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Nothing inherently wrong with the will of 51 trumping that of 49. The problem is, what do the 51 want? Leavers consists of everyone from Bennite-Trotskyites to Singapore-on-Thames disaster capitalists and all points inbetween. As an aside, the extent to which commentary on British politics can't incorporate the notion of single transferrable votes into the debate is noteworthy. All the discussion of a second referendum is limited by talk of which two options should be on the ballot paper. The thought of having three options - No Deal, May's Deal, Remain - and ranking them 1-3 does not compute with even the most thoughtful of commentators.

His mistake was going in the first place. I can imagine him going across the threshold of Number 10 thinking "we really are in a crisis here, surely this time will be diff...oh for fuck's sake."

If Liverpool win the league this year, that article will need to be updated to include Everton hating every club that Liverpool beat twice.

Origi's goal certainly belongs on the top shelf (ask your grandad, kids).

Bloos: typical spawny Redshite, drawing a pub team. Also Bloos: typical cocky Redshite, being so dismissive of Porto.

But that's enough about Bloody Sunday.

Anyone who thinks both sides are to blame for this debacle is part of the problem.

The mainstream Leave campaigners, not those on the lunatic fringes, proclaimed that the UK could have almost all the benefits of EU membership with none of the costs. Even now you can see Leavers here proclaiming how they voted for a Good Brexit and it's not their fault that others voted for a Bad Brexit. But yeah, both sides.

It's not dying, it's changing into something new, and while that's not always a bad thing - the display of scumbaggery we saw at St Andrews yesterday was far more frequent back in the day - I'm finding it increasingly easy to ignore it. Part of that is getting older. I remember a local who, when asked who he supported, describing himself as "Liverpool - retired". I thought that was a very strange attitude to have, but 15 years on I can relate to it more. A few weeks back I went to a hurling match in Dublin. Waterford lost, missing a last-minute penalty that would have won them the game, but I was almost indifferent to the result. I only paid €15 for the ticket and I was able to sit down next to my siblings at the game, the entirety of which we spent taking the piss out of each other. There isn't an outlet for this kind of thing any more in football, or at least not following Liverpool*. Bringing my 5-year-old son to Anfield is going to be like a military operation, and I don't mean getting to Liverpool, that's the easy part. Getting tickets is going to have to be planned months in advance. It's a chore, and with an uncertain payoff. The more I think about it, it's not football that's dying - it's me. *And yes, I'm fully aware I'm part of the problem. I've decided I'm not going to Anfield any more, but there are literally millions of people behind me only too eager to take my place in the pecking order. If I/they stuck to supporting their local team, things would be very different.

You don’t need a top stadium to have images of a top stadium but they have images of a top stadium.

The Liverpool derby? Feewwmm incoming in 3...2...1...