Villarreal v Liverpool: Europa League SF 1st Leg: LFC Player Ratings

Simon Mignolet Yellow

Simon Mignolet:

 

Almost the perfect night for Migs, who made an outstanding stop in the second half to keep the game scoreless, only to be beaten with mere seconds left on the clock.

Top marks for his Tony Adams-esque ‘Hand Up In The Air Confidently, He’s Clearly Offside’ as the ball was swept into an open net for the winner. It had me convinced. Ish.

8/10 

Nathaniel Clyne

Nathaniel Clyne:

 

In a match that was tactically tighter than a tight thing wearing tights on a tightrope, Patsy seemed to find space on the wide right time and again.

It’s a genuine shame he couldn’t do anything with it. Hang on, no it’s not. It’s a bloody nuisance is what it is. Can you teach someone to deliver a better final ball? He’d better hope so, because if you can’t, he won’t be first choice in the future.

6/10. 

Dejan Lovren

Dejan Lovren:

 

Solid. Solid as a rock. Ooooohhhhh….

Sorry, was humming the seminal classic by Ashford & Simpson to myself there. Great tune. Anyway, back to Dejan, and he was as the song says, to be fair.

Some say that he’s gutted about the absence of Sakho. However my insider source tells me he’s chuffed. He’s got WAY more space in the dressing room now, since he’s not getting changed next to the Michelin Man, albeit a Michelin Man who had been substantially (and suspiciously as it turns out) deflated of late.

8/10

Kolo Toure

KOLO: 

 

His name is KOLO. He goes by the motto YOLO.

He ate my last ROLO. His favourite hobby is POLO.

I love KOLO.

9/10.

Alberto Moreno

Alberto Moreno: 

 

Aaron Cresswell.

Is there any chance that Aaron Cresswell would be 70 yards from his own goal in the 91st minute of a European Semi-Final, away from home, with the score at 0-0?

Ponder that for a while….

7/10


James Milner: 

 

The man is rocking the ‘Gary Mac’ tribute act right now. Experienced midfielder, historical ties to Leeds United, coming to the end of his career, arrives at LFC on a free, and turns in amazing performances as the season draws to a climax.

If he scores a penalty to win the tie next Thursday, I’m going to call him Gary forever.

Superb, once again.

9/10

Lucas

LUCAS:

 

This game was right down Lucas’ street, so it was.

No, that doesn’t mean that his family could open the curtains to watch. It’s a figure of speech. Feck sake.

An impressive performance from the much-maligned stalwart.

8/10.

Joe Allen

Poor Joe:

 

That chance….

I don’t care if it was only mere minutes into a 180 minute tie, when you’re away from home, you have to score THAT chance.

Arse.

Did well apart from that. Splendid.

8/10

Adam Lallana

Adam Lallana: 

 

Adam Lallana will never be dropped by Klopp. He loves him. He’s in love with him. It’s a romantic, endearing, wonderful, creepy kind of man-love.

Who needs Marco Reus anyway.

*sobs*

7/10

 Philippe Coutinho

Philippe Coutinho: 

Dearest Philippe,

 

How many times have I told you – NEVER drink the tap water when you’re away with the team. You stupid goose.

Love you

xxx

7/10.

Roberto Firmino

Roberto Firmino:

 

That post. That bloody post. If only it was an inch further to the right, eh?

Divock Origi he is not. I know the ‘False 9’ is a modern invention, and therefore I’m not 100% familiar with all the tactics around such a position, but is the ‘False 9’ supposed to come into his own half to get the ball?

Really?

7/10.

 

Substitutes:

 

Jordan Ibe

Jordan Ibe: 

 

This is a funny one. From the forgotten man who deletes references to his employer from his social media accounts to a key substitute replacing Coutinho at half-time in the biggest match of the season.

If he really is pissed off, it’s important he gives off the right V-IBE.

I’ll get my coat.

7/10

Benteke Vitality

Christian Benteke:

 

He came on. He ran around a bit. He earned obscene amounts of money.

Answer me this: When Big Ben was sprang off the bench, which did you do? Did you punch the air in delight? Rub your hands with glee? Swear under your breath?

Aye, me too.

6/10


Jurgen Klopp Unhappy

Manager: Jurgen Klopp: 

 

Hmmm.

What is it Jurgen? What has Daniel done to you? Is it the dance? The lack of a pain barrier? Does he smell? Whatever it is, throwing on Benteke ahead of Daniel is a bit…how do I say this…you were trolling him, weren’t you?

Work to do next week. Do me a favour. Play the ladies U-14 team against Swansea. You should still win.

All the eggs are in the one basket now Mein Gaffer.

7/10.

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Liverpool v Everton: Premier League: LFC Player Ratings

Simon Mignolet Yellow

Simon Mignolet:

 

Migs has a degree in Political Science and can speak English, French, Dutch and German.

After last night he now has Masters in Political Science and has added Italian to his multi-lingual repertoire.

He was THAT quiet. Lots of time to study. However I have heard rumours that the Inland Revenue want a word with Migs – there are reports from numerous (Evertonian) sources that he received money for doing f*ck all…

8/10 

Nathaniel Clyne

Nathaniel Clyne:

 

I have a feeling that somebody slipped a little something into Patsy’s Lucozade Sport before kick-off, as he was like a hyperactive toddler on Christmas Day in a Jungle Gym all night long. Constantly raiding into the Everton half, and this time with a decent threat to match.

Granted that in the second half he had the freedom of the right wing, and the Blue Sh*te players put as much pressure on him as a moth does when it lands on a Battleship, but nonetheless he took full advantage and had a large part to play in the fourth goal. If he could replicate this kind of form regularly, then I’d be a happy bunny.

8/10. 

Dejan Lovren

Dejan Lovren:

 

For the first 40′ of this match, Dejan had a tough time as he tried to cover Lennon who took advantage of the space behind a raiding Patsy Clyne, and in the air whenever Romelu Lukaku drifted over to his side, which he did more and more frequently as the half wore on.

However he stuck at his task, made a cracking slide tackle on Lennon, and held down the fort until the front-men (and Sakho) knocked the stuffing out of Everton and after that he was on easy street.

He didn’t actually play the second-half. He was in the dressing room having a long soak in a hot tub while a lookalike in his kit strolled around the Anfield turf in his stead. Bet you didn’t notice, eh? Of course you didn’t, the camera didn’t feature the Liverpool defence at all in the second half. We could have had Alan Hansen and Gary Gillespie playing for all I know.

8/10

Mamadou Sakho

Mamadou Sakho: 

 

Following the departure of one S. Gerrard Esquire, there were questions raised as to who the ‘leaders’ in this Liverpool squad were, if indeed there were any. Hendo got the armband from The Brodge, and James Milner was appointed Vice-Captain. It didn’t exactly set the pulse racing, in fairness.

However as the season has progressed, sans Brodge, the leaders in the squad have emerged naturally. Emre Can has stepped up despite the tenderness of youth. Dejan Lovren has metamorphosed (that’s a real word, look it up) from calamity to class. James Milner has demonstrated that he really actually does things too. Then there’s Mamadou Sakho….

The President of the Scouse Nation. The leader of the defence. The cheerleader in the squad. He grabs you, slaps you, head butts you, dedicates goals to you…he leads you. He leads us. Future captain, as predicted right here many, many months ago.

9/10.

Alberto Moreno

Alberto Moreno: 

 

There are many who wonder whether Bertie should be ditched from the defence and deployed as an out and out winger on the left. Last night he had his audition for 45′.

Let’s just say that he needs to work on his shooting. A LOT.

Apart from that, Bertie was Bertie. In a good way.

8/10


James Milner: 

 

You can’t see this, as you’re reading it and it’s not a vlog, but I am holding my hands up right now. How I’m typing this is best left to the imagination….it is impressive skill though…

Anyway, I’m holding my hands up to admit that I have been wrong about James Milner in the past. Well, kind of. He is currently an assist machine, eclipsing the likes of Ozil, Payet and Mahrez for the past four months, so the question that I was asking for the first 5 months of the season, namely ‘What the f*ck does he do???’ has been emphatically answered.

As long as he keeps doing it, I’m chuffed. I also find it ironic that in the twilight of his career he’s just discovered that he’s been left-footed all along….

9/10

Lucas

LUCAS:

 

Alright, who was this imposter, what was he doing on the pitch last night, and what have they done with the real Lucas?

Nobody can convince me that the REAL Lucas had more shots on goal than the whole Everton team, never mind the fact that the REAL Lucas would charge forward, win the ball and instantly slip a through-ball to Daniel Sturridge to make it three. Nope, no way, I’m not buying it.

Wherever you are Lucas, I hope you come back to us alive. We miss you. xxx

8/10.

Adam Lallana

Adam Lallana: 

 

The only upside for Adam Lallana last night is that there wasn’t a cow on the field and he wasn’t given a bloody massive banjo to hit his arse with, as he may well have missed.

Blimey O’Reilly, he had some amazing chances in the first half in particular to end this contest after half an hour, but as has been a trend with Adam this season, he does so much very well, but that final ball / final finish is missing. Klopp loves him, possibly a little too much, but will he be starting in the first XI next season? You have to admit that he needs to start matching the output of Coutinho/Firmino/Milner to have a chance…

Over to you Adam.

7/10

 Philippe Coutinho

Philippe Coutinho: 

Dearest Philippe,

 

Remember what I’ve been telling you – It doesn’t matter how much bigger they are than you, how much stronger they are than you, or how much cooler they are than you, don’t let those big bullies push you around. Stand up to them, believe in yourself, be true to yourself and stand your ground.

That’s your goal. Tell Daniel Sturridge to blow it out his arse.

Love you

xxx

8/10.

Roberto Firmino

Roberto Firmino:

 

He’s carrying a knock. Klopp has alluded to it and you can see it in his play. He’s just that vital 5% off this very best. However he tormented Everton last night and made it a very sticky night for the Toffees (BADOOM-TISH).

Had a similar night to Lallana really, with good build-up play but missing big chances and no assists.

He’s fupping ACE though. So it’s fine.

7/10.

Divock Origi

Divock Origi:

 

What did you get when you turned 21 years old? (Assuming you have already)….

A car? A party? A hooker?

Divock Origi got a goal in a Merseyside Derby and a thug from Argentina trying to break his ankle….

There are many, many things I want to say about that prick in blue, and there are many, many way I’d like to inflict pain on him, but he’s not worth it. Let’s concentrate on Divock instead.

He had a relatively quiet night in fairness, but when it mattered he made £30m John Stones (LARF LARF LARF) look like the average mug that he is to nod Liverpool into the lead. When you’re 21 years old, in a Merseyside Derby, having a quiet match, and you can still deliver when it counts, the future is all yours….

Get well soon Divock.

8/10

Substitutes:

Joe Allen

Poor Joe:

 

When Joe was introduced at 3-0, I feared for Everton as a club. A part of me thought there was a good chance that they would end up on the wrong end of a 67-0 scoreline and go out of existence as Joe put them to the sword, but as with the big JC himself, Joe is a merciful character, so he settled for creating just the one goal for Philippe.

He’s the second coming.

8/10

Jordan Ibe

Jordan Ibe: 

 

Given a few minutes to frolick on the Anfield turf in front of a world-record attendance for a training session.

Marvellous.

8/10

Daniel Sturridge

Daniel Sturridge:

 

A majestic finisher and a cheeky bugger in equal measure…

50 goals in 87 games is outstanding, and up there with the very best in the history of this great club. Faster than Suarez, Owen and Fowler. He’s outstanding, and under Klopp could become world-class.

That fourth was never his goal though. The scamp.

8/10


Jurgen Klopp Unhappy

Manager: Jurgen Klopp: 

 

How is it possible that the first Merseyside Derby, which saw The Brodge in the Liverpool dugout, and Danny Ings score the Liverpool goal, be in the same season as this match? It seems like a lifetime ago…so much has changed…FOR THE BETTER.

First Merseyside Derby. 4-0 Win. Ah yes, that’s how Klopp does it. Did he play it down in the press conference after? Try not to rub it in? Did he feck. ‘I’d like to say it was tough, but it wasn’t’. Heh.

Onto Newcastle, without Origi. It was probably always the plan to rotate Sturridge and Origi for the remainder of the season, but now options are slightly limited. Not limited enough to give Benteke another chance though (an outbreak of Ebola wouldn’t be enough to cause that to happen).

I’m going to be at the Newcastle match on Saturday Jurgen. It’s my firsr trip back to Anfield for an astonishing 22 years. Can’t wait to see you xxx

10/10.

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Bournemouth v Liverpool: Premier League: LFC Player Ratings

Danny Ward

Danny Ward:

 

As news filtered through that Migs was having a well-earned break on the South Coast, I immediately broke out in a cold sweat as I searched for the dreaded ‘Bogdan’ moniker on the team sheet. I needn’t have worried, they have the expression ‘Once Bitten, Twice Shy’ in Germany too.

So finally Danny Ward got time to shine, and shine he did. Cool, calm and collected all game, he did the simple things well, collected a few dangerous crosses, and it wasn’t until the end when Bournemouth really turned the screw that Danny showed some signs of pressure, which was to be expected.

A fine save from Josh King (in tandem with Sakho) and a stunning save from a Grabban header – it was a good day’s work. Didn’t have a chance with the late consolation goal (more on that later), Danny has given me reason not to lie awake at night worrying about our goalkeeping resources.

One negative however – HIS HAIR. The man looks like he grooms in a wind tunnel, or has a clamour of rooks nesting on his head. Sort it out Danny. Seriously.

8/10 

Connor Randall

Conor Randall:

 

Yet another first team opportunity for young Randall and once more he did the job asked…and that’s about it.

The contrast between the Liverpool right backs and the Liverpool left backs is stark, if not slightly amusing. In Clyne and Randall you have your ‘steady Eddie’ types (I knew Eddie by the way, and steady is a damn lie), determined to do the defensive duties as well as they can, and maybe hoping to contribute in attack, but only if everything else is looked after at the back. Of course our left backs both think they’re Jack Sparrow with their swashbuckling forays into the opposition half frequently exposed by a quick counter attack.

Which is best? Well, I suppose it’s a personal preference. Are you the kind of person who wins a modest sum on the Lottery and puts it in a medium yield investment vehicle, or do you fly to Las Vegas and blow it all on Hookers, Slots and Blow?

Remind me to tell you about my time in Vegas…

7/10. 

Kolo Toure

KOLO:

 

Prior to ‘that’ Borussia Dortmund match, Klopp lamented the fact that his squad was so strong even a man like KOLO, in his 264th Spring (as Klopp put it), couldn’t get in the matchday squad.

Now I know that there are rumours about the true age of some African players, but I never suspected that KOLO was 264 years of age. I thought he may have been pushing 55 in all honesty, but never 264. Mind you, it does explain the frequent muscle twangs he has experienced this season. Hell, I pull muscles getting out of bed, and I’m far, far younger than 264.

As I’ve said many times before, KOLO is special. There can be only one…

7/10

Lucas

Lucas Leiva: 

 

Once more into the defensive breach for Lucas, who is fast becoming the ‘Jack of all trades, Master of none’ in the Liverpool squad.

Master of none indeed. While his performance was once more admirable at centre back for a man who spent his career in midfield, there were some alarming flaws that you couldn’t fail to notice. His misjudgment of the ball-flight in the 93rd minute that allowed Josh King to grab the Bournemouth goal was a prime example. However his ability to not be Martin Skrtel gives him a crucial edge over, well, Martin Skrtel, for the final centre back slot on days like this.

Thank God for Lucas.

6/10.

Brad Smith

Brad Smith: 

 

Such was Smiffy’s desire to get forward from left-back that he actually marked Jordan Ibe better than any Bournemouth player…

I lost count of the number of times that Smith was ahead of, or stood on top of, Jordan Ibe when the ball was worked wide to the left wing. While you have to admire his gusto, there’s an argument to be made that he should reign it in a bit, or at the very least take up positions that would give Ibe options. I’m not going to make that argument though…have you ever argued with an Australian? You may as well rip out your brain, pickle it in Domestos and eat it with poached eggs.

We have a mini-Moreno in reserve. Amazing, considering how small Bertie is.

7/10.

Kevin Stewart

Kevin Stewart:

 

There was a young man named Kevin

Who was picked to play on the South Coast

Like a man named John Terry

He defiled some Cherries

In Liverpool’s pursuit of fourth

7/10.

Joe Allen

Poor Joe:

 

What a magnificent hirsute b*stard.

With Hendo and Can both crocked for possibly the remainder of the season, Klopp needs a hero – someone to step forward, grab the midfield by the throat and implement his philosophy in the remaining nine (hopefully) games of the season.

Joe Allen Has Got This.

He was superb. Immense. Fantastic. He got his foot in, read the game, interceptions galore, smart use of the ball, accurate passing and he looks like Jesus Christ. Ish.

Get that man a contract. NOW.

9/10.

Jordan Ibe

Jordan Ibe: 

 

HE LIVES!

A first start for ‘the last next big thing before the current next big thing, after the previous next big thing was flogged for gazillions’, and he did himself no harm whatsoever.

An assist on the books (the week I sold him from my Fantasy Football team, naturally) as his free-kick was floated in for Daniel to do his thing. Now it wasn’t a Payet-esque beauty, but it did the job. (He should deffo thank Daniel later though).

His biggest problem all game was the one I alluded to earlier with Brad Smith and his penchant for attacking. He was genuinely getting in Ibe’s way at times, and they failed to link up effectively despite frequently having a 2 on 1 situation.

As ever with Jordan, there is room for improvement, and the next ‘next big thing’ is piling on the pressure. Speaking of which…

7/10.

Seyi Ojo

Sheyi Ojo: 

 

*Takes Deep Breath*

*Tries Not To Get Giddy*

Ah F*CK IT. This kid is FANDABBYDOOBYTASTIC. He’s the closest thing I’ve seen in a Liverpool shirt to John Barnes in his pomp. Although his shorts are longer, thankfully.

In the first half he ran at the Bournemouth defence and made mincemeat out of them time and again, skipping past Charlie Daniels and friends with impunity. I can’t wait to see how this kid develops, and I’m pretty confident that he won’t be a player only making appearances when the first XI or XV need a rest. This kid is here to stay.

YAY!

8/10

Daniel Sturridge

Daniel Sturridge:

 

Marcus Rashford – Should he go to Euro 2016? Is he England’s Next Big Thing?

F*CK OFF YOU F*CKING STUPID F*CKING BELLENDS.

THIS man is England’s Next Big Thing (considering he hasn’t really had a run at it yet, of course).

I couldn’t quite get my head around who/what Daniel Sturridge is. Today it hit me. EUREKA. Daniel Sturridge is….

Usain Bolt

Thinks about it. He’s relaxed, cool, jovial for 99% of the time. Then he rips the cosmos apart with seconds of utter, jaw-dropping, god-fearing brilliance and the whole world stands in awe.

Usain Bolt can run quickly too. Heh.

A goal. An assist. Hit the woodwork twice. He barely got out of third gear too. I don’t give a flying flute who England pick for Euro 2016, but if you don’t bring and start Daniel Sturridge, you don’t deserve him. He’s the best you lot go.

9/10.

Roberto Firmino

Roberto Firmino:

 

Directly involved in 12 goals in the last 11 games he has featured in for Liverpool. 8 goals and 4 assists. The man makes a difference. He’s been relatively quiet since his return from injury, but was in the right place at the right time to break the deadlock.

If I have a fault with Bobby F, it’s that he would lose a 50/50 tackle with his own shadow. We need to get him willing and able to get stuck in when it’s required. I’ll just leave that to Jurgen.

Oh aye, one more fault. HIS HAIR. As with Danny Ward, his hair in INEXPLICABLE. What the hell is it? He’ll have ski-jumpers in lycra crouched on his head soon if he’s not careful. I didn’t mind the ‘Iced Gem’ look, but the ‘Ski Jump’ is just plain wrong. SORT IT OUT.

7/10

Substitutes:

Divock Origi

Divock Origi:

 

A late introduction into the fray today, and he ended the game holding his back. I’m now holding my breath until I hear that he’s OK.

That’s why I’m turning blue and may not be able to finish thi…………

7/10.


Adam Lallana

Adam Lallana: 

 

Another sprung off the bench to get his foot on the ball to quell the Bournemouth ‘comeback’ (as it were). He did OK, but didn’t do much.

Adam needs to start delivering some real results soon. The battle for places at the top end of the pitch is getting intense.

6/10

Mamadou Sakho

Mamadou Sakho:

Introduced to replace KOLO. Nobody can replace KOLO. One suspects that a few shandies may have been consumed after the heroics on Thursday night, and that may explain his jitters upon his introduction. However his powers of recovery are right up there with JC himself. Daresay if you stuck Mamadou in a cave with a rock in front of it, he’d be out of it in less than 12 hours, not 3 days.

7/10


Jurgen Klopp

Manager: Jurgen Klopp: 

 

He may well be saving FSG millions this summer by plunging the core of the U-21 team into tough Premier League matches like this, as players such as Stewart, Ojo and Randall are proving they are up to the task, and a few more months working under Klopp can surely only improve them.

Jurgen has got the club on a roll of consistent results, and I for one feel that the season is going to finish at the wrong time, just as they’re hitting their stride. To be able to make 10 changes from the heroic side last Thursday, and still run out comfortable winners in a Premier League game shows that the whole club is now on a roll. Long may it continue.

8/10.

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Liverpool v Borussia Dortmund: Europa League QF 2nd Leg

Simon Mignolet Yellow

Simon Mignolet:

 

WHAT A F*CKING HERO….

A stunning save was unable to prevent their first goal and in fairness he had no chance with any of the three goals conceded tonight, all stunning finishes by an amazing Dortmund team.

His distribution was top notch all night, he didn’t make any errors.

Extra waffles for breakfast for Migs tomorrow.

10/10 

Nathaniel Clyne

Nathaniel Clyne:

 

WHAT A F*CKING HERO…

In all truth he had the mother and father of all roastings from Marco Reus tonight. John W Henry has received 732,597 tweets from Liverpool fans over the last three years simply saying ‘Sign Reus’. At 10.03pm tonight he got another, from Patsy Clyne.

However he never gave up, kept believing, ran his arse off in the second half as the new formation demanded the full-backs gave the team width, and he didn’t shirk the responsibility. Tonight will have been a BIG learning-curve for Patsy (and many others) who will have never played against this quality of opposition in club football. It can only benefit him in the future.

10/10. 

Dejan Lovren

Dejan Lovren:

 

WHAT A F*CKING HERO…

The metamorphosis of Dejan Lovren is complete. From a no-hope laughing stock just a few short months ago (including a missed penalty as we crashed out of the last 32 of this competition last season), he has now joined the pantheon of LFC legends who have scored crucial late winners at the Kop end on a huge European night. Fairclough and Gerrard have company. That’s right, Gerrard/Fairclough/Lovren. You are not dreaming….

It was a tough night at the back for Lovren and his mates. A very tough night. The swarming, pacy attack of Dortmund – they are by far the best team to have played at Anfield for many a year, but Dejan dug in alongside Sakho and got in numerous crucial tackles/blocks to keep the yellow tide from flooding Anfield.

Just a couple of minutes before his dramatic winner the ball sailed 50 yards in the air and found him free as a bird on the left of the box. He had what medics now call a LAWAV: ‘Lovren at Wembley against Villa’ moment, as he attempted a ‘Van Basten’ volley on the angle and injured an old dear in Row X of the Kop. That was just a ruse though. He had the finale planned all along…

10/10

Mamadou Sakho

Mamadou Sakho: 

 

WHAT A F*CKING HERO…

Take all I said above about Lovren and his defensive ‘challenges’, and add in the fact that Sakho succumbed to temptation to drop just that bit deeper to try and get his head around what the hell was happening as Dortmund charged forward at will. I don’t blame him though, if it was me I’d have been in the dressing room feigning a stroke.

However when a hero was required, Sakho strode forward and delivered when he had to. He hasn’t scored in over 3,000 years, but we needed four tonight and so he led the Scouse Nation forward once more into the breach to score the goal that set up the dramatic finale.

Once Sakho scored, he knew we’d win. Dortmund knew we’d win too. I knew it, deep down. So did you, you can admit it. The goal from Lovren was simply dotting the i’s and crossing the t’s. Sakho wrote the whole goddamn contract and got Dortmund to sign it in blood. Legend.

10/10.

Alberto Moreno

Alberto Moreno: 

 

WHAT A F*CKING HERO…

For a large part of the match, Bertie was our best attacking threat down the left, eclipsing the efforts of one P. Coutinho Esq. He was sensational going forward, and that perhaps once more showed up the flaws in his defensive play.

But…

If you are the type of left-back who can attack like Bertie, and you play in a team that plays like this Klopp team, who gives a flying f*ck if you’re Paolo Maldini or not. He’ll never be Baresi or Beckenbauer. He’s our Bertie and he’s Bertie the Bomber down the left.

Needs to practice his volleying technique mind…

10/10


James Milner: 

 

WHAT A F*CKING HERO…

When I saw that Milner had been picked as part of the defensive two, against this Dortmund team, my eyebrow shot up and I have now strained it. A couple of weeks of physio should see it right though, don’t worry. However I had genuine concerns about his ability to help control the Dortmund surge that had been highlighted as coming by Tuchel in his pre-match interviews.

In truth, I was right. James Milner suffered all night in central midfield as yellow shirt after yellow shirt surged past him, particularly in the 1st half, and before you could say ‘Milner is not and never will be central midfielder’, we were two down and out of Europe. He then continued to take woeful corner after woeful corner as we desperately searched for goals to give us a lifeline.

But…

You cannot deny the sheer grit, will and determination of James Milner. He doesn’t roar and shout, wave his arms at the crowd, or stand out in any way. In fact I’m pretty sure that his wife and kids don’t recognise him in his own house half the time he is so understated. Yet he assisted half the goals tonight, including a cross saucier than Megan Fox butt naked smothered in chocolate lying in your bed, for the winner. In short, despite everything, he got the job done. Typical Yorkshireman.

10/10

Emre Can

Emre Can:

 

WHAT A F*CKING HERO…

Man alive poor Emre Can will forever break out into a sweat if he comes in contact with a Traffic Warden, Copper or anybody wearing a hi-vis yellow shirt after his ordeal tonight. He was simply overrun in midfield in the first half alongside Milner, but as with everyone else in red tonight he stuck at it and gave it everything he had.

His assist for the opening goal for Origi was sensational, and something he’s been threatening to do all season long. A couple of sumptuous one-twos and a sublime through ball into Origi’s path…let’s hope that it’s just the start of the one thing he needs to add to his game to become the full package – that final ball / goals.

Seemed to twist his ankle late in the game so hopefully it’s not too serious. You suspect his foot could have been falling off and he’d have kept running tonight. Warrior.

10/10.

Adam Lallana

Adam Lallana: 

 

WHAT A F*CKING HERO…

In truth he worked hard and seemed to be on the verge of creating something, without actually doing so, once again. However you cannot fault his commitment to the cause as he led the press from the front and was unlucky with a couple of final balls, and made the wrong choice with a couple of runs into the box. He also gave us a spectacular air-kick that made us all chuckle, no matter how dire the situation was at the time. Well, it made me feel better about my own ability.

He was sacrificed to allow the required tactical change as Poor Joe and Daniel helped to turn the tide in favour of the reds. He too sent a text to John W Henry after the final whistle that read: ‘Don’t sign Reus’. Wise words, Adam. From your point of view…

10/10

 Philippe Coutinho

Philippe Coutinho: 

Dearest Philippe,

 

YOU ARE A F*CKING HERO…

You’re also a crafty old dog, playing possum like that. Behave. All quiet and meek and out of the game in the first half, luring Dortmund into a false sense of security. Outrageous.

That goal though. THAT GOAL. You little magician. Congrats too on your nomination for PFA Young Player Of The Year. Well done for letting others win it. You’re always thinking of others and ensuring your utter brilliance doesn’t crush the hopes of dreams of your peers.

Love you

xxx

10/10.

Roberto Firmino

Roberto Firmino:

 

WHAT A F*CKING HERO….

Alright, he was a little off his game, but that’s allowed. He’s just coming back from injury, and the video he shot of the crowd on the way into the ground clearly overwhelmed him. You don’t get that in Brazil or Germany. Not to worry, the Europa League semi-final and final (hopefully) is now your stage to perform on.

I can’t wait.

10/10.

Divock Origi

Divock Origi:

 

WHAT A F*CKING HERO…

20 years old. TWENTY YEARS OLD.

Leading the line at Anfield on a huge European night. Scoring a crucial goal. Putting in a man of the match performance. Turning Mats Hummels into a quivering wreck. All at TWENTY YEARS OF AGE.

Holy fecking Jesus, what this kid could become. He’s got it all. Seriously, he’s got it all. Pace. Power. Skill. Finishing. Awareness. Heart. Soul. An iPhone 7 (or so I hear).

Divock Origi…Liverpool’s Number Nine…

11/10

Substitutes:

Joe Allen

Poor Joe:

 

WHAT A F*CKING HERO…

He should have started. You know it. I know it. Jurgen bloody knows it, now.

Led the charge with sharp passing, impressive strength to hold off players twice his size, and full of confidence trying overhead swivel volleys from 20 yards out. His sheer presence spooked the Dortmund players. That hair. That beard. Those piercing eyes.

*swoon*

10/10

Lucas

Lucas: 

WHAT A F*CKING HERO….

Is there a more perfect player to bring on late in the game as you’re chasing a goal?

Oh…

Anyway, Can was hobbling, and Lucas threw his lot in with the desperate search for a goal. It was great to have him on the pitch for the last 3 minutes to defend the miracle lead too, wasn’t it? Apart from that free-kick he conceded. Ah sod it, everybody in red is a hero tonight.

10/10

Daniel Sturridge

Daniel Sturridge:

WHAT A F*CKING HERO…

It’s the little things…

With 90′ on the clock, and with Daniel not really having a sniff since his introduction (although his work rate and build up play was impressive), Liverpool had a free-kick, close to the halfway line. It was always going to be lumped in long by Milner. The big lads were up. Dortmund knew what was coming and prepared accordingly.

And then…

The run by Sturridge tore the defensive organisation of Dortmund apart. Suddenly they were panicked. Players were dragged out of position. His pass to Milner took two more players out of the game, and you know the rest.

As I said, it’s the little things. This guy is by far and away the best English ‘footballing’ striker. Better than Kane/Vardy/Rooney (snigger). He’s got the brain. He’s got the finishing ability. If he can stay fit, he’s the best in the league. Better than Aguero. Yes, I mean it.

10/10


Jurgen Klopp Unhappy

Manager: Jurgen Klopp: 

 

WHAT A F*CKING HERO. WHAT A F*CKING MANAGER. WHAT A F*CKING MAN.

Six months.

That’s all it has taken Jurgen Klopp to turn Liverpool Football Club from the type of club that gets humped 6-1 by Stoke City to the type of team that beats one of the best teams in Europe (make no mistake about it, Dortmund could easily be in the last four of the Champions League this season, they’re that good).

There are legendary tales about the half-time team talk by Rafa in Istanbul. I can’t wait for the arms and legs to be added to the talk by Klopp tonight at half-time. If I hear that he morphed into an alien being that hovered above the players like an angel and infused them with super-natural powers, I’ll buy every single word of it.

Three games from the Champions League group stages. One summer ahead when he can bring in the players he wants. A full pre-season with the players to really get to know his ways….

If he can make this Liverpool squad this good in 6 months, can you imagine what it’s going to be like in 18 months? *Drools*

13/10.

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Liverpool v Stoke City: Premier League: LFC Player Ratings

Simon Mignolet

Simon Mignolet:

 

Migs denied Cameron today with a display of athleticism that took the breath away and had the crowd on their feet.

No, he didn’t swing through the window of Downing Street, somersault over the security, tie Dave to a chair, slap Samantha on the ass, force the PM to read every single Panama Paper document and get him to admit to being a lying toerag up to his nostrils in fraud, self-enrichment and being bereft of any morals whatsoever (allegedly), but the save from a Geoff Cameron header was nearly as impressive.   

All in all another very solid display, despite the presence of his Kryptonite. Hitting form at just the right time in the season, but you can’t yet shake the feeling that the next howler is always just around the corner….

8/10 

Nathaniel Clyne

Nathaniel Clyne:

 

Despite being just one of three outfield players sent back into action after the Dortmund trip, he showed no sign of being off the pace and put in another solid 90 minute performance. Defended well, bombed on whenever he could, and that’s about it really. No complaints here.

7/10. 

Kolo Toure

KOLO:

 

Once more dear KOLO into the breach.

As Herr Klopp decided to rest/protect his preferred CB partnership (and/or troll Mark Hughes), he entrusted KOLO to hold the fort, even with Martin Skrtel alongside him. To be honest, while he performed as well as ever, he seemed to think that every single set-piece that needed to be defended was a race to our own goal-line, which he seemed to think was the bar where last orders were being called. He was a yard ahead of everyone, regularly playing the Stoke attackers onside.

When you’re part of a defence that allows the smallest player on the pitch to head an equaliser, you automatically lose points. But if you’re KOLO, you get them back immediately, on account of being KOLO. All agreed? Good.

7/10

Martin Skrtel

Martin Skrtel: 

 

Following his last appearance in a Liverpool shirt, where he was the central character in a calamitous capitulation at St. Mary’s, Martin has decided to prepare for life in the F.W.R.P. (Footballer’s Witness Relocation Programme).

He is now growing his hair, and let’s be honest, nobody will recognise Martin Skrtel with hair, so he should get a new club this summer without any problems, probably under a new moniker (knowing Martin he’ll opt for Skartin Mrtel).

Another stroke of genius (or creepy science experiment) is that he has decided to clone himself. Take one look at Ryan Shawcross. Now look at Martin Skrtel. Have they ever been in the same room together, eh? Well?

What? The same pitch? Today?

Right. Fine. Shurrup.

Anyway, Martin was alright, I suppose. It was just Peter Crouch though.

6/10.

Alberto Moreno

Alberto Moreno: 

 

SCREAMER.

That applies to his goal and his overall performance. Solid in defence without any memorable ‘Bertie’ moments, and a real threat in attack, aside from his THUNDERBASTARD to open the scoring.

More of this please Alberto.

8/10.

Kevin Stewart

Kevin Stewart:

There was a young man named Kevin

Who got his first league start at home

He did pretty well

He gave the Stoke players hell

His agent’s holding for Ian Ayre on the phone

 

7/10.

Joe Allen

Poor Joe:

 

Begoneth the Captain, Cometh Poor Joe.

When presented with an opportunity, you should say thank you and grab it. If a gift horse yawns in your face, don’t look into it. If you’re brave, you’ll be preferred by Lady Luck.

All of this is a daft way of saying that Poor Joe has a slot in the first team wide open to him and today he grabbed it with both hands, put it in a headlock and has yet to let go.

He was superb today, a ball of energy all over the park, getting a foot in against his (typically Stoke) bigger opponents, and his use of possession was simple yet very effective. Taken off by Klopp before full-time to protect him (That’s Jurgens’ words, not mine), he is now a crucial cog in the Liverpool machine.

It may be a good time to start talking about a new contract, eh?

9/10.

James Milner: 

 

10 Assists. 7 Goals.

I know….

It’s easy to criticise James Milner. It’s even easy to openly rip the piss out of him. I’ve got nearly a full season of blogging out of it, but I’m man enough to praise somebody when they deserve it.

He got his much-cherished central midfield role today, and he did well. However his increase in assists since the turn of the year needs to be acknowledged – that’s 6 now, 3 more than a certain Mesut Ozil. It’s a funny old game…

8/10.

Seyi Ojo

Sheyi Ojo: 

 

The latest in what is now becoming a conveyor-belt of exciting young attacking talent from the Melwood Academy, following on from the likes of Sterling and Ibe, and he may well prove to be the best of the lot.

A solid first-half was capped off when he stood up Shaqiri, bamboozled him on the left wing, got to the byline and clipped a cross onto the head of Daniel Sturridge to give him a goal that was virtually unmissable. A sensational contribution for such a young man who has now impressed whenever he has been given an opportunity in the first team (let’s not forget his goal at the Kop end a few months ago).

Hopefully his withdrawal at half-time was just a precaution, and maybe Jurgen didn’t want him to reveal all his secrets as he’s planning to use him as his secret weapon for the rest of the season. All I know is that Jordan Ibe must be feeling pretty insecure right now.

8/10

Daniel Sturridge

Daniel Sturridge:

My review from the last league game, at home to Spurs, for Daniel:

Shake a leg. Move your arse. Run you f*cking gobdaw.

Just three of the comments I made about Daniel as I watched him stroll about the Anfield turf yesterday.

Yet I make allowances for Daniel. Maybe by standing still he’ll find himself in space? He’s conserving his energy so he’ll sprint onto a through-ball and score? He’s coming back from injury?

I was almost right. As his teammates robbed Spurs high up the pitch through sheer industry and hard work, he was suddenly played through on goal. GREAT! Now he’ll do what he does and score…and he didn’t.

Here’s the thing Daniel. If you don’t work your ass off like your teammates, and you then go on to fluff your lines in front of goal, you’re going to get criticised. Christ, even when you’re subbed you can’t shake your arse to get off with any pace. You’re the biggest conundrum for Klopp this summer. To sell or keep? To build a side around or jettison?

Today’s Klopp Countdown Conundrum is:

LZAY BSATARD

 

Philippe told me on WhatsApp last Friday that Daniel was hurt by my comments, but determined to prove me wrong. Well, I’m delighted to say that you have done just that Daniel. Today was far better and I was impressed with the greater work ethic. Another goal to add to the ever-growing collection, and your partnership with Divock Origi in the second half showed real promise.

Bravo Daniel, Bravo.

8/10.

Roberto Firmino

Roberto Firmino:

 

Great to have him back in the reckoning as the season draws to a close, but today I felt he was a little off the pace. He played in a slightly more withdrawn role and he has been most effective this season when playing at the sharp end of the attack. He was also without his Copacabana Comrade and is working his way back into match fitness.

All that being said, he worked hard for the cause. A better final ball and it could have been a rave review – the margins are small in this game.

7/10

Substitutes:

Divock Origi

Divock Origi:

 

GOALS! GOALS! GOALS!

Regular readers will know that I’m firmly of the opinion that when Divock adds goals, he’s the complete package. Well put a bow on him and label him, he’s now the full package.

His first goal was unmissable, but he had to get himself into the right area. His second goal was Barnes-esque. Did he mean it? Well Jurgen said he did, and therefore he did. We don’t question Jurgen.

Bring on Borussia Dortmund.

9/10.


Lucas

Lucas Leiva: 

 

The timely return of another very important player for the remainder of the season, Lucas replaced Poor Joe with just over 10′ to go and he did what Lucas does.

Great to have him back.

7/10

Adam Lallana

Adam Lallana:

Replaced Bobby F for the last half hour and was neat, tidy, did at least 6 Cruyff turns and was exactly what you’d expect.

If we could get some end product on Thursday night, that would be just swell.

7/10


Jurgen Klopp

Manager: Jurgen Klopp: 

 

This Liverpool squad (by and large) got humped by the same Stoke squad (again, by and large) 6-1 just under a year ago.

Today, the Liverpool ‘B’ team humped the Stoke ‘A’ team 4-1.

In mathematical terms, Klopp > Rodgers. 8 Goals greater to be precise.

Now we just need him to plunge the knife into the heart of his old love….

8/10.

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Borussia Dortmund v Liverpool: Europa League Q-F 1st Leg: LFC Player Ratings

Simon Mignolet Yellow

Simon Mignolet:

 

Blimey….

A commanding performance on a difficult European away night. Whisper it, but he resembled a ‘competent’ keeper last night. While he didn’t have any outstanding saves to make, everything he did was done extremely well. Admit it, with a few of those routine ‘saves’, you half expected the ball to spill from his grasp to the feet of a Dortmund attacker…but they didn’t.

Don’t think that Migs lacks sentimentality either. On the very ground that Cruyff introduced the ‘Cruyff Turn’ to the world, Migs paid homage to the great man with two of his own. What a wonderful gesture. Another wonderful gesture would be paying for my cardiac operation caused by the very same turns. Jaysus…

I suspect it will take a lot of these kinds of performances to change the perception of Migs in the minds of the Liverpool faithful, but every journey begins with a single step. Of course some of those journeys start on the edge of a cliff…

8/10 

Nathaniel Clyne

Nathaniel Clyne:

 

 

It’s always wise to heed a warning.

  • When the bank writes to you to threaten to take your house…
  • When a Scotsman tells you he is going to ‘mash your heed’…
  • When Dortmund carve you apart in the first 20 minutes down your wing, but your team just survives…

Patsy did just that. Well, I don’t know if the bank are after him or if he p*ssed off a Scotsman recently, but after the Dortmund scare he grabbed hold of Lallana, ran his hands down his exceedingly soft Nivea-moisturised cheek, looked deep into his eyes and they promised each other that they would heed that warning.

Patsy is a wise man.

8/10. 

Dejan Lovren

Dejan Lovren:

 

I’m not one for all this Opta stats boll*x, let me make that clear. I like to judge football with a sophisticated system that I call ‘watching’, aided by an app called ‘remembering’.

Last night, I saw that Dejan Lovren was immense once more. Since his roasting at the hands of Shane Long at St. Mary’s (and his subsequent withdrawal), he has faced Spurs and Dortmund, two of Europe’s form teams and he has excelled.

Last night was the pinnacle of the Lovren/Sakho partnership too. While Sakho was bailing out Lovren at St. Mary’s, and Lovren was bailing out Sakho at Anfield against Spurs, last night they were in perfect harmony, mopping up behind each other on the rare occasion that Dortmund managed to threaten.

One thing Dejan must do this summer is practice scoring goals though. Man alive, that header…although kudos to Dejan for heading the goalkeeper in retaliation for saving his effort. Quite right.

9/10

Mamadou Sakho

Mamadou Sakho: 

 

My review of Mamadou following his Jekyll and Hyde performance at Anfield last Saturday:

To his credit, he took the half-time break to pop some Prozac (NOT from Dr Mark Bonar, I hasten to add) and was far more solid. Sakho is a player that splits opinion among Liverpool fans more than most, but I am firmly on the side of ‘He’s fecking ACE and if you don’t agree you’re a flute’.

My flabber was well and truly gasted therefore as I read numerous articles, and heard numerous people (who shall not be named to protect their identity/integrity/reputation/loved ones from ridicule) wonder whether Martin Skrtel should come into the reckoning for the Dortmund match.

MARTIN SKRTEL? The only thing Martin Skrtel should come into the reckoning for is the Donkey Derby.

The block in the first half after Dortmund carved us open…you’re not moaning about his bandy limbs now are you, eh? His crisp passing into midfield to launch attack after attack. Glorious.

He had Aubameyang in his pocket all night too. That’s the 36-goal Aubameyang attracting attention all over Europe. I admit, I can’t say ‘Aubameyang’ without adding ‘a-ding-dong’ to the end of it (go on, do it, it’s therapeutic). A Twitter follower (@ClownTrousers) also informed me that ‘Aubameyang’ is the first four chords to Nirvana’s ‘Smells Like Teen Spirit’. Again, try it. It’ll make you giggle. Well, it made me giggle.

9/10.

Alberto Moreno

Alberto Moreno: 

 

For 99.9% of the match, Alberto Moreno put in arguably his most professional, disciplined and best performance in a Liverpool shirt.

For 0.1% of the match, ‘Bertie’ appeared and could have easily been sent off…

For the life of me I can’t work out how a professional footballer can launch himself into a two-footed challenge, studs up, 100 yards from his own goal. It’s bewildering. He got away with it, somehow. Just when you think you can see a reliable defender breaking from the mould, the mould explodes and covers you in goop.

Bertie…ya boll*x.

7/10

Jordan Henderson

Jordan Henderson: 

 

I should have seen it coming really. It’s become a familiar tale of woe. Just when a Liverpool player puts in his best performance of the season, he then gets struck down by injury in the very next game. (Somebody better wrap Dejan Lovren in cotton wool, quick).

A typically all-action first half performance in a match tailor-made for Jordan Henderson, as a team with superior possession passes the ball all over the pitch, allowing Jordan to scamper after it, tongue lolling in the wind, thoroughly enjoying himself. His passing was a bit off, particularly in the final third, but his work-rate was crucial in helping Liverpool stem the tide of Dortmund pressure and put them on the front foot after the half-hour mark.

I hope his knee injury doesn’t cost him his Euro 2016 dreams. Get well soon Jordan.

7/10.

Emre Can

Emre Can:

 

 

Hard to accurately judge Emre Can’s performance after his early booking for…well…for failing to magically teleport himself out of the way of a Dortmund player running into him.

He therefore needed to be careful for the remainder of the game, which will naturally take the edge off an all-action combative midfielder as Can undoubtedly is. However he refused to take a backward step and made numerous well-timed and crucial tackles throughout the match.

For homework, I would like Emre to stay back after training every day to practice ‘THUNDERB*STARDS’. He regularly finds himself with the ball at his feet, 30 yards from goal, and I miss the Stevie G potshots, so to see a few screamers fly in the net would be just swell. Also, seeing as he’s German, I’m sure he could ensure a 95% success rate, right? Vorsprung Durch Technik and all that gubbins.

8/10.

Adam Lallana

Adam Lallana: 

 

People who remind me of Adam Lallana:

  1. David Walliams – Amusing without actually being ‘hold my sides, I can’t breathe anymore, funny’.
  2. Hawkeye – A member of the ‘Avengers’, very talented, but aside from easily winning Olympic Gold medals in Archery, he’s not exactly The Hulk…
  3. Stephen Mulhern – A very competent light-entertainment presenter, but he’s not Ant. Or Dec. Or Dermot O’Leary.

Get my point?

7/10

 Philippe Coutinho

Philippe Coutinho: 

Dearest Philippe,

 

You OK hon? Everything alright at home? It’s just that you were, well, you were quieter than a quiet thing in a library being told to shut the f*ck up by Stone Cold Steve Austin.

I know I ribbed you about being a cocky show-off with all your recent wonder goals, but I was just messing. I blame myself, you still haven’t learned when I’m being serious and when I’m ripping the piss out of you.

To be clear, nothing I ever say is serious, unless I say ‘Seriously’ first. Even then, it may not be. Got that? Good.

Love you

xxx

7/10.

James Milner:

Two moments to remember from James Milner yesterday:

  1. Leaping like a salmon to head the ball into the path of Origi to assist the opening goal. Cracking.
  2. Trying desperately to fit his bulging biceps into the Captains Armband at the start of the second half. He loved it. Really, really loved it. Bless.

His usual hustle including one memorable pivot-turn-dragback in midfield that befuddled his opponents, bamboozled me, and flummoxed the worlds’ media. Marvelous.

8/10.

Divock Origi

Divock Origi:

My review of Divock Origi from last Saturday:

A quality weapon to have on the bench. Pace when defenders are tired. Strength when defenders are…well…tired.

Now we just need to add goals.

My review of Divock Origi from the week before v Southampton:

Honestly, all that’s missing with this kid is goals, and you get the feeling that once he starts, he will be hard to stop.

I know that’s a potentially stupid/obvious thing to say about a striker, but he does everything aside from the goals very, very well. He’s strong, holds the ball up, runs in behind, stretches defences, gets flick-ons, has searing pace…he’s the full package.

JUST START BANGING THEM IN!

And you all doubt me when I say that the Liverpool players read this blog….

A sensational performance from Origi last night, doing all I described previously, but with the added GOAL. Probably should have had another but denied by a smart save. He’s only 20 and don’t forget that this kid started for Belgium in the 2014 World Cup, so he would have been only…hang on…*counts fingers…and toes…does subtraction…carry the 1…* EIGHTEEN years old.

The future is bright. The future is Origi.

9/10

 

Substitutes:

Joe Allen

Poor Joe:

 

Oh my…

Oh my oh my oh my…

I thought he was superb when he came on. He did everything that Jordan offered in the first half, but his distribution of the ball was, in my opinion, far better.

He’s got a real run in the team ahead of him (potentially for the rest of the season), and while the club don’t seem to be offering him any new deal, this could well be his audition for Klopp and for a new contract.

Of course this is Poor Joe we’re talking about, so he probably shouldn’t walk under any ladders anytime soon…

8/10

Roberto Firmino

Roberto Firmino: 

He’s back. He has one week to prepare for the second leg. Let’s keep him away from those Stoke butchers, aye?

N/A

Daniel Sturridge

Daniel Sturridge:

It was very kind of Jurgen to limit his lazy arse to just 6′ of action last night. Maybe a bit harsh, but he really annoyed me last Saturday.

N/A


Jurgen Klopp Unhappy

Manager: Jurgen Klopp: 

 

I thought that Jurgen conducted himself remarkably well in an environment that very few of us will ever experience in our lives.

I can only imagine that it would be like going back to the last company you worked for, as a competitor, getting the red carpet in the door, the best car parking spot reserved for you, the office hottie on his/her knees waiting for you (delete as applicable) *ahem* and slaps on the back all around as you try and put them out of business….bizarre.

It was a bold move to select Origi ahead of Sturridge, but one I agreed with pre-match, and which obviously paid dividends. He’s drilled an extraordinary amount of discipline into a side that only last October were as disciplined as Donald Trump in Hooters.

It’s only half-time, but for the love of God Jurgen, chuck the Stoke match this weekend, aye? Play Ibe and Brannagan and Stewart and…well, play the FA Cup 3rd/4th round teams again. We’re four matches from the Champions League group stages and from the UEFA Cup  Europa League…

8/10.

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Liverpool v Spurs: Premier League: LFC Player Ratings

Simon Mignolet Yellow

Simon Mignolet:

 

See? I told you last week….Simon Mignolet is allergic to Martin Skrtel.

With Dejan Lovren restored to the first XI, Martin Skrtel seated in the furthest possible seat away from Migs in the dugout, and what can only be described as a gargantuan quantity of antihistamines, Migs was back in form at Anfield.

He made a string of impressive saves, kept his flaps to a minimum and was only beaten by what I would describe as a ‘Fowler-esque’ finish from Kane.

He knows that his position is under serious threat this summer, but the public mutterings from Klopp about him have been nothing but positive. Will be be #1 next August? I know the answer, but that would be telling….

8/10 

Nathaniel Clyne

Nathaniel Clyne:

 

Back to his familiar right-back role, and like the other 20 players playing outfield yesterday evening, he was involved in a ferocious tussle for every single second.

In short, he did well, considering…

Considering what, I hear you ask? (I’ve got all your PC’s / Devices bugged, so yes, I can hear you ask, and quite frankly I’m disgusted by some of you. Your cousin? Really? Ick.)

Anway, considering the quality of that game is what I was referring to. I haven’t enjoyed a football match as much in a long, long time. This was a fantabulous tussle between two very, very good sides, both playing similar, high-pressing, high-energy styles. No inch was given, no quarter was yielded. They stood toe-to-toe, traded blow-for-blow, neither flinching. A draw was probably a fair result, but Liverpool had the better chances, and just that bit more precision would once again have yielded the three points.

Both of these teams are going to be contesting the league for the next few seasons. Add the usual suspects in City, Chelsea, Arsenal and United, and as Jim Ross would say ‘Bah Gawd, next season is going to be a slobber-knocker’.

8/10. 

Dejan Lovren

Dejan Lovren:

 

Woah….

What. A. Performance. It was almost perfect.

I know, typing those words about Dejan Lovren….If you told me I’d be doing that last August, I’d have had you sectioned. Yes, you. No, I’m not talking about anyone else reading this. I’m talking about you. It’d be a blessed relief though, aye?

However, here we are. For the first 45 minutes of this game, Dejan was sensational. He did everything he had to do perfectly, and he was kept busy with a number of clean-ups in Aisle Two, which is a nice way of saying that Mamadou Sakho was a little skittish for the first half.

The only blot on his copybook was that he was caught out by the Kane turn and finish, but again I’m being ultra-critical here, as that was world-class. With Klopp’s first summer looming large, a time when he will be able to mould the squad to his satisfaction, Dejan is making a strong statement to be considered first-choice for next season. His absence from the second half at St. Mary’s hinted as to how important he has become. His performance yesterday confirmed it.

A remarkable turnaround.

9.5/10

Mamadou Sakho

Mamadou Sakho: 

My review of Mamadou from St. Mary’s. Note the final line…

I can only liken his performance to that of Fireman Sam taking on the Great Fire of London all on his own.

He was imperious once more in the first half, shackling Pelle and mopping up whenever Long got the better of Lovren. Then Martin arrived, and that was akin to someone pouring petrol, firelighters and napalm on a small bonfire….

He desperately, manfully tried to stem the Southampton tide, but there is only so much that one man can do. He had his own opponent to worry about as well as the YAWNING CHASM that Martin Skrtel left behind him time and time and time again. It just wasn’t possible.

I just hope this doesn’t do mental damage to Mamadou, the poor pet.

I believe post-traumatic stress disorder is a very debilitating condition, and I can only put Mamadou’s 1st half performance down to the effects of the 2nd half alongside Skrtel against Southampton.

To his credit, he took the half-time break to pop some Prozac (NOT from Dr Mark Bonar, I hasten to add) and was far more solid. Sakho is a player that splits opinion among Liverpool fans more than most, but I am firmly on the side of ‘He’s fecking ACE and if you don’t agree you’re a flute’.

So there.

7/10.

Alberto Moreno

Alberto Moreno: 

 

Frantic. Chaotic. Battling. Pacy. Intense. Rapid. Thrilling.

All of these can be applied to the game itself, and to Bertie’s performance. He had a tremendous tussle with Son/Eriksen as Spurs targeted the left-hand side of the Liverpool defence, and he came up trumps, despite a few ‘Bertie’ moments.

Klopp could consider him to be the future and if so he could be his greatest challenge. Klopp could consider him to be a liability and he’ll be sold this summer. Once more, I know the truth, but telling you would spoil the summer shenigans, right?

8/10

Jordan Henderson

Jordan Henderson: 

 

Nope, that ‘season’ was a flash in the pan. He’s not really got it. He’s a great kid, great engine but he’s not a Klopp player, he’s not the future of this team, let alone the Captain….

All of which I was certain about until 5.30pm yesterday…

Now, he is the future. He’s a leader, a real Captain. His performance yesterday was sensational. All-action, in a game that I’ve already described as being exactly that, and he stood up when it mattered. He doesn’t have the incisive passing of a Coutinho, the shooting of a Firmino, or the nimble feet of a Lallana, but then again, if he’s winning the ball and giving it to, ummm, Coutinho/Firmino/Lallana, does he need to?

He’s been playing second-fiddle to Emre Can for the past few weeks, even months, but when the title-chasers came banging on our door looking to loot the 3 points from Anfield, Jordan stood up and protected our territory. Of course he’ll have to continue do deliver these types of performances every week, but why won’t he? He got his game up to a certain high standard not so long ago, so let’s see, shall we?

9/10.

Emre Can

Emre Can:

 

Moussa Dembele (the one at Spurs, not the one at Fulham)…

We could have witnessed a birth at Anfield yesterday. The birth of a new midfield rivalry, the likes of which we haven’t seen since Keane and Vieira were butting-heads 15 years ago.

Emre will have to accept that he met an opponent that has similar pace, similar skill and similar strength, as well as a similar desire to be the best midfielder on the park. It was a fantastic tussle, and one to keep an eye on in future years (assuming they both stay at their respective clubs). If I were a boxing referee, I’d have to give a split points decision to Dembele yesterday, but it was close.

Over to you Emre. Time to respond.

7/10.

Adam Lallana

Adam Lallana: 

 

Many months ago I mused that Adam Lallana operates in a ‘bubble’ that puts him a split-second out of time with the rest of the world, particularly on a football pitch. Now, I admit that this was a negative point at the time, but maybe I was onto a correct theory, but wrong on the finer details…

Adam Lallana operates on a higher plane of consciousness than you and I.

  • He sees 9 colours in the rainbow, not seven
  • He knows the 4th secret of Fatima, let alone the third
  • He goes on holidays to Area 51
  • He edits Stephen Hawking’s works before publication
  • He knows what’s inside a Quark

In football terms, he’s the best player in the world at being the guy that gives the assist to the guy that gives the assist. He sees moves developing 26 passes in advance.

He’s also now completed more Cruyff turns since the death of the great man, than the great man ever did in his whole career.

8/10

 Philippe Coutinho

Philippe Coutinho: 

Dearest Philippe,

 

Our friendship has now become common knowledge through this blog, so I have been sent some questions to ask you from other people who contacted me:

  1. What do you wash your hair with? (submitted by @HeadAndShoulders)
  2. Do you think Batman is hotter than Superman? (submitted by @BenAffleck)
  3. Will you have my babies? (submitted by @ConfusedAboutBiology)
  4. Do you think The Donald is the worlds greatest man? (submitted by @DonaldTrump)
  5. Can you keep scoring screamers every week? (submitted by @NiallHawthorne)

You don’t need to answer number 5 now. I got my answer yesterday.

Love you

xxx

9/10.

James Milner:

 

James Milner was James Milner yesterday.

7/10.

Daniel Sturridge

Daniel Sturridge:

 

Shake a leg. Move your arse. Run you f*cking gobdaw.

Just three of the comments I made about Daniel as I watched him stroll about the Anfield turf yesterday.

Yet I make allowances for Daniel. Maybe by standing still he’ll find himself in space? He’s conserving his energy so he’ll sprint onto a through-ball and score? He’s coming back from injury?

I was almost right. As his teammates robbed Spurs high up the pitch through sheer industry and hard work, he was suddenly played through on goal. GREAT! Now he’ll do what he does and score…and he didn’t.

Here’s the thing Daniel. If you don’t work your ass off like your teammates, and you then go on to fluff your lines in front of goal, you’re going to get criticised. Christ, even when you’re subbed you can’t shake your arse to get off with any pace. You’re the biggest conundrum for Klopp this summer. To sell or keep? To build a side around or jettison?

Today’s Klopp Countdown Conundrum is:

LZAY BSATARD

7/10

Substitutes:

Divock Origi

Divock Origi:

 

A quality weapon to have on the bench. Pace when defenders are tired. Strength when defenders are…well…tired.

Now we just need to add goals.

7/10.

Joe Allen

Poor Joe:

 

8′ to show what he can do. He got kicked up in the air which led to a chance for Coutinho.

Poor Joe.

N/A

Jordan Ibe

Jordan Ibe: 

Oh, he still exists! Splendid.

N/A


Jurgen Klopp Unhappy

Manager: Jurgen Klopp: 

 

Alright Jurgen, here we go. The business end of the season. The final dash for glory…

Let’s forget about the Top Four as a realistic option for the Premier League. A home draw to that Spurs side is not a killer blow, but the defeat away to Southampton was. You have a maximum of 5 games in the Europa League to get us into the group stages of the Champions League next season. Two of those games are against Borussia Dortmund. If you don’t know how to dismantle a team that you built, who does?

Game on….

8/10.

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