Liverpool Thread | 2025/26

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There is something special about these and the rags losing and generally going through a bad spell. As football fans we are by nature, tribal: therefor we like to hear of other teams' suffering and we get a kind of sadistic pleasure from it. But it's not a personal thing, at least not from me. I snigger if I hear Spurs were beaten, I laugh inwardly when I find the Chavs had taken a beating, but then it's forgotten about. I don't care about them - at least until we play them next.
But hearing the two cuntiest clubs in the history of cuntish clubs had been beaten sends me into a wonderland of sheer ecstacy. I am -in every sense of the word- delirious with joy, and I want to shout from the rooftops how delighted I am with these latest defeats for these two bastard clubs. It's no exaggeration to say that the pleasure I get from a dipper/rag defeat keeps me in good spirits up until the next round of matches.

Fair to say that of late I have been like Scrooge on Christmas Day, after the ghosts had visited him. Smiling radiantly at everyone and generally being the good egg I have always wanted to be.
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There is something special about these and the rags losing and generally going through a bad spell. As football fans we are by nature, tribal: therefor we like to hear of other teams' suffering and we get a kind of sadistic pleasure from it. But it's not a personal thing, at least not from me. I snigger if I hear Spurs were beaten, I laugh inwardly when I find the Chavs had taken a beating, but then it's forgotten about. I don't care about them - at least until we play them next.
But hearing the two cuntiest clubs in the history of cuntish clubs had been beaten sends me into a wonderland of sheer ecstacy. I am -in every sense of the word- delirious with joy, and I want to shout from the rooftops how delighted I am with these latest defeats for these two bastard clubs. It's no exaggeration to say that the pleasure I get from a dipper/rag defeat keeps me in good spirits up until the next round of matches.

Fair to say that of late I have been like Scrooge on Christmas Day, after the ghosts had visited him. Smiling radiantly at everyone and generally being the good egg I have always wanted to be.
The demise of LFC and MUFC has certainly helped me through our recent dip in form
 
It was a terrible first season at the Etihad. No new stadium boost whatsoever. No big home wins I can recall, other than that brilliant 4-1 over united.
There were a couple early on. 4-1 v Villa - Tarnat thunderbolt free-kick and an impressive debut from, errrrr, McManaman ;) Also 6-2 v Bolton despite going down to 10 men when the score was 4-2 I think. And there was the 5-1 v Everton last game of the season. Oh, and not a big scoreline but an important 1-0 win over Newcastle late in the season to pretty much extinguish any relegation worries - I was flying over the Grand Canyon for that one! But in between, yep, a hell of a lot of dross.
 
This grief line with jota is an odd one for me because I said to my son about it.
He had some sympathy for them and thought it was a factor but I thought it was nonsense. Is it a generational thing because I said we just dusted ourselves down and carried on regardless.
My old dad died on my last night shift and buried in four days so I only had two days off ( 6 days in total), I wasn't any different from everyone else at the time and you just accepted it.
 
I'm fucking done.

Team loses a few games - It happens. Mentioned by the media. Move on.

Scousers lose a few games and the Media becomes their official excuse machine pushing sick narratives bordering on childish excuses for poor form.

Their manager got lucky last season. He's now being found out as the mid table Dutch league manager he is.

The scousers have been found out and teams have worked out how to beat them.

Part of me is hoping their self pity and hubris with 'Being the greatest club in der wurld la' continues so we can have a good laugh at them a bit longer. The cherry on the cake being Savi scores the winner at Klanfield to truly take the piss.
 
Just goes to show that money can’t buy success. Even now the majority will still discredit Pep for his career because everyone thinks you can spend money and it just works.

Slot is just proving how difficult it is. He seems a complete yes man, came in with little pedigree and took over a tired but still very decent Klopp squad and won the league. He’s their Pellegrini, he made the place happy again and his jovial happy go lucky attitude worked to revive them but now we see it’s not so easy to do it for sustained amount of time.

Looks out of depth tactically and the dressing room has turned. I highly doubt he wanted both Isak and Ekitike but the board couldn’t help themselves to try and put some sort of marker down because they were all buzzing over a title win.

The Jota event is tragic of course but maybe one day the scousers will have some humility and stop singing about it every 2 seconds and instead get behind the players on the pitch. Imagine going to work and 50k people are singing about your mate who died
 
The Jota event is tragic of course but maybe one day the scousers will have some humility and stop singing about it every 2 seconds and instead get behind the players on the pitch. Imagine going to work and 50k people are singing about your mate who died
Its the new Hillsborough - not their fault (allegedly)...

Remind me who was driving the car recklessly that resulted in Jota's (and his brothers) death?
 
The demise of LFC and MUFC has certainly helped me through our recent dip in form
It's one of the lesser known symptoms of Cityitis, from which we all suffer. It was much more prevalent prior to 2008, and much less so since then. The sky blue hormone is secreted after stimulation by a red shirted defeat, causing a suitable level of euphoria - sometimes mild; occasionally intense - depending on the level of 'City' disappointment the mind is being tortured by at any given moment.

I'm sure that - as a fellow sufferer of some 60 years - you can confirm this simple diagnosis.

There is something known as a "Pep": a tonic/pick-me-up available merely from watching Manchester City which I hope will be dished out to us generously in its usual psychic form against Leeds tomorrow.
 
If they're still not performing come January, The vitroil surrounding Konate when he announces he is leaving on a free transfer in the summer will surpass anything TAA received. We'll see a special, dipper only level of hatred come out. He's already pretty much the scapegoat amongst them, he has been making mistakes but he's been no worse than VVD, their captain and leader.
 
If they're still not performing come January, The vitroil surrounding Konate when he announces he is leaving on a free transfer in the summer will surpass anything TAA received. We'll see a special, dipper only level of hatred come out. He's already pretty much the scapegoat amongst them, he has been making mistakes but he's been no worse than VVD, their captain and leader.
And when he pushes for a move the Anfield victims will vilify him even though 2 of dippers players went on strike at their last club in order to force a move. (Hello VVD & Isak)
 
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If they're still not performing come January, The vitroil surrounding Konate when he announces he is leaving on a free transfer in the summer will surpass anything TAA received. We'll see a special, dipper only level of hatred come out. He's already pretty much the scapegoat amongst them, he has been making mistakes but he's been no worse than VVD, their captain and leader.
I hadn't taken much notice of Konate because obviously I don't want to watch the club he represents, but the other night he was a walking catastrophe - for a professional footballer he was bloody awful, and that's being kind. Him and that utter waste of space Vain Dick between them were so poor it was laughable.
And the stick Salah gets, justifiable or not, seems a bit OTT from the dipper fans considering the amount of times he's bailed them out over the years. They complain that he doesn't track back and his work ethic leaves a lot to be desired, but the club gave him a new contract and a ridiculous pay rise to match, presumably they knew he was a lazy **** so why would they do that?

I know it's going to be a huge fucking ball-breaker if Arsenal lift the Prem this season, but think of the alternative and the dippers getting it...on second thoughts, don't think about it, the Samaritans might be closed.
 
This grief line with jota is an odd one for me because I said to my son about it.
He had some sympathy for them and thought it was a factor but I thought it was nonsense. Is it a generational thing because I said we just dusted ourselves down and carried on regardless.
My old dad died on my last night shift and buried in four days so I only had two days off ( 6 days in total), I wasn't any different from everyone else at the time and you just accepted it.

I think when you lose actual kin, it can be a devastating experience. Having had to drag a lad out of the Isac river with a fellow soldier and then tag team CPR until the West German ambulance turned up and took over.
I didn't have any issues, but the two lads who were in the dingy with Ken (the lad who died), were devastated, blamed themselves. It was in no way their fault, neither weighed more than 8st, and Ken weighed around 11st and couldn't swim. They saved the officers life, but they were lucky to be alive, never mind save other people much larger than themselves.
We were in canoes and our instructor was awesome, got us stage our search further down stream. Thats where we found Ken in the shallows about 1km downstream.
 
I hadn't taken much notice of Konate because obviously I don't want to watch the club he represents, but the other night he was a walking catastrophe - for a professional footballer he was bloody awful, and that's being kind. Him and that utter waste of space Vain Dick between them were so poor it was laughable.
And the stick Salah gets, justifiable or not, seems a bit OTT from the dipper fans considering the amount of times he's bailed them out over the years. They complain that he doesn't track back and his work ethic leaves a lot to be desired, but the club gave him a new contract and a ridiculous pay rise to match, presumably they knew he was a lazy **** so why would they do that?

I know it's going to be a huge fucking ball-breaker if Arsenal lift the Prem this season, but think of the alternative and the dippers getting it...on second thoughts, don't think about it, the Samaritans might be closed.

Sunderland?
 
There is something special about these and the rags losing and generally going through a bad spell. As football fans we are by nature, tribal: therefor we like to hear of other teams' suffering and we get a kind of sadistic pleasure from it. But it's not a personal thing, at least not from me. I snigger if I hear Spurs were beaten, I laugh inwardly when I find the Chavs had taken a beating, but then it's forgotten about. I don't care about them - at least until we play them next.
But hearing the two cuntiest clubs in the history of cuntish clubs had been beaten sends me into a wonderland of sheer ecstacy. I am -in every sense of the word- delirious with joy, and I want to shout from the rooftops how delighted I am with these latest defeats for these two bastard clubs. It's no exaggeration to say that the pleasure I get from a dipper/rag defeat keeps me in good spirits up until the next round of matches.

Fair to say that of late I have been like Scrooge on Christmas Day, after the ghosts had visited him. Smiling radiantly at everyone and generally being the good egg I have always wanted to be.
Without a word of a lie, I finished reading your post and a few minutes later the i-Thingy shuffle here in the lounge started playing Gordon Lightfoot's 'If You Could Read My Mind'.. Spooky!
 
There is something special about these and the rags losing and generally going through a bad spell. As football fans we are by nature, tribal: therefor we like to hear of other teams' suffering and we get a kind of sadistic pleasure from it. But it's not a personal thing, at least not from me. I snigger if I hear Spurs were beaten, I laugh inwardly when I find the Chavs had taken a beating, but then it's forgotten about. I don't care about them - at least until we play them next.
But hearing the two cuntiest clubs in the history of cuntish clubs had been beaten sends me into a wonderland of sheer ecstacy. I am -in every sense of the word- delirious with joy, and I want to shout from the rooftops how delighted I am with these latest defeats for these two bastard clubs. It's no exaggeration to say that the pleasure I get from a dipper/rag defeat keeps me in good spirits up until the next round of matches.

Fair to say that of late I have been like Scrooge on Christmas Day, after the ghosts had visited him. Smiling radiantly at everyone and generally being the good egg I have always wanted to be.
Its known as "Schadenfreude"( delighting in the misfortune of others ).
 

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