So it’s coming home then is it? I’m not too concerned of the whereabouts of football if I’m honest.
The truth is, I wasn’t even aware that it had been under investigation as a missing sport or even been mislaid by the original owners Italy (calcio). I’m more concerned with the important stuff like how to prevent myself from losing one of a pair of happy socks or if Liverpool will win the league this year. These are the seminal things in life.
Liverpool have in their hands the ability to make the daily grind that bit easier for anyone who cares enough to give a shit. “>In October 2015 Klopp in his first interview made a rather ballsey exclamation that Liverpool will win one title in 4 years. Well that time has come, assurances have been made and we expect them to be seen through to their promised end. While this may have been a glib off the cuff remark made to generate some passion and belief, it does serve to remind us all of how far in the past Liverpool’s last league title is. That’s old news now though we’ve all heard it before. In reality Liverpool are close very fucking close, close enough to smell it. Then again we got caught up in the mesmeric scent of another intoxicating title not so long ago and that didn’t go great in the end. Let the Champions League final be a lesson to us all, being close is by no means a proxy for being ready.
What Liverpool need has been incorporated into one simple word recently, ‘Shithousery’. The term has grown to encompass everything I feel we lack. Nowse, guile, the Dark arts whatever moniker you want to put on it at this point Liverpool haven’t got it. It comes from winning and losing, it’s gained through experience. This squad has plenty of experience in the latter but it’s the developmental nature of the former that has escaped them.
The addition of Fabinho might lend some of the thus far illustrious winning mentality he having won a league title on France two seasons ago. By far the biggest potential addition of a winning mentality is already within the current squad. The possibility of Henderson leading England to the winning podium in Moscow cannot be underestimated. Henderson’s stature has grown beyond what most would have thought possible. Leaving aside his undoubted ability, his leadership has become very pertinent to any discussion regarding Liverpool.
He is currently leading this England team without the accoutrement of a captains armband. It’s not necessary for him he appears to have gained an innate ability to inspire those around him. The nah Sayers amongst us will point to the CL final as an example of his inadequacies but that is not only wrong but its lazy and I refuse to be drawn into a debate with no foundation or basis in reality.
Mentioning Liverpool and cranial fortitude but neglecting to mention Loris Karius would be a glaring omission. Forget the madness of the concussion excuse, its Hollywood and created for the snowflake generation. I find it very hard to believe the Liverpool medical team could be so grossly negligent in their duties and disregard his health.
What I’m referring to in this instance is his ability to overcome the demons who will haunt him, the ones he created in the final only a few weeks ago. He will make mistakes its part of the game but is he strong enough to ignore the inevitable abuse that will come his way. I’m not so sure he is and it’s probably not fair on him to expect him to be able to either. This decision rests with the manager but to hold on to a mistake just because you spent so much time making it is a fool’s errand.
All we need is England to win the world cup and for Loris Karius to channel his inner Dino Zoff and all will be well. That’s not too much to ask for now is it? Maybe it is coming home after all!
By Neilo Gray