The big game of the season is starting in less than 30 minutes, and I’m all decked out in my jersey and even got my scarf beside me. It’s not much, but it’s as much support as I can show from where I am, thousands of miles from Anfield.
My lads have had a crappy start this season. It’s gotten me frustrated, annoyed, and almost resigned to the fact that we’d probably end up 3rd in the league, at the very best. I’ve even joked about swearing off football altogether and focusing on rugby instead. Alas, I know I won’t be able to tear myself away from Liverpool. It is my club. My one true love. No matter how badly they play, and no matter what position they end up in, I know my support for them will never cease. And that’s just what I love about sports. It gives you an indescribable sense of loyalty, one that comes from a pride that only sports fans can understand. And it’s all perfectly summed up in Liverpool’s awesome motto – You’ll Never Walk Alone.
So we have not won the title in many years. And we won’t win the title this season, or maybe even the next. But I know that we will, eventually. And when my captain lifts that silverware, that moment is going to be so freakin’ sweet.
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At least the lads beat MU. I was rubbing it into the guys at my work who are MU fans on Monday. Well, me and another colleague who is a Gunners supporter, but who also relished seeing MU lose as well.