by jonnymac1979 » Tue Oct 21, 2003 10:03 pm
Do you think if Gerard Houllier left, Thommo would, in a noble fashion, follow his manager out of the door? I'm not so sure Thommo would take the job. It saddens me talking of the manager leaving, but a change needs to happen. The players are lost of all ideas. The morale has gone, and week by week we are moving backwards, not forwards. We are not a big scalp for other teams anymore.
Personally, I feel that when we play the smaller teams, they can't wait because they know we are not as good as our reputation says we are - but hey, one day, opposition players can still boast to whoever they want to in their retirement that: "I played and scored against Liverpool, yes, THE Liverpool!!!". They will fail to tell though, i'll bet, that it was not the glorious Liverpool, but the Souness/Evans and now i'm sorry to say, the Houllier era Liverpool. Think about it. Hypothetically, if you had scored the winner at Goodison Park against Everton, you'd have a photograph of the moment laminated and framed forever - even though, for twenty or more years, the so-called Mighty Blues have been nothing other than completely dire. I know I would!!! Remember Bradford in 2000? They stopped us qualifying for the Champions League, although admittedly, we did not help ourselves those last few weeks of the season. It's happening too damn often. These are no longer freak results.
Imagine as a professional footballer, being able to tell a Grandchild one day, that you once played at Anfield against Liverpool and won. Unfortunately, there are many professionals around now who will be able to say just that.
Who knows?
I think not. I hope not. But in thirty years, kids might shrug their shoulders and say "Liverpool? Who are they", along the lines of the famous Accrington Stanley Milk TV advertisement when I was a kid. You know the one!
Our reputation has gone. We've been here before, and we rose from the depths. Three years ago - the glorious treble. Two years ago, we were just pipped by Arsenal, I can't help but think what might have been. So, so breathtakingly close. Maybe the players, or the club, ran out of steam at the climax of that season. We need to start again - to rise again.
However.
I leave you with a thought I had last night. I was watching the Premiership on Monday, and I was watching (if I remember correctly) Fulham vs Wolves, and I thought to myself, that Wolves, come the time, would beat us. The worst team in the league could mentally go into a match against us, knowing they have a chance of actually beating Liverpool, "Yes, THE Liverpool!!!", instead of being scared of how many goals were going to be drilled into their net over the next 90 minutes.
I'm telling you. Wait until we play them. You know the thought will be lingering in the back of your mind, even though you dare not entertain it.
"What if they win?"
I understand, if i'm not wrong, from growing up in the 1980's you see, that Wolves were one of the strongest, dominant teams of the 1950's.
Let's not follow suit.