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Funny weekend that that summed up the season perfectly. It promised everything but faded out in to a disappointingly flat ending.
Hard to convey to anyone not fully immersed in an inter-City Scouse rivalry just why you’d travel 4 hours and 200 odd miles, to then have little to no interest in your teams final game of the season with most everyones interest in r end fully focused on the game taking place back home.
But that was pretty much how the Southampton game yesterday went. If the away end looked half empty in the second half, that was because most never came back up after half-time as they had the Everton match on the screens under the stand!
I stayed in view of the pitch for what its worth the full 90. I wanted to give Bobby and Milner the send off they deserved. Which we did in style. Boss to have Milner’s name belted out after the great banner in front of us. But my focus was on my moby and updates from Goodison and Leicester …..
Sadly, that just wasn’t to be as the Ev stayed up, yet again, by the skin of their teeth. Turning what would have been the biggest L’pool party imaginable pretty darn flat. Which wasn’t helped by Southampton being a really poor place for a night out so last night was like the season as a whole. Pretty ’meh.’
With Bournemouth failing to save our season, and the Southampton game having no meaning to even begin to analyse something so laid back that nobody was remotely bothered about, there’s little mote to add on the football this weekend. And any thoughts on this grim season, that at least gained serious momentum for next year as it turned after Christmas, cab come later.
So a few end of season awards we concurred on the drive home today-
Best away of the Season-
This was limited as we’ve been garbage for most all of it away from Anfield. There were some great shouts of the Charity Shield opener. And Rangers and Ajax in Europe. (The latter of which is in my top 5 all time Euro aways. Belter, mad funny trip of absolute carnage as you can imagine being Amsterdam.).
But the unanimous winner, for the second straight year, was Brentford. Brilliant location in West London. Brilliant supporters who are the most welcoming and friendliest in the league. Non of the usual ‘Home fans only’ garbage in the boozers around there. Brilliant choice of top notch pubs and places to eat. Just a brilliant all around day if you didn’t let the result spoil it. Which you rarely do when you’ve a long trip home.
Best away atmosphere of the season-
Europe- Rangers. Maybe it was the Rangers fans being A1 dcks and making it very moody. Maybe it was being stuck in the corner which always seems to bring out the best in us. But that was a proper pride night of outstanding vocal. With the team responding to hand Rangers their heaviest ever defeat at both Ibrox Park and in Europe.
League- Leicester. The 15 minute solid Bobby serenade topped off a 90 minute song after song after song of outstanding vocal that drowned out the low life Tory replies from a horrible fanbase nobody is sorry to see the back of.
With a shout out to Leicester again. In the Charity Shield. That was a very messy, utterly brilliant way to start the season celebrating the CS like we’d just won the league haha! Tell anyone there, including the thoroughly P off City fans and team, who gave it everything, that one didn’t matter.
Best away bevvy/ scran of the season-
See above. Brentford. We were already having a brilliant meal, in a great old pub on the banks of the Thames overlooking a cricket pitch of all places, when one of the Belgium lads tipped unexpectedly, decided wine, and copious amounts of, was needed. And messy, but hilarious, carnage ensued that involved a dance with a female police officer among other surreal events.
Best European Trip-
Ajax- Our entire end has never been as relaxed and high haha. Three days of absolute bedlam. Amsterdam. Enough said!
Best game of the Season-
Handing Utd their biggest and most embarrassing ever defeat. Don’t think we played that great either. Or that the ground was bouncing louder than other Anfield games. But Utd. 7-0. Ultimate humiliation for your greatest rivals who now can’t say jack to you about anything. Doesn’t get much better than that!
I shall spare some great friends and reds embarrassment from naming the drunkenest ‘display’ of the season/ worst ‘did yer Ma dress you?’ clobber/ most wool thing of the year et al awards.
Devoed the Ev stayed up.
Made up to lose a long trip in Southampton. A gang of bad Tory meffs in Leicester. And a horrible gang of lads in Leeds. (Although credit where credits due. They behaved this year at Elland Road and didn’t mock poverty or tragedy once. Baby steps …..)
Luton finally back is a proper pain but they should only last a season. Made ip with Burnley and Sheff Utd. Close, boss trips.
Glad to get home early this avvy. It’s been a long an wearisome season off the back of the horrors of Paris. And I’m not talking about the grim football for most of it, glad its over and we can fully rest ip finally and recharge.
Ready to do it all again in August across Europe with our team.
And lest we forget, for the 38th year-
Liverpool ricorda. Dio riposi.❤
Hard to convey to anyone not fully immersed in an inter-City Scouse rivalry just why you’d travel 4 hours and 200 odd miles, to then have little to no interest in your teams final game of the season with most everyones interest in r end fully focused on the game taking place back home.
But that was pretty much how the Southampton game yesterday went. If the away end looked half empty in the second half, that was because most never came back up after half-time as they had the Everton match on the screens under the stand!
I stayed in view of the pitch for what its worth the full 90. I wanted to give Bobby and Milner the send off they deserved. Which we did in style. Boss to have Milner’s name belted out after the great banner in front of us. But my focus was on my moby and updates from Goodison and Leicester …..
Sadly, that just wasn’t to be as the Ev stayed up, yet again, by the skin of their teeth. Turning what would have been the biggest L’pool party imaginable pretty darn flat. Which wasn’t helped by Southampton being a really poor place for a night out so last night was like the season as a whole. Pretty ’meh.’
With Bournemouth failing to save our season, and the Southampton game having no meaning to even begin to analyse something so laid back that nobody was remotely bothered about, there’s little mote to add on the football this weekend. And any thoughts on this grim season, that at least gained serious momentum for next year as it turned after Christmas, cab come later.
So a few end of season awards we concurred on the drive home today-
Best away of the Season-
This was limited as we’ve been garbage for most all of it away from Anfield. There were some great shouts of the Charity Shield opener. And Rangers and Ajax in Europe. (The latter of which is in my top 5 all time Euro aways. Belter, mad funny trip of absolute carnage as you can imagine being Amsterdam.).
But the unanimous winner, for the second straight year, was Brentford. Brilliant location in West London. Brilliant supporters who are the most welcoming and friendliest in the league. Non of the usual ‘Home fans only’ garbage in the boozers around there. Brilliant choice of top notch pubs and places to eat. Just a brilliant all around day if you didn’t let the result spoil it. Which you rarely do when you’ve a long trip home.
Best away atmosphere of the season-
Europe- Rangers. Maybe it was the Rangers fans being A1 dcks and making it very moody. Maybe it was being stuck in the corner which always seems to bring out the best in us. But that was a proper pride night of outstanding vocal. With the team responding to hand Rangers their heaviest ever defeat at both Ibrox Park and in Europe.
League- Leicester. The 15 minute solid Bobby serenade topped off a 90 minute song after song after song of outstanding vocal that drowned out the low life Tory replies from a horrible fanbase nobody is sorry to see the back of.
With a shout out to Leicester again. In the Charity Shield. That was a very messy, utterly brilliant way to start the season celebrating the CS like we’d just won the league haha! Tell anyone there, including the thoroughly P off City fans and team, who gave it everything, that one didn’t matter.
Best away bevvy/ scran of the season-
See above. Brentford. We were already having a brilliant meal, in a great old pub on the banks of the Thames overlooking a cricket pitch of all places, when one of the Belgium lads tipped unexpectedly, decided wine, and copious amounts of, was needed. And messy, but hilarious, carnage ensued that involved a dance with a female police officer among other surreal events.
Best European Trip-
Ajax- Our entire end has never been as relaxed and high haha. Three days of absolute bedlam. Amsterdam. Enough said!
Best game of the Season-
Handing Utd their biggest and most embarrassing ever defeat. Don’t think we played that great either. Or that the ground was bouncing louder than other Anfield games. But Utd. 7-0. Ultimate humiliation for your greatest rivals who now can’t say jack to you about anything. Doesn’t get much better than that!
I shall spare some great friends and reds embarrassment from naming the drunkenest ‘display’ of the season/ worst ‘did yer Ma dress you?’ clobber/ most wool thing of the year et al awards.
Devoed the Ev stayed up.
Made up to lose a long trip in Southampton. A gang of bad Tory meffs in Leicester. And a horrible gang of lads in Leeds. (Although credit where credits due. They behaved this year at Elland Road and didn’t mock poverty or tragedy once. Baby steps …..)
Luton finally back is a proper pain but they should only last a season. Made ip with Burnley and Sheff Utd. Close, boss trips.
Glad to get home early this avvy. It’s been a long an wearisome season off the back of the horrors of Paris. And I’m not talking about the grim football for most of it, glad its over and we can fully rest ip finally and recharge.
Ready to do it all again in August across Europe with our team.
And lest we forget, for the 38th year-
Liverpool ricorda. Dio riposi.❤