Kick ’em when their down…

Without a win on Sunday, the Gooners push for the title is cooked. Done. Over. Might as well start watching your back ‘cause the Villains are looking to take your spot in Europe. With Sami Nasri a huge doubt, the storm clouds are starting to form over the Emirates as Red Scousers everywhere do Mr. Burns imitations.

I have no love lost for the Arsenal. Out of the other “Big Four” I probably dislike them the least. It’s not hard when their bedfellows (I know, it’s just a rumour) with the red half of Manchester and a International Mercenary Army. Our quarter final draw did nothing to endear me to them or their supposedly “beautiful football”. All I’m seeing is dropped points and a severe lack of passion from everyone involved. Cue Liverpool…

We went to the Bridge and cleaned house. We smacked United when they came knocking at our door. If we can beat Arsenal at that heartless dome in North London, this will be the first time in recent memory we have:

  1. Dropped no points to the Big Four in our first meetings
  2. Looked like real title contenders
  3. Entered the Christmas fixtures in the pole position

Robbie Keane, who was rested at the weekend in our frustrating draw with Hull City, has a knack for scoring against Arsene Wengers maladjusted toddlers. All those goals against their North London rivals made him a legend. Can he do it again? There’s no better way to get a misfiring striker scoring again than to play him against a team he is known to, and might I add loves to, score against. If Rafa has been reading my posts, and you know he has, then take my advice and play Robbie and Kuyt upfront. Together. 2 strikers Rafa!

We’re getting into the crazy season now with the January transfer season looming large. Will Agger sign his new deal? Will Keane be sold? Will Babel quit his complaining? No one knows and at this point, I don’t care. The only thing I’m worried about right now is three points against the Gooners and staying top of the league. One thing I do know for sure is you’re going to see this man available for selection very shortly. Did I just hear Berbatov whimper?

In other news, you knew it was just a bunch of bureaucratic non-sense that was keeping Michael Shields behind bars. This story just confirms it. Home for the holidays? We can only hope…


Steven McMillan

Can’t find up from down or tell black from white, but doesn't care cause it’s all Red to him. When he's not pissing and moaning about all things Liverpool, he’s chatting nonsense with his multiple personalities — or his “entourage” as he likes to call them.