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Still absolutely buzzing today after that superb, heroic, old school Euro away display last night against one of Europes current very, VERY best sides.
PROPER football that and the proudest I’ve been of them all season long. And it’s been a season of stupendous Liverpudlian pride game after game after game.
And now we get them back to r’s to show them what’s what. The most feared ground in Europe were WE get to set the tempo of the dance. On and off the field. Collective as one.
All the best PSG. If you deal with the wild, feral ferocity of Anfield as well as we grafted our backsides off to deal with everything you could throw at us at yours, fair play to you. You’ll have deserved the spoils.
But this is the card we always carry in two legged European, knockout football that NO other club in Europe does. And this is what we worked so tirelessly to set-up last night.
I strongly fancy our chances of having this all over again at Villa the next round.
Up the old school European Reds!
PROPER football that and the proudest I’ve been of them all season long. And it’s been a season of stupendous Liverpudlian pride game after game after game.
And now we get them back to r’s to show them what’s what. The most feared ground in Europe were WE get to set the tempo of the dance. On and off the field. Collective as one.
All the best PSG. If you deal with the wild, feral ferocity of Anfield as well as we grafted our backsides off to deal with everything you could throw at us at yours, fair play to you. You’ll have deserved the spoils.
But this is the card we always carry in two legged European, knockout football that NO other club in Europe does. And this is what we worked so tirelessly to set-up last night.
I strongly fancy our chances of having this all over again at Villa the next round.
Up the old school European Reds!
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Not including Paris, as I was never going back there so soon after 2022, what a glorious late winter day to end my 4 game, COVID enforced sabbatical from the match. 
Up the back at the title celebration's Reds!
Up the back at the title celebration's Reds!
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Routine wins when he scores and does his thing. On a glorious late winters day that was verging on shorts and sunnies weather ….. Returning to the match doesn’t get much better. 
Yesterdays admin-
Title Countdown:
21 wins down/ 8 to go.
70 points down/ 22 to go.
Current PL unbeaten run:
P 25 W 18 D 7 F 62 A 26 CS: 9
3 Straight Wins.
Current unbeaten home PL run:
P 12 W 10 D 2 F 29 A 10 CS: 4
4 Straight Wins.
When you’re as invested in this thing of ours, on the weekly, up and down the Country and across European lands, you don’t get time to breath, step back, and fully appreciate just what it means to you and just what enjoyment it gives regardless of the actual result or performance. It’s so hard to convey, to people who don’t make the sacrifices you do and all the shared experience therein, just what going the match gives you and means in people’s lives. Paris midweek aside, which I was never going to as I just couldn’t revisit that horrific trauma personally so soon after that horrible late May Saturday in 2022, yesterday was my first game back watching the mighty Reds since the Derby. ‘Only’ a 4 game absence laid up with a bleep dose of COVID that completely floored me. But man alive that craving to be back has seemed like an eternity. Just something as simple as being sat the boozer again before the game being skitted by yer mates about remembering where the ground is and how to get in.
Man did that feel good. 
The prohie seller opposite the Glenbuck on the corner of Sleepers Hill and Walton Breck I always have a good chat to when I get the programme off him, asking ‘Alright my mate. Where you been hiding the last few games?’ Lads on your row you only normally acknowledge with a pat the shoulder when squeezing past them to your seat, going ‘Alright lad. You been away?’ ….. Relationships you make through the regularity of you all doing the same thing, for the same collective cause, week after week. Just the routine of meeting yer mates in the Globe in town mid-morning, then the taxi up the Glenbuck for a few more ales and laughs, before the short walk on the ground to watch the next step of the mighty Reds imperious march to yet another league title ….. Man alive have I missed all that. Simple routines and relationships in your life that SO many people rely on weekly. And that’s before you even get to the actual 90 minutes. There really is NOTHING like this game and following a football club in life that gives you all that and more on the regular. I’m probably babbling and not conveying those emotions very well but Gods honest, it was ****** brilliant to be back at it again yesterday. 
And back to the preverbal game of two halves.
First-half, we were way too tepid. Slow paced, nowhere near enough energy. Allowing Southampton time to play. And I totally get it. It’s a routine game you expect to win. Sandwiched between two mammoth European ties. And a massive Cup Final. It’s only natural, as a player, you play within yourself after such a tough, physical and mental game in Paris. Before the massive week to come. But we were poor. Culminating in a farcical mix-up between Alisson and big Virg, both so immense at PSG, to leave us trailing at the half.
But as poor as were first-half, we were equally absolutely superb the second as we upped the intensity levels. Kudos to Arne yet again. He clearly gave them a rocket HT. And his in-game management and subs were yet again superb. Elliot in particular a complete game changer for the second time this week. (WHAT a save from Ramsdale BTW from him. Outstanding.). A feature of Slots season. The intensity went up on the park. We responded off it and went up another level as a crowd, as they finally gave us something to get behind. And Southampton just couldn’t live with it all.
And then, there HE is.
Love him or hate him, the complexities of Darwin continues to baffle everyone.
And doubtless will until he’s no longer here. One minute a completely unplayable number 9. Followed by large stretches of looking like a Sunday league number 9. His work rate and sheer passion for this football club is what endears him to the crowd and makes him such a favourite. That Scouse attitude of not caring what anyone thinks outside, but just doing his thing, grafting his backside off for the collective cause, and having fun doing it. But man alive does he frustrate the living P out of you oft times.
Then, when you desperately need a BIG moment in a game, there he is. Newcastle last season. The last minute at Forest. Brentford two years in a row ….. SO many crucial moments. And then this past week. Changes the game in Paris. Makes the difference against a Southampton side we made harder work of than anyone was expecting.
The mad thing is this probably won’t lead to a run of goals. No matter how hard he works to improve. But, rest assured, when we need and are desperately craving someone to produce that big moment in a game between now and the seasons end, he’ll be there again. Answering the call.
You can’t help but love the living bones of a lad like that. And I sincerely hope he’s still our number 9 next year. But man does he vex the heck out of you among the big moments. The Darwin conundrum right there.
Right, I’ve rambled too long here so it’s time for a brew and some breakie. God I’ve missed sharing my weekend with everything and everyone that goes into making what you do SO worth the sacrifices you make to do it.
Is it Tuesday already and our turn to set the tempo and noise level to see if PSG can live with our dance? Like we lived with there’s and everything they could throw at us last week.
It’s ****** wonderful to be back in the saddle with our shared passion.
Up the unstoppable, imperious, Champions elect Reds!
Yesterdays admin-
Title Countdown:
21 wins down/ 8 to go.
70 points down/ 22 to go.
Current PL unbeaten run:
P 25 W 18 D 7 F 62 A 26 CS: 9
3 Straight Wins.
Current unbeaten home PL run:
P 12 W 10 D 2 F 29 A 10 CS: 4
4 Straight Wins.
When you’re as invested in this thing of ours, on the weekly, up and down the Country and across European lands, you don’t get time to breath, step back, and fully appreciate just what it means to you and just what enjoyment it gives regardless of the actual result or performance. It’s so hard to convey, to people who don’t make the sacrifices you do and all the shared experience therein, just what going the match gives you and means in people’s lives. Paris midweek aside, which I was never going to as I just couldn’t revisit that horrific trauma personally so soon after that horrible late May Saturday in 2022, yesterday was my first game back watching the mighty Reds since the Derby. ‘Only’ a 4 game absence laid up with a bleep dose of COVID that completely floored me. But man alive that craving to be back has seemed like an eternity. Just something as simple as being sat the boozer again before the game being skitted by yer mates about remembering where the ground is and how to get in.
Man did that feel good. The prohie seller opposite the Glenbuck on the corner of Sleepers Hill and Walton Breck I always have a good chat to when I get the programme off him, asking ‘Alright my mate. Where you been hiding the last few games?’ Lads on your row you only normally acknowledge with a pat the shoulder when squeezing past them to your seat, going ‘Alright lad. You been away?’ ….. Relationships you make through the regularity of you all doing the same thing, for the same collective cause, week after week. Just the routine of meeting yer mates in the Globe in town mid-morning, then the taxi up the Glenbuck for a few more ales and laughs, before the short walk on the ground to watch the next step of the mighty Reds imperious march to yet another league title ….. Man alive have I missed all that. Simple routines and relationships in your life that SO many people rely on weekly. And that’s before you even get to the actual 90 minutes. There really is NOTHING like this game and following a football club in life that gives you all that and more on the regular. I’m probably babbling and not conveying those emotions very well but Gods honest, it was ****** brilliant to be back at it again yesterday. And back to the preverbal game of two halves.
First-half, we were way too tepid. Slow paced, nowhere near enough energy. Allowing Southampton time to play. And I totally get it. It’s a routine game you expect to win. Sandwiched between two mammoth European ties. And a massive Cup Final. It’s only natural, as a player, you play within yourself after such a tough, physical and mental game in Paris. Before the massive week to come. But we were poor. Culminating in a farcical mix-up between Alisson and big Virg, both so immense at PSG, to leave us trailing at the half.
But as poor as were first-half, we were equally absolutely superb the second as we upped the intensity levels. Kudos to Arne yet again. He clearly gave them a rocket HT. And his in-game management and subs were yet again superb. Elliot in particular a complete game changer for the second time this week. (WHAT a save from Ramsdale BTW from him. Outstanding.). A feature of Slots season. The intensity went up on the park. We responded off it and went up another level as a crowd, as they finally gave us something to get behind. And Southampton just couldn’t live with it all.
And then, there HE is.
Love him or hate him, the complexities of Darwin continues to baffle everyone.
And doubtless will until he’s no longer here. One minute a completely unplayable number 9. Followed by large stretches of looking like a Sunday league number 9. His work rate and sheer passion for this football club is what endears him to the crowd and makes him such a favourite. That Scouse attitude of not caring what anyone thinks outside, but just doing his thing, grafting his backside off for the collective cause, and having fun doing it. But man alive does he frustrate the living P out of you oft times. Then, when you desperately need a BIG moment in a game, there he is. Newcastle last season. The last minute at Forest. Brentford two years in a row ….. SO many crucial moments. And then this past week. Changes the game in Paris. Makes the difference against a Southampton side we made harder work of than anyone was expecting.
The mad thing is this probably won’t lead to a run of goals. No matter how hard he works to improve. But, rest assured, when we need and are desperately craving someone to produce that big moment in a game between now and the seasons end, he’ll be there again. Answering the call.
You can’t help but love the living bones of a lad like that. And I sincerely hope he’s still our number 9 next year. But man does he vex the heck out of you among the big moments. The Darwin conundrum right there.
Right, I’ve rambled too long here so it’s time for a brew and some breakie. God I’ve missed sharing my weekend with everything and everyone that goes into making what you do SO worth the sacrifices you make to do it.
Is it Tuesday already and our turn to set the tempo and noise level to see if PSG can live with our dance? Like we lived with there’s and everything they could throw at us last week.
It’s ****** wonderful to be back in the saddle with our shared passion.
Up the unstoppable, imperious, Champions elect Reds!
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Margins were small and the goal sucked punched us but hey European football is all about momentum and we caught the best side in Europe at the wrong time. Good luck to them but a cup final on Sunday gives us something to look forward too.
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Guess I need to cancel those Munich rooms at some point today then. Along with the Sat’day Fulham hotel which now stays the Sunday.
We deserve more on the night. We deserve what we got over the tie.
Football is such a game of fine margins. Mo puts away one of the two early chances he normally buries, and the tie is done the first half hour. But he doesn’t. PSG score from their first breakaway. Which turned a rocking atmosphere into a good, but pensive one. The 1996 Cup Winners Cup semi against PSG is one of the most underrated Anfield atmosphere’s. The arl’ place was absolutely banging that much, as we valiantly fell just short, going out 3-2 on aggregate after a 2-0 win that deserved double and more of that. The noise was SO loud, the Kop floor was literally vibrating and moving under your feet. Last night started out like that. And L’pool responded. The early goal felt like it was coming. Then PSG score, and, naturally, pensive apprehension is the prevailing emotion as the atmosphere simmered rather than full on bubbled for the rest of the night.
Fine margins. Twice Mo Salah has his heals clipped in what could well have been penos. But an absolutely atrocious ref, who gave us nothing all night, doesn’t want to know.
Fine margins. Every bounce of the ball seemed to drop Paris’ way. Especially in the box. The little bit of luck every team needs to win anything just wasn’t there. L’pool deserved at least one goal, if not more, all night. But it just wasn’t there.
Fine margins. But if you ultimately don’t take your chances, you ultimately get what you deserve.
And that’s not to take anything away from a very, VERY good PSG side who are one of the most press resistant teams I’ve seen in years. The way they are all so comfortable on the ball, playing their way out, was brilliant to watch. Their midfield was just that little bit better than ours on the night. And they had to match our work rate which they did again in what was a phenomenally high quality game of top level football.
They deserved to go through over the two legs. L’pool deserved far more last night. That’s football at the highest level. Fine margins.
Trent’s injury is as big a loss as anything last night. Hopefully It’s not too serious but it didn’t look good at all. Although that said, Quansah was the one sub who did work and have a really good outing. His stints at RB coming through the Academy should stand him in good stead for the role he now has to fill for the foreseeable.
I would wish PSG well for the rest of the competition. But I’ve both had enough bad experiences in Paris with there ultras, coupled with some disgraceful behavior last night, to hope Villa volley them all over. Every corner second half objects were raining down. Let’s see what UEFA do about that. Although they’ll probably blame us for not having enough security! And after staying behind to applaud them off at the end, as is our custom, the PSG player who decided to be a PROPER P by trying to take one of their flags down the Kop, then trying to put it down the centre circle until the stewards stopped him, can proper do one! Disrespectful bleep!
Disappointing that Arne’s first European adventure ends the first knockout. I think we’ve learned that in this new format, just finishing top 8 is ALL that matters. The ‘reward’ of topping the league, and being handed one of Europe’s current best sides, is no real ‘reward’ at all. Fine margins.
But hey ho, I have a big weekend down in that there London to look forward to and the defence of our League Cup. So it’s hard to be too down after last night with that quick pick-me-up.
Mine will now be a double ta Landlord!
Up the disappointed but FAR from down and out Reds!
We deserve more on the night. We deserve what we got over the tie.
Football is such a game of fine margins. Mo puts away one of the two early chances he normally buries, and the tie is done the first half hour. But he doesn’t. PSG score from their first breakaway. Which turned a rocking atmosphere into a good, but pensive one. The 1996 Cup Winners Cup semi against PSG is one of the most underrated Anfield atmosphere’s. The arl’ place was absolutely banging that much, as we valiantly fell just short, going out 3-2 on aggregate after a 2-0 win that deserved double and more of that. The noise was SO loud, the Kop floor was literally vibrating and moving under your feet. Last night started out like that. And L’pool responded. The early goal felt like it was coming. Then PSG score, and, naturally, pensive apprehension is the prevailing emotion as the atmosphere simmered rather than full on bubbled for the rest of the night.
Fine margins. Twice Mo Salah has his heals clipped in what could well have been penos. But an absolutely atrocious ref, who gave us nothing all night, doesn’t want to know.
Fine margins. Every bounce of the ball seemed to drop Paris’ way. Especially in the box. The little bit of luck every team needs to win anything just wasn’t there. L’pool deserved at least one goal, if not more, all night. But it just wasn’t there.
Fine margins. But if you ultimately don’t take your chances, you ultimately get what you deserve.
And that’s not to take anything away from a very, VERY good PSG side who are one of the most press resistant teams I’ve seen in years. The way they are all so comfortable on the ball, playing their way out, was brilliant to watch. Their midfield was just that little bit better than ours on the night. And they had to match our work rate which they did again in what was a phenomenally high quality game of top level football.
They deserved to go through over the two legs. L’pool deserved far more last night. That’s football at the highest level. Fine margins.
Trent’s injury is as big a loss as anything last night. Hopefully It’s not too serious but it didn’t look good at all. Although that said, Quansah was the one sub who did work and have a really good outing. His stints at RB coming through the Academy should stand him in good stead for the role he now has to fill for the foreseeable.
I would wish PSG well for the rest of the competition. But I’ve both had enough bad experiences in Paris with there ultras, coupled with some disgraceful behavior last night, to hope Villa volley them all over. Every corner second half objects were raining down. Let’s see what UEFA do about that. Although they’ll probably blame us for not having enough security! And after staying behind to applaud them off at the end, as is our custom, the PSG player who decided to be a PROPER P by trying to take one of their flags down the Kop, then trying to put it down the centre circle until the stewards stopped him, can proper do one! Disrespectful bleep!
Disappointing that Arne’s first European adventure ends the first knockout. I think we’ve learned that in this new format, just finishing top 8 is ALL that matters. The ‘reward’ of topping the league, and being handed one of Europe’s current best sides, is no real ‘reward’ at all. Fine margins.
But hey ho, I have a big weekend down in that there London to look forward to and the defence of our League Cup. So it’s hard to be too down after last night with that quick pick-me-up.
Mine will now be a double ta Landlord!
Up the disappointed but FAR from down and out Reds!
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Now the dust and disappointment has settled big summer ahead for us in terms of pushing on. Hindsight is everything as we all know but Slot has papered over the poor summer window gone by. It's clear he doesn't fancy Chiesa as an option and the Valencia keeper we signed for me still baffles me as he isn't a Slot type of keeper.
Regardless, I wont get into the contract situation as it's been done to death but for me if we want to push on then a top forward is needed for sure. My money would be on Cunha to step up but I personally think two of either Diaz/Nunez/Jota will be off in the summer. My money is on the latter.
A midfielder is also needed as poor Gravenberch has been overuses this season and I wouldn't be surprised if Elliot is sacrificed for some funds which will end up being a mistake in the long-term imo. However, Slot clearly doesn't fancy him in the AM role he has earmarked.
Either way Hughes has a big summer ahead and he needs to get it right as Slot has proven what he can do with this squad and now knows exactly what he needs to push us to the next level.
Edit: Forgot to mention leftback/CB too but U expect Robbo to be the backup next season or rotation.
Regardless, I wont get into the contract situation as it's been done to death but for me if we want to push on then a top forward is needed for sure. My money would be on Cunha to step up but I personally think two of either Diaz/Nunez/Jota will be off in the summer. My money is on the latter.
A midfielder is also needed as poor Gravenberch has been overuses this season and I wouldn't be surprised if Elliot is sacrificed for some funds which will end up being a mistake in the long-term imo. However, Slot clearly doesn't fancy him in the AM role he has earmarked.
Either way Hughes has a big summer ahead and he needs to get it right as Slot has proven what he can do with this squad and now knows exactly what he needs to push us to the next level.
Edit: Forgot to mention leftback/CB too but U expect Robbo to be the backup next season or rotation.
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That ‘poor summer window’ was of Slots choosing mate. He didn’t want any more upheaval after the coaching change bar a DM. Which they got him before the Basque **** on everyone with his lies.And then again in January he was quite happy with the squad he had all more or less fit for the second half of the season.
It was interesting to hear him say Friday that he doesn’t mind rotating. But only from a 15/16 man core group.
Does that suggest he might downsize the squad this summer?
I think that was Slot kinda towing the line with not wanting an addition last sunmer. I believe it was more of the upheaval of Klopp leaving throwing a spanner in targets and contracts.
In terms of not rotating I think he will learn eventually that if he wants to compete especially in Europe and beyond he will have to rotate. Against PSG was the first time I felt we actually looked tired especially ET. The first choice midfield has been run into the ground imo. It took him only recently till Jan to start trusting Endo and Elliot for me has been vastly underused.
I dont think he will downsize the squad I think he will eventually realise the importance of rotating once he gets players in that he actually rates/trusts.
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All relevant points. But looking leggy against Paris ET is in large part down to them playing in a proper weak league where they could rest 8/9 players before each leg. Where as we play within ourselves first half Southampton. And there’s no let up from the leagues bottom team.
Must be nice to be PSG in France, or Madrid/ Barca in La Liga where you can take big chunks of the season off at a time. The PL, not so much.
Must be nice to be PSG in France, or Madrid/ Barca in La Liga where you can take big chunks of the season off at a time. The PL, not so much.
Watching the game unfold and this is what I meant by tiredness. Slot will no doubt learn that in English football you can't use the same players every week and get to the business end of the season expecting players to be fresh physically and mentally.
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Agreed. I think our goal shows Slot needs to trust in some of the squad players some more. Lovely ball by Elliot and finish from Chiesa
Starting Jota was criminal with the form he is in and the type of forward required for this game. Every manager has their favorites but Slot will learn that in England you can't play the same 11-15 players every week and expect the same sharpness.
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Now I’m finally home with a brew after train journeys and car rides, a few thoughts as always on the past few days …..
Humility makes the man.
Of all the things this mad weekend, some Geordies late last night by our hotel, to a mates 13-year-old son as we congratulated more of them, saying ‘This is what football is all about. The highs and the lows. And you’ll experience more lows through your football supporting life. But handling the lows like you just have to us, in such a humble way, is the mark of a man.’
I really like that. Just rounded off what, an absolutely abysmal showing from L’pool aside, has been a really enjoyable final weekend in that there London. When you go to three different boozers this morning, on Paddy’s day no less, to be told there’s NO Guinness as ‘they’ve all run out’, you know the Scousers and Geordies have been in town all weekend!
That was quite possibly the booziest, and friendliest, Wembley final I’ve ever been to. I absolutely hate that the club is owned by the despicable Saudi regime, making it super hard to like them any more, as I couldn’t be happier for the Geordies per se to experience a day like yesterday that tops anything in their football supporting lives. They are just like us when you boil it all down. Love a drink. Love to be out having a great time. And love their football club. Very similar City’s. Just they talk dead funny.
It was a pleasure last night to be out among there celebrating hordes without a hint of aggro or animosity. Belting out all the league winning songs/ telling City to hand it over/ give it back, went down a storm with them as much as their own celebrations. Genuine mutual appreciation between us both. Funny how quickly you get over final disappointment when you’re staying over and don’t want the match to ruin your trip. Even coming back up to Leeds this avvy was good to just take a step back and enjoy seeing genuine happiness after 70 years of F all on a train rammed with them.
I guess I should say something on the actual game. As much as I can’t be A. L’pool got exactly what we deserved. Second best in every facet. Newcastle completely bossed it as we never got going at all. The maddest thing of all to me was you knew exactly what Newcastle would do. And how they’d fly out the traps at you. Yet the only people that seemingly didn’t know that were L’pool themselves. We are historically poor in finals but that was a whole other level of bad. Funny reading people narking about FSG and not adding in January. Like that makes a lick of difference? The owners could have given Slot 10 new players. Doesn’t matter if he won’t F rotate and play them! I thought he got his selection and subs wrong again. But then I wouldn’t pertain to be anywhere near as knowledgeable and informed to all the information in making those decisions as Arne. It’s all a learning process and he’s been absolutely incredible his first season in England with the debut title win.
About the only thing the Geordies let themselves down in all weekend was in their mad intensity of their bootlicking in singing the national anthem to our standard protest of it. While holding up scarves branded and provided by there S sponsors. I never have got how the North East bows down to the British elite? When the British elite have consistently S all over them and left their region to rot. Proper weird attitude to take to me and about the only thing we topped Newcastle at on the day.
Really disappointing to not have retained our trophy. But that will all be forgotten in May when we are the envy of 91 other English clubs after being crowned the best team in the Country bar none.
Congratulations Newcastle and thank you for taking the edge off the disappointment of losing, by playing your part in making it a memorable weekend off the park.
C’est le vie. Football is a humbler indeed.
You may have finally won your 70 year silverware battle.
But we are about to win the season long football war.
Up the Reds!
Humility makes the man.
Of all the things this mad weekend, some Geordies late last night by our hotel, to a mates 13-year-old son as we congratulated more of them, saying ‘This is what football is all about. The highs and the lows. And you’ll experience more lows through your football supporting life. But handling the lows like you just have to us, in such a humble way, is the mark of a man.’
I really like that. Just rounded off what, an absolutely abysmal showing from L’pool aside, has been a really enjoyable final weekend in that there London. When you go to three different boozers this morning, on Paddy’s day no less, to be told there’s NO Guinness as ‘they’ve all run out’, you know the Scousers and Geordies have been in town all weekend!
That was quite possibly the booziest, and friendliest, Wembley final I’ve ever been to. I absolutely hate that the club is owned by the despicable Saudi regime, making it super hard to like them any more, as I couldn’t be happier for the Geordies per se to experience a day like yesterday that tops anything in their football supporting lives. They are just like us when you boil it all down. Love a drink. Love to be out having a great time. And love their football club. Very similar City’s. Just they talk dead funny.
It was a pleasure last night to be out among there celebrating hordes without a hint of aggro or animosity. Belting out all the league winning songs/ telling City to hand it over/ give it back, went down a storm with them as much as their own celebrations. Genuine mutual appreciation between us both. Funny how quickly you get over final disappointment when you’re staying over and don’t want the match to ruin your trip. Even coming back up to Leeds this avvy was good to just take a step back and enjoy seeing genuine happiness after 70 years of F all on a train rammed with them. I guess I should say something on the actual game. As much as I can’t be A. L’pool got exactly what we deserved. Second best in every facet. Newcastle completely bossed it as we never got going at all. The maddest thing of all to me was you knew exactly what Newcastle would do. And how they’d fly out the traps at you. Yet the only people that seemingly didn’t know that were L’pool themselves. We are historically poor in finals but that was a whole other level of bad. Funny reading people narking about FSG and not adding in January. Like that makes a lick of difference? The owners could have given Slot 10 new players. Doesn’t matter if he won’t F rotate and play them!
I thought he got his selection and subs wrong again. But then I wouldn’t pertain to be anywhere near as knowledgeable and informed to all the information in making those decisions as Arne. It’s all a learning process and he’s been absolutely incredible his first season in England with the debut title win. About the only thing the Geordies let themselves down in all weekend was in their mad intensity of their bootlicking in singing the national anthem to our standard protest of it. While holding up scarves branded and provided by there S sponsors. I never have got how the North East bows down to the British elite? When the British elite have consistently S all over them and left their region to rot. Proper weird attitude to take to me and about the only thing we topped Newcastle at on the day.
Really disappointing to not have retained our trophy. But that will all be forgotten in May when we are the envy of 91 other English clubs after being crowned the best team in the Country bar none.
Congratulations Newcastle and thank you for taking the edge off the disappointment of losing, by playing your part in making it a memorable weekend off the park.
C’est le vie. Football is a humbler indeed.
You may have finally won your 70 year silverware battle.
But we are about to win the season long football war.
Up the Reds!