I’ll probably only say this twice this season, with the other when we play at OT, but absolutely diabolical refereeing. VAR included.
It seems when things aren’t clicking, decision making goes out the window. I have no idea what the point is of attempting passes in a crowded penalty area rather than taking a shot through less traffic than the attempted pass.
Pointless saying this but the first couple of minutes is a lousy time to concede against a team willing to throw the entire team behind the ball.
Our short term aim should be digging ourselves out of this rut. Let’s get the performances back on track. Results will then follow.
Oh well. Shit happens. If Jota hadn’t got twatted we’d be 9 points clear I reckon and at least it’s clear and obvious where the problems are. It’s not like Klopp is flailing around on the touchline like some fat, privileged, clueless knobhead wondering WTF to do
Obviously injuries play a part but that was shambolic. Created nothing. One tame effort at the keeper and a header over from Mo. Front 3 were fucking brutal. TAA in particular was dreadful and directly at fault for the goal. Blame the Ref, and he was poor, but you have to create chances and score goals. I think this side will finish 3rd at best unless a centre half is bought to restore balance to the side. Villa will tear them apart.
Sick and tyred of being fucked by referee’s and/or VAR on a weekly basis. It is clear that they want the next champ to come from Manchester . Klopp said before the game that there will not be a new CB.
That’s it, the season is over I’m going to hibernation until April, perhaps the pubs will be open by that time.
Liverpool were shite
Southampton were shite
Marriner was fucking all kinds of fucking shite
Liverpool fans were shite
Nobody, I mean nobody comes out of tonight with credit. Not the bellends on the pitch. Not Jamie fucking Carragher, who is conducting himself with the air of a man who has offere to dig out his boots for Jurgen and been told he’s alright. Not Marriner who should be the subject of a fucking inquiry. Not me. Not you. Nobody.
Oh, and if you use the term ‘shots on target’ you can fuck off, because it’s essentially meaningless. Poking a dribbled shot through to Forster to pick up is a shot on target. A decent chance that just won’t sit up for a striker doesn’t count.