Another great day at the Goose, watching Liverpool come back to beat Manchester City in one of the crucial derby matches that will decide the Premier League winner. The thing I like most at the minute about Liverpool is their purpose-driven directness – no pusillanimous reliance on permutation for the Reds.
It came on the day the tragedy at Hillsbrook was commemorated, and there could be no greater tribute to that than the spirit of the present team and their coach Brendan Rogers. It has set Anfield Road alight and that in turn drives the team on at crucial moments as it did today.
In complete contrast I went yesterday to the FA Cup semi-final and watched another red team with 82,000 others at Wembley, in the midst of Arsenal supporters chanting about “the greatest team the world has ever seen” and harking back to 1949 when they went undefeated. The football was rubbish, their main distributor was the centre-back who passed everything across the field, and the outcome was decided by the penalty lottery. I’m picking Everton will overtake them for the European League place.
I wasn’t alone in my assessment of that game Arsenal was described here as “sluggish and unimaginative.”
But unlike at Athenry there was no loneliness at Anfield Road today. YNWA.