THERE’S going to be a five-day stretch that spans from this Saturday morning until next Wednesday night in which the destiny of this season’s league title will be decided. In that space of time, Liverpool will play Cardiff City, and Manchester City will play...
I WAS in Sheffield on April 15, 1989. I was 22 years, four months and 10 days old. I try to think about that day as little as possible. The years have passed to become the decades that are now drifting by at pace. My memory of that April day is razor sharp. I think...
HERE we are again and here they are again. It’s 2014 all over again. Us on the edge of fulfilling our destiny and them cast in the role of spiteful dream wreckers. There was no need for them to take the title from us and hand it to Manchester City in 2014, and equally...
I’M away for this. On holiday. Feels a bit mad to be away at this most crucial phase of our season, but we are where we are. Watching football alone in bars in warmer places is a guilty pleasure of mine, though. I’m at peace with it. My sons kick off whenever I book...
IS there a noun for feeling simultaneously excited at the prospect of an event and yet dreading it in equal measure? The Germans surely have such a word. This is all Liverpool games for me now. This my life. It is hard, without the benefit of hindsight, to appreciate...
AND then there were seven. Seven games, seven days, seven plots yet to be written. Seven beginnings, seven endings. Our silent prayer must be that they all remain relevant. We’ve come this far that the minimum we’re surely permitted is to be there to see how this all...
THERE’S nothing quite like a win. There’s nothing quite like a big win. There’s nothing like a big away win, against a massive side, in peak form, where you control the game so comprehensively that it makes anything and everything seem possible again. Liverpool are...
IN 1981, Liverpool went to Munich having drawn 0-0 in a first leg at Anfield in a European Cup semi final. Liverpool weren’t fancied. Liverpool weren’t playing well that season. The German side were confident. I was 14 in 1981 and I was having a difficult time too. I...
Bad things, It’s a lot of bad things, That they wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’, They wishin’ on me, Yeah, yeah, Bad things, It’s a lot of bad things, That they wishin’ and wishin’ and wishin’ and...
BABY, life’s what you make it, Celebrate it, Anticipate it, Yesterday’s faded, Nothing can change it, Life’s what you make it… (Mark Hollis, 1985) AS Anfield let out into a mild early spring night on Wednesday at about 10pm, there was a lovely...
