He won promotion with Reggiano but didn't actually win the 2nd division - far cry from taking a 4th division side to win the league
@BIG DICK NICK, fully aware there are critics of him & his record but you cannot deny either his success or the style revolution he has implemented at every coaching stop - CL wins or not. RM won 3 in a row on the trot but weren't even the best team in Spain so going by trophies alone is hardly the measure of what makes a coach great - Zidane did poorly with RM's cantera teams. Similarly, Klopp who is indeed a great coach, doesn't have a trophy cabinet like Pep's but no less makes him an outstanding coaching option
So no, I do not understand anyone being dismissive of his work. Knock City, Arab/Sheikh/Oil/Oligarch money but Pep's work? The proof is what you see on the pitch, they are easy on the eye and set records along the way. Everyone wanted him as their coach - you want to transform your side, you are guaranteed of that under Guardiola
Your tagline is 'We all Live in a red and White kop' and yet you are so manifestly not a Red.
Your glib assertion that City are 'easy on the eye' is the proof positive. Such a statement is at such odds with the gut instincts of any true Liverpool supporter as to make your comment utterly risible. The fact is anyone who purports to be a true red or even a true football enthusiast simply cannot stomach the oil wealth procured obscenity - club, players and manager - that exists down the East Lancs Road/M62 [delete road route as appropriate]
Don't get me wrong no fans could possibly claim to have afforded legitimate rivals of undeniable high quality the praise they so richly merit as much as your traditional Liverpudlian has done down the years.
I was present at pretty much all the games where even in the aftermath of the most disappointing defeats we've still found the heart and sportsmanship to roundly applaud and even drool over such excellence.
The list is endless.
John White for Spurs with his sublime inside forward play; Gordon Banks as he single handedly kept us at bay with his unworldly saves; Georgie Best and Bobby Charlton as they mesmerised us during our '60's rivalry; Man City themselves in the late '60's with their incredible front five of Summerbee, Bell, Lee, Young and Coleman; Chelsea in '66 when they and particularly Peter Osgood played our '60's supermen off the park in the FA cup 3rd round; Florian Albert when for 90 minutes he oozed a level of midfield maestro widardry we'd never before witnessed at Anfield soon to be followed by Zolton Varga doing likewise a year or so later; the great Leeds United when they deprived us of the title in '69; even Arsenal doing the same in '89 in the closing minutes when the pain and anguish of Hillsborough was still so unbearably raw. The examples go on and on.
The current debacle that is Manchester City and Pep Guardiola however?
Neither of these pariahs can ever expect to receive so much as the steam off our decomposing shit. They represent the very worst of what in recent years has come to contaminate the beautiful game. And, of course, the ultimate irony of it all is that the man whose legions of beguiled fawning acolytes - including your goodself - have elevated to some absurd status of greatness can never in reality command such a mantle due to the very manner in which he has striven to achieve it; from his pampered emergence at Barca, via his cossetted years at Bayern all culminating in his management of the despicable cesspit of corruption that is Manchester City.
