I liked his 4am drunken Twitter rants. I always envisioned him fumbling for his phone as he awoke with a raging hangover, marinating beneath a piss-soaked Liverpool duvet in a spare bedroom festooned with images of Klopp, like an even more hellish version of Alan Partridge’s superfan/stalker Ged.
No wonder it took the Independent more than a week to edit a bare faced lie/glaring factual inaccuracy (take your pick) in the very first paragraph of his hilarious reaction to the CAS decision. It probably took that long to sober him up.
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