Proper game that. With a proper statement win that wouldn’t have happened last season but one that had all the hallmarks of ‘19/‘20 stamped all over it.
Todays admin-
Title Countdown:
4 wins down/ 26 to go.
13 points down/ 80 to go.
Current PL unbeaten run:
P 16 W 11 D 5 F 39 A 18 CS: 5
Current unbeaten away PL run:
P 8 W 5 D 3 F 21 A 9 CS: 2
Let’s start with the bad and work forward-
Wolves fans. What a horrible bunch of low life meffs they continue to be. From the father saying to his son walking ahead of us to the ground that Scousers are
’Always crying about Hillsborough. Never there fault over anything!’ (If he hadn’t had his young lad with him, that would have got nasty quickly for him.
). Through singing about unemployment and poverty to then being mind numbingly stupid to think belting out ‘GSTK’ remotely bothers us in any way, shape or form, they really are a detestable fanbase. The S going back and forth between them above all game was verging on the bad arl’ days.
Why is it lads from absolute S/Holes with little prospects sing that S the loudest?
Players feigning head injuries. Someone is going to end up in a seriously bad way with all this when some ref ignores a genuine concussion. Gary O’Neill needs to have a word with more than one of his players over that.
L’pool in the first half. Absolute dog bleep back to front for 40 or so minutes. But, crucially, they were never lacking commitment and grit, sticking together to ride it out until half-time to collect themselves and remember just how boss they are.
Which leads to the good-
L’pool second half. Spurred by a manager, yet again this season, making superb, game changing substitutions and changing the shape of the side to correct his own failings in the first half, the Reds are like night and day over the two halves and absolutely dominate and out work/ fight a Wolves side in to total submission for a totally deserved win. A win that was as much a statement to themselves as anyone that the Klopp 2.0 side is every bit the
’Mentality Monsters!’ group his first vintage were.
We’ll leave the player mentions with a massive
for Jarell Quansah who had one of the most impressive, composed full-debuts in defence since Robbie Jones put Ryan Giggs in his back pocket in front of the National TV cameras way back when.
Darwin for continuing to be an unplayable #9. Don’t see anyone laughing at him or the fee now.
And Harvey Elliott and Curtis Jones for celebrating in our end in the Scousest of Scouse ways. Two boss young lads that bleed this club and know
EXACTLY what it means to the lads they jumped over hurdles to join.
That second half, that whole game of showing the grit and desire to get the W in the most trying of circumstances (key players missing/ youngster making full-debut at CH/ flat Sat’day dinner KO. And one straight after an International break at that/ hostile environment they went behind in/ playing as poorly as they have in many a game et al) ….. that is the stuff of Champions. These are the games that win you titles. ‘19/‘20 was full of them for Jurgen’s first title.
Now he is building a new side to take us to his second.
Roll on an early flight to Bratislava Wednesday morning as the long road to Dublin gets underway.
UTR!
FTT!!!!!