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That NTXZO idiot from #LFC Twitter who makes stupid jokes about Liverpool, life, the universe, everything. Wynter the Dog. Seattle the City.
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Always the Hard Way FC with a chance to Make It Easy after a season of Always the Hard Way that led to them being in a position to Make It Easy before the end of February. Go figure.

Gonna blow so many bubbles if they don't screw this up.

Leicester right now ...

Share a character who didn't deserve their fate

If Liverpool hold their PPG for the season (2.35), we finish with 89 points. Win everything at home and draw everything away, it's 87 points. Match the 1st meeting results against every opponent left, it's 86 points. Maintain our form since the New Year, it's 85 points.

... and now it's Manchester City. Away. At this point in the season. A match that might be our Ultimate Question of Life, the Universe, and Everything. And it just SO HAPPENS to be Matchday # _____.

Let's not downplay just how soft ass our defending has been of late. We're not winning shit if we cannot handle crosses and pinball sequences in the box. Missing open goals is the fall off the cliff. Not defending the long ball is the ground that actually kills you.

Entirely unfair on Rio and Danns that it feels like we could've really used Rio and Danns out there at the end.

Well ... I just threw up in my mouth a bit.

As much as I do love City getting taken behind the woodshed, seeing THAT team gearing up for another European run ...

Oh, fun. Conor's down.

Darwin Nunez. The Fredo to Mo Salah's Michael.

Gotta be Wataru time. Endo Days stuff here.

You gotta be shitting me, Darwin.

Liverpool giving up on the left wing like they're managed by Chuck Schumer.

Trent getting yanked after the goal is quite the little moment that says something. Not everything. But it ain't nothing.

TRENT ALEXANDER - I KNOW WE'VE BEEN GIVING YOU SHIT BUT YOU'RE STILL MAGIC - ARNOLD

Jota doing what I need to do after every Liverpool match these past few months.

Started the season fully prepared for a post-Klopp hangover run where Top 4 and a domestic trophy were #fine. Now it's February and I'm fuming about a potential treble. Fuck you, Arne. Competent and confident jerkface.

You know what, I need Virgil to Virgil the fuck up and rip shit off the wall at the break. That's some complacent ass bullshit defending on his watch.

Route 1 football is a prostate exam.

Sweet mother of Fowler, Diogo. What the everlasting fuck was that. You hit the wrong button on the controller.

Never ever ever the easy way.

Roses are Red This poem ain't Funny ...

LIGHT THEM UP, MO!

Alexis getting the Private Gomer Pyle treatment here. Let the man have his jelly donut.

Curtis Jones with some Bobby moves there. Si .... Scouser ....

Note to self: You gave City all sorts of shit for being boring and methodical when trouncing the rest of the League. They made it too easy, too predictable. This is what you wanted, you dumb schmuck.

Beat the (not quite but you get the point) Dross. Win the League.

Two European heavyweights take the stage tonight in a fight that will impact the run to a major trophy. Also, Manchester City take on Real Madrid.

Impressive amount of disdain for a midweek midtable away. Just the right amount of nerves and bile to ruin a perfectly good Wednesday morning.

If Celtic need to get sacrificed at the altar of the gazprom in order for Atalanta and Pulisic to get bounced out of Europe, so be it.

Hahahahatalanta ... comedy

Mood:

TAKUMI ... swoon

The Cruyff by Nat Phillips broke the San Siro. Forever.

What's a word for a state of being where you are furiously relieved and hilariously annoyed after winning a football match?

Virgil keeping us clean with some god tier little nudges and touches. Andy caught out a few times but ...

Dross. Beat. League. Win.

7 points between 1st and 2nd. 7 points between 2nd and 4th. 7 points between 4th and 10th. 7 points between 10th and United. 7 points between United and a Relegation Fight. 7 points between 19th and 20th.

Whilst not with the same unfiltered passion from the days of Terry, Lampard and Mourinho ... eat a soggy bag of d*#ks, Chelsea.

How can you not love the absurdity of it all? This is fucking hilarious and stupid. And we're still sitting on a 7 point lead.

Fuck it. Good for them. The biggest trophy they will ever win. A draw.

Michael fucking with us like we're Jamie Lee Curtis