Oh Virgil. You little tinker. Aside from that lovely winner, you made me feel something I haven't for a while.
Reassurance.
For about five years I, like I assume many of us, have never felt comfortable. Our defence. Clumsy, crazy, flaccid, weak. I'm 37 now, and bar the Houllier days, I've never felt secure. And whilst this may be premature, foolhardy, idealistic, I felt it tonight. 75 is a lot. That's the mark when doing a degree to get a first. A good one in fact. But based on tonight it's, dare I say it, cheap.
I felt it. It was great. I'm excited. And as so in life, if big Phil goes we have the next challenge. But I don't want to dwell till it happens. I believe in klopp. He's clever. Like I said, I'm excited. Viva virgil.