. Nicol got 2, Gillespie and Hysen both got on the scoresheet, and the attacking threat of Barnes, Beardsley, Rush and Aldo saw each of them register a goal. Mark Bright has been a bitter bastard when talking about us ever since. Incidentally, I never realised Palace's Geoff Thomas had skied a penalty over the bar in this game either. The top film at the box office in mid-September 1989 was Sea Of Love, starring Al Pacino as an alcoholic burned-out homicide detective, and Ellen Barkin co-starring as the love interest whose ex is the murderer offing all her dates. Pacino's played the same sort of role to more telling effect in the likes of Heat. It's not a bad film, and is as coherent and watchable as any decent film in the thriller genre, but at the same time there is nothing particularly memorable about it. Ellen Barkin has a bit of a weird face too. Anyway, Palace. Now managed by Vieira and looking to have settled down a bit. I read that they had a dozen players out of contract in the summer. Andros Townsend went to the shite but I can't remember if anyone else left as, Odsonne Edouard aside, they seem to have the exact same team as last year. They still have a bit of pace and goal threat in attack with the likes of Zaha. But we have plenty of threats of our own. As ever, it's about us playing with the right attitude and intent as if we play like we are capable of, we could very well blitz this lot again. It might not be as goal-heavy as in 1989 but we are more than capable of getting the job done and getting the 3 points. Just get it done.

My favourite moment was Thiago's reaction to Henderson's goal.

My Jungle Book wallpaper.

City allowed someone to score a hat-trick against them despite spending a gazzilion quid. United managed to lose despite becoming the Unofficial world champions when signing Ronaldo. Milan couldnt get past the half way line largely because the Liverpool eleven picked for the game played them off the park. We let them back in, then turned it around and won the game. Marvellous stuff

Report by Dave Usher Welcome back Anfield European nights. We’ve missed you. This was actually very similar to the last one we had only this time the result went in our favour. The performance was similar to the Atletico one and we got sucker punched a couple of times just like in that game too. I feel as though that was our last game in this competition even though it wasn’t. For me, it’s almost like last season’s Champions League campaign didn’t happen. Honestly, I’d forgotten about it completely to be honest. On the post match podcast John mentioned us being knocked out by Real Madrid and I almost corrected him to say it was Atletico. I’d just pushed it out of my mind completely. All footy without fans was crap but Champions League nights without them were especially bad. Other than Real Madrid, off the top of my head I honestly can’t remember anyone else we played last season. Probably Napoli as we always play them, but I’m not even sure about that. This year it’s entirely different. This group we’re in is fucking boss and every game is one to look forward to now that fans are back. I’m so glad Milan are back from seven years away and I hope we see them become a threat again over the next few years. Not too much of a threat, obviously, but European football needs the Italian teams to be strong. The balance is too far in favour of the Premier League. PSG and Bayern now. Nobody else is really a factor other than maybe Atletico. AC Milan are probably the Italian club most like us and there’s a mutual respect there. The gap between the sides is massive though and losing only 3-2 is almost like a win for Milan because they got fucking battered here. We were so impressive for almost all of this game but we do have one glaring flaw, and that’s not turning dominance into goals. To go in 2-1 after the way we’d played in the opening 30 minutes or so defied all logic. The opening quarter of an hour was unreal. Milan must have wondered what the fuck they’d stumbled into as they were getting steamrollered. The intensity we started the game with is impossible for any team to live with. You can’t do that for ninety minutes of course, so that’s why it’s so vital that you make it count when you are that dominant. We never did that. I thought we got a bit complacent. That’s maybe not quite the right word, but we definitely relaxed a little too much. It’s understandable to a point as it was so easy and we were in a completely different league to Milan. They couldn’t cope and were hanging on desperately. This is just a teaser, click here to view the full article Please note that Match Reports are only available to website subscribers. Subscriptions cost just £2 a month (you need to register first) and can be purchased here.

She definitely is. She looks like Cyril Sneer.

When Naby Keita finally fucks off, he'll be remembered for pulling out of challenges, doing fuck all with the ball, getting nutmegged, being easily brushed off the ball, giving needless fouls away, and constantly losing his man. Worst signing ever.

I admire reds fans who can watch other sides. I honestly have no interest. Not saying that makes me a better red btw. Just cant watch other teams.

Has there ever been a song that sounds as incredible unplugged and quiet as when it absolutely rocks. On one of his last tours when he played albums in their entirety, he played Born to Run (my favourite) in Limerick - when the opening bars of this played, wow.

Candi. Not close.

All the money in the world wont ever make them a bigger club than us. All they are is the Everton of Manchester who got lucky. United will always eclipse them in that city, same as we will over them lot in this one. Everton couldn't fill their ground for European games (ok it was Europa league but even so after they've not been in Europe for years they should be packing it out no throwing kids at players) Fuck city, Fuck Everton and fuck both their sets of stay-away, deluded fans.

I love a rant about bins, proper old man territory but today I'm raging. Cleaned out my blue recycling bin last week and it was getting emptied this morning, I'm working from home so seen the bin truck turn up and empty the bins, the man puts mine and next doors bin in the path outside. I go out five minutes ago to retrieve my bin and put on the drive but in the time between it being emptied and now some scruffy twat has taken it upon themselves to use my bin to dispose of a large McDonald's bag full of empty food boxes etc but aslo thrown in two large half drunk coffee's so when thrown in the coffee has gone everywhere in the bin turning all the paper soggy and leaving a big bath of coffee at the bottom. Fucking fuming, would have loved to have seen the pond life scum that did this.

I noticed after the match a bit of mutual applause between the Milan fans and Reds in the Main Stand. I like stuff like that.

Its worth noting that the Number 1 record in the UK at the time of the above mentioned massacre was this absolute belter:

None of those cost over £50M though.

I have survived having had a bowel cancer op. 6 years ago' so anyone out there who has cancer don't give up there is always hope.

A proper CL game, a win, some goals and people calling each other cunts on the FF. It doesn't get any better than this.

Shut the fuck up you tit. We have just won the game. Enjoy winning. Fucking hell.

Champions League nights are back at Anfield and what better opponent to mark the occasion than our old foe AC Milan. As expected, the game lived up to its billing as the Reds emerged victorious in a five goal thriller. Your midweek podcast host Chris Smith is joined by Liverpool Way editor Dave Usher and long time TLW stalwart John Gallagher to reflect on a thrilling night at Anfield that saw an unexpected return to the first team for Divock Origi, another goal for Mo Salah and a Gerrard-esque winner from the skipper. Other discussion points covered in this pod: • Naby - did he do enough? • Is Curtis a viable front three option? • Not trusting Mo on pens despite his success rate • James Milner's world class gamesmanship View full article

Top, top metrosexual analysis.

People who say things like 'that's just me' or 'that's the kind of person I am' when trying to excuse abhorrent behaviour. It seems to have crept in via the only way is Essex type shows, the idea that you can say and do whatever you want to someone, rant and rave, unleash foul mouthed tirades, even be violent, as long as you qualify it with 'that's just me babe - I'm a passionate person and I wear my heart on my sleeve'. It's kind of the reverse of what was old fashioned values. People may have wanted to say, do, wear what they wanted, but reined it in out of self respect and respect for others. Ladies and gentlemen.

Series Four so I’m a bit late to the party but really enjoying A House Through Time. The house in this series is in the Headingley area of Leeds so it helps that it’s a place I know well. It takes you through the history and stories of the people who lived in the house from when it was built, through to the present day. Presented by David Olusoga, it’s really interesting and is much about the changing nature of a City as the people that lived in the house. It’s on the IPlayer. 8/10

Can’t wait the first game Ive had a chance to get back to since Emre Can got the winner against Burnley seems like forever ago. My young lad is absolutely buzzing for it hopefully we can get the win.

My view now.

They can't fix the books like that

Tough choice Candi V Bruce but Thunder Road is my favourite song, one of the best versions below.

Some sound issues on this, especially early on. I know what causes it and moving forward it should be better.

Long may it continue.

Carla.

I think Origi would be decent enough if he was playing for a lower level club week in, week out. He's got a lot of talent but his form and mentality is streaky. He needs to be starting regularly somewhere.

Me and my lad are going he's managed to get 2 hospitality seats in the KDS to say I'm looking forward to it is an understatement c'mon Reds do these cockney bastards.

Klopp in thinly disguised "somebody take this cunt off our hands" plea. Seriously though I thought he did well last night.

I think I'm not being over dramatic in saying I hate non specs wearing Jürgen.

Rebecca was more fun, but I have a weakness for snooty women, so Diane for me please.

Are you drunk? Because you’re being a dickhead.

Amnesty International

I'd give a westernised Shamima a go, ultimate danger shag, piss her off and she might cut your head off. Halal in the streets, haram in the sheets! I was gonna post her in the milf thread, but I don't know if she's still eligible.

She's got no chance this time round then

Je ne regrette rien.

Jonathan Liew in the Guardian.

European footy is class, has a real way of giving managers fewer hiding places and thus sorting the men from the boys. Brendan is fucking awful at it, it's one of the reasons I've no real regrets about him no matter what he does domestically with Leicester - whenever he lines up against a continental team - no matter their calibre - he's found wanting, and as far as I'm concerned it's an absolute essential part of the job description that a Liverpool manager makes a dent in Europe. Solskjaer is weird. He got some good results against decent teams in the Europa last year (Milan springs to mind) but swap the same team to a Tuesday or Wednesday night and it turns to shit. Young Boys are pure Europa League and I've no doubt they'd have splatted them had last night's game taken place on a Thursday but as soon as he hears that anthem it all goes wrong. He's an absolute imposter, does nothing other than spout platitudes he thinks the fans want to hear and that talk up their size and scale like it's still the 90s. He loves to sniff his own farts and I fucking hate him - never before has someone so fucking talentless been given such an easy ride and been so pleased with themselves about it. Little fucking gnome.

Go for The Shield!

Harbour Lights cafe in Lossiemouth, Full Scottish breakfast £12 including tea & toast. All the meat products were very good apart from the Lorne sausage, the Stornaway black pudding and haggis was lovely , wanted some mushrooms but they wanted an extra £1.50 and wouldn’t do a swap for the Lorne sausage. My other half of tomato must have fallen off the plate somewhere between the kitchen and the table. Decent breakfast solid 8/10