Disappointment...

I feel as if the determination for this season is being flushed down a murky toilet.

This past Saturday, I was one of the unfortunate souls who captured--with much revolting disgust--Liverpool F.C.'s horrendous loss to bottom-of-the-bracket Portsmouth.

I have a very good reason for posting these comments a few days later--today--for one reason, and one reason only: to settle down, composing my thoughts before posting.

Liverpool looked as though they were a bunch of mindless third-graders partaking in a school yard kick ball game. Their brains seemed to sprout magical wings and fly off the pitch--this was what I'd ultimately decided happened, the only plausible explanation for a game which caused a sickening bile to form atop the roof of my mouth!

Where was the heart? Where was the determination? Where was the ferocity of last year's team? Based on Saturday's performance: all gone, down the murky toilet.

Liverpool F.C. need to wake up. If it takes me flying over to Northwest England and personally igniting a fire under each one of their backsides, I'll do it ... something needs to be done, for crying in the night!!

Thus has concluded my venting.

I say all this because Liverpool are a team with tremendous talent. They are a team who finished second in the Premier League standings last year. In 2005 Liverpool won the Champions League Cup!

Come on, L.F.C., play like you know you can play; stop gallivanting around like children and show the world who you are! I have not given up on you. Prove to every Liverpool fan that you still have the fire in your heart.


JCON