This is verging on being the most one-sided game of top-flight football I've ever seen.
37 shots to 3, with 0 on target. Only 9 on target for us though. To be honest I think we were conserving energy, but we could and probably should have hit more.
That shithouse challenge took the gloss right off it for me. Him kissing his fucking badge on the way off, the commentator talking about 'if he'd gone in harder he could have hurt him' just as the video is showing his ankle folding to 90 degrees as the Everton player continues to follow through on what was, at absolute best, a disgustingly cynical act of frustration.
Kind of the worst of English football distilled onto the pitch there, for me. The end product of a culture in which violence is considered an acceptable substitute for skill, and that doesn't just apply to the 'beautiful' game, either.
Fingers crossed that Origi is a lot better than he looked. We'll see. Sorry to be a downer.
Still, since I haven't posted in donkey's years I'll make this end positively:
At 3-1 down against Dortmund, seeing the score online as I couldn't watch the game, I'm railing to a German friend about our mental fragility, this consistent ability we've had since Dalglish left to put ourselves into a position to have a decisive match and then to crumble completely. Bar a couple of years under Houllier and most of the Benitez years when the pressure's really been on, we've folded.
Then it's 4-3. That was our watershed game, right there. There have been a lot of positive signs, all around the squad, in performances, in attitude, in individual improvements, but it takes results to believe, and then more results to cement that belief. That's what we've done in the last 3 games, with 3 significantly rotated sides, and 3 great wins, the last two of which should have been by more.
We're humming again and, right now, look easily the best side in the league along with Spurs. Next season's going to be very interesting indeed.
