Hello good people… and thanks to all of you who have been littering my inbox with hate mail. I actually enjoy it!
I know I irritate the life out of some of you, but that’s just a consequence of speaking my mind, what I believe and my dislike of anything except Chelsea.
I could concentrate on the Burnleys and Southamptons of this world, but let’s be honest, you probably wouldn’t read it.
As it stands, the big story at the moment happens to be the decline of Liverpool from the heights of last season and I ain’t gonna ignore it.
It must hurt so much after so long to have such an intense period of success, only for it to be a fleeting fart in the giant anus of football history.
What made it that much more acute for us non-Liverpool fans was the level of hysteria winning the Premier League created amongst our usually laidback Liverpudlian counterparts.
It went on for months… felt like I was living in an ecstasy-filled rave in a Valkenberg psychiatric ward. Just lost their minds.
Of course I understand, 30 years of waiting, you’re gonna celebrate, but now what?
As Pep Guardiola’s Manchester City is throwing the proverbial egg in ya face, Manchester United are on top of you and Jurgen Klopp is struggling to find a smile.
OK, we heard last week that he lost his mum and condolences from all, no doubt. He spoke of her so fondly and it’s obviously been a blow.
So perhaps the criticism in recent weeks regarding his “awful behaviour to journalists” can be regarded as harsh. However, he knows it and he’s said it.
The German admits of his team: “We have been playing at the limit for six years. Every year we have to raise the level of the previous year. If you have to stretch like that, every downward deviation is emphasised.”
Why was I laughed at by you for saying the same a couple of weeks ago? There it is, from the boss…
Accusations have been levelled against Klopp from all quarters about the “excuses” he’s been pushing, but surely it’s not hard to see that Liverpool reached a peak and are now gradually falling back down to earth.
However, I honestly don’t believe this is the end.
The charismatic Klopp has helped revitalise the club, he’s brought back pride in a massive way, he’s put structures in place to help guide youngsters through and pushed a brand of football not dissimilar to the great Liverpool sides of the past.
It’s been a phenomenal phase that has surely laid the foundations for future success.
But in the meantime, it ain’t looking good after 24 games –Liverpool now have 30 fewer points than they did at the same stage last season, the biggest drop by any reigning champion at this stage of a campaign in English top-flight history.
That’s a mad stat to say the least. On the upside, there is no question that losing centreback options and plugging from the midfield has been hugely detrimental to the side.
This should fire up transfer activity in a big way this summer. So not all is lost, my dear Liverpool friends, and tonight a chance to atone with a solid Champions League outing against RB Leipzig.
But there is no doubt, (and I assume we will have beaten Newcastle last night) that Chelsea being on top of Liverpool after all the bragging and piss-taking from ya’ll, brings a warm soft pulse in the heart of my testiclettes…
Nou kan julle gerus julle bekke hou!
On that wonderful note… Stay safe good people, do the right thing, lets wave bye bye to the second wave!