I'm finding it difficult to even moan about it now. I'm still fuming. And I can feel meself ready to kick off over the slightest thing. Football may only be a game but it's a game that dictates the mood I'm in. And when I see my club deliver sh*t for this F***ing long, my mood is not good. It's not scrappy wins we're picking up, it's embarrassing defeats with passionless performances.
The players aren't F***ing good enough. They're sh*t. A waste of F***ing space and unfit to wear the shirt. Drop the F***ing lot (bar Pepe) and throw the kids in for fucks sake. If we're gonna lose, I'd rather lose with a bunch of kids who are willing to fight. Not fancy overpaid bas**rds who couldn't give two fucks about my club. It's not their club, it's mine. It's not them hurting, it's me. I'm embarrassed as F**k, not of my club but the people representing it.
This isn't because we got beat to Blackpool, it's because of the way we've played in every single League game this season. Seven games in, there should be at least some signs of improvement. There isn't. This season still has a long way to go, and the way we're playing it's gonna feel a whole lot F***ing longer.
Today, the players were a joke. Defensively we were a shambles, midfield offered nothing for large parts and up top there was no conviction. How certain players continue to get picked for this club is beyond me. I'm not gonna beat around the bush, Johnson, Skrtel, Poulsen, Kuyt, Jovanovich and Maxi are a F***ing hindrance to this club. And if they were sold tomorrow, it wouldn't be a day too soon. Gerrard and Carragher are meant to be the local lads who drag us through these difficult times, oh it's alright for them to talk in the press. How about lads, you get off your arse and do some talking on the pitch.
People might say I'm jumping to conclusions by saying we're in a relegation battle but the truth is we are. We don't have the fight in our players to get out of this mess. They just expect to turn up and win. No lads, it doesn't F***ing work like that. You have to fight for points and if you can't fight, then you end up the sh*t. That's exactly where we are. No fight whatsoever in this bunch of tw*ts.
Hodgson, I've succumb to the general consensus that he's out of his depth at this club. He's not alone though because so many of this squad are out of their depth as well. They're not good enough for Liverpool Club Football. Moreover, they're not good enough for a Liverpool Football Club struggling, let alone one that expects to challenge on domestic and European fronts.
This isn't a nightmare anymore, it's reality. Drastic changes need to be made in the boardroom, in the dugout and on the pitch. But until they are, I'm afraid this is going to be an every season occurrence.
I can't find excuses for the players or manager anymore. They're not good enough for my club. When I see the list of names of former players and managers compared to this modern day side, my skin crawls.
Next up is the Derby and all I can see is an Everton win because they do have the fight in them, they do play for each other and they'll be so F***ing determined to give us a helping hand in ensuring our demise continues. Unless by some miracle Hodgson can install some passion in this bunch of lackluster uncaring overpaid overhyped waste of space players, we're truly fu**ed.
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