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This Karen Carney bint gets right on my fucking tits, she’s absolutely shockingly bad.

Be even funnier if City got PSG. I reckon they beat City.

Fuck that, imagine the media if they got through to the final, the elation of them losing the Final still wouldn’t make up for the 2 weeks of utter shite from the media from the QFs to Final. Out at the groups or 1st KO is surely the best scenario.

This Enzo lad seems to be the new flavour of the month. I’d honestly never heard of the lad untill 2 or 3 days ago when all off LFC Twitter seem raving about him.

Point to prove? Could have fooled me. If you got a point to prove I’d expect to see some energy. This lad would be ace at Walking Football.

He plays exactly the same when he’s fully fit. I understand he’s been thrown in before he’s match fit. If it was still only 3 subs he’d prob not start today but he’s got his chance. I’d like to see him bust a gut, give his all, energy. I’ve never ever seen it from him. So careless in possession & slows everything down.

Curtis Jones winds me up to fuck, seems to play every game like it’s a training game, struts around with such arrogance without the talent to carry it off. He’ll never ever make it here

Fuck that. The wages he’d want too, One of the most overrated players of the last 10 years. Shite. There’s a reason he went back to Palace & stayed there.

Frank playing to his gallery. “Particularly when I think about City, when I think about how they handle themselves on and off the pitch, I think they’re a fantastic example.” https://www.liverpoolecho.co.uk/sport/football/football-news/frank-lampard-jurgen-klopp-city-25289563

That horrible fat cunt Samuel with a piece in the Fail about Jurgen being wrong & City doing everything right in the transfer market, they can’t do what they want, using them not signing Kane for 100m (after spending the same on Grealish) as proof. https://www.dailymail.co.uk/sport/article-11325337/MARTIN-SAMUEL-bottom-line-Jurgen-Klopp-wrong-City-spend-want.html

Yeah, 0–0s shouldn’t count as a clean sheet. Very misleading.

fixed

Danny Murphy is a know nothing, monotone, miserable cunt.

Team selection was shit? Can understand the Carvalho decision, bold but didnt work. Was all for it though. Nunez wasn’t bad, our midfield is the issue, massively. Poor finishing & inspired keeping means back to the drawing board? How many systems did we play? 1, but changed personnel. There is issues though, Fabinho & Trent are big concerns. Mo is a shadow, down to the midfield? Tactics? He’s not coming in as much as he used to. Frustrating as fuck but let’s not kneejerk.

4231 with 2 Fabinhos sitting sounds ace

The video doesn’t tell the whole story apparently, this fella was sat 2 rows behind him seen it all………….

Supposed to be a bit of Maverick

I won’t be going up so won’t need a room, but can I have a bumming?

He didn’t. According to transfermkt @75% as Right Mid.

Typical Neil Atkinson match report, what the actual fuck? The man is a complete tosser. LIVERPOOL face Sion in black kits. Sion red; red and starred. Liverpool dark and trim. The darkness sweeping around the place. The pit. The pit. The game starts. The selection. We can’t go on like this. That’s what you think. Questioning. How did we? The ball waves from left to right. What do we? The ball waves from right to left. How can we? Nobody comes. Nobody goes. It is terrible. Boots flecked with colour in the darkness. Blues. Florescents. Flicking and flocking. Clipping and clopping. Why did we? Stars on shirts. Why have we? Questioning. How can we? Why? Why have these lads, these specific lads, been sent out to toil when there is no conceivable good to become from their toil? Spades hitting icy ground. The crunch of soil being moved from here to there, from there to here. The ball bouncing, moving from left to right and from right to left. The movement pointless. Football reduced. The waves, the waves, were soldiers moving. Well thank you and thank you and thank you and again, we call upon the author to explain. Dead rubber. Rubber dead. Origi distant. Distant Origi. Disjointed, dishevelled, dysfunctional, disappointing, disheartening, disciplined, dystopian. Football without purpose. Without the desire to impress. Two eyes on Sunday. Football where no one wants to get hurt. Sticks and goals may break my bones. Eleven internationals for Liverpool. Eleven internationals. Eleven. Because of something, because of something. Brad Smith aside, delivery and all, because of something. There will be reasons. They will be good and smart. And yet. There are always reasons. Humanity finds reasons and purpose in its greatest mundanities. This, the admin, Radio X. We are born. We entertain ourselves, we procreate, we find purpose. We die. The blackest kit. The darkest pit. The lads running without knowing how or why. The toil. Toiling lads, two eyes on Sunday. Because Sunday is important. The ice cracking beneath the moulded studs. Synchopated strides. Sinews pumping. No two snowflakes are alike. Who cares? What difference does it make. Two eyes on Sunday but travelled. Two wins and the group is Liverpool’s. Two eyes on Sunday but toiled. Two wins and four draws. Two eyes on Sunday. A Sunday which has been too rarely won after ten undefeated points. But we always find something, eh Kloppo, to give us the impression we exist. We always find something. Smith, Origi and all. Something to give us the impression we exist. Prolix. Prolix. Nothing a pair of scissors can’t fix.

Neil Atkinson irritates me to fuck, just can’t be having him. Pretentious tit.

Nothing freakish about inhalers & PEDS

Elliott looked very good until the injury but not sure how you can say Carvalho is ‘by far’ the best creatively when he’s played 1 full season in the Championship with 10 goals & 8 assists in 36 games for a promotion side & Mitrovic scoring for fun. Elliott played for a midtable Blackburn side at a younger age than Carvalho with 7 goals & 11 assists in 41 games. By far? It’s totally unknown how Carvalho will adjust to the Prem too.

Be interesting to gauge the fans feelings towards UEFA next season. Boo the anthem, turn our backs, go all Man City? We can’t forget what happened & there’s no doubt in my mind, at the moment anyway, that my (our) love affair with Big Ears has been tainted. They can fuck right off is the way I feel at the minute.