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Re: CL: Liverpool 1 vs 4 PSV Pereisič 6’ Szoboszlai 17’ TIL 56’ Pepi 74’ Driouech 90

the ref can do one too
Yeah. Didn’t go well
Yeah that's got to be that. Didn't think it'd get 6-1 loss to Stoke bad, but these two games have got to be up there. Impossible to see how he turns it round and at the point where if we haven't sounded out potential replacements we should be.
Full Time 1-4 and battered

And PSV didn't even get out of 2nd gear
This just feels……weird now.

Funny old game Saint.
The worst management i’ve seen at Liverpool in my life
Wholesale changes for the next game. Gomes and Chiesa need a run of games. Maybe even Endo and Ngimoha too. And let's see if there's a few of the u23 lads who could step up too. Can't keep selecting these same players game after game
Get the kids on la

When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark
At the end of the storm
Is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark
Walk on through the wind
Walk on through the rain
Tho' your dreams be tossed and blown
Walk on, walk on
With hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone
You'll never walk alone
When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark
At the end of the storm
Is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark
Walk on through the wind
Walk on through the rain
Tho' your dreams be tossed and blown
Walk on, walk on
With hope in your heart
And you'll never walk alone
You'll never walk alone
:lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:
 
Was hoping seeing as he won the league last year, they would give him at least a season or 2 to turn things around… but I think only our club would do that :lol:
 

Re: CL: Liverpool 1 vs 4 PSV Pereisič 6’ Szoboszlai 17’ TIL 56’ Pepi 74’ Driouech 90

Where do we go from here. Konate, Salah, Gakpo, Mac are playing 1 out 10 rating , but we look shot all over the park. We play so slow and have no energy, shape. It looks done
I have never seen such a rapid hero to zero arc. I reckon that could be it for Slot, 8 losses in 11? But there is no outstanding replacement. There isn't even an average Joe replacement.
Thought they said 9 in 12?
Only managed to catch the last five minutes - but watched Gakpo dribble, cut inside, ignore Kerkez as an option on the outside, give away the ball extraordinarily cheaply, and then jog slowly back as we got countered to concede. Then promptly did the same thing again on our next attack.

I'm sure he's not the main reason for the result, but just from that short snippet, seems like plus ça change...
Same team choice that got twatted against forrest, no change in tactics, same feck ups, he wont sub Gakpo or Salah, wont drop Konate who is stinking the place out, ALL of this is on the manager, please make what he's doing make sense ?. The more i watch t Liverpool the more i am convinced he's lost the players. Just gutted to be witnessing this free fall. Chiesa has shown more heart then most, only one who can hold their head high after that is Dom.
4 is definitely too much
New low. After the previous low.
He’s got to go. If Slot has any shame he would resign tonight.
We look old
17 losses in 25 games. Hodgson was never this bad.
 
It would be insanity to give Slot another game in the league. This is not a blip, it eight months of dross --

29 points in our last 20 league games. Some of the most pathetic cup performances in the last fifty years (Newcastle, Palace, Plymouth, tonight). Same tactics games after game as results and performances sink and sink.

This madness must stop. Tonight.
Sorry but....sacked in the morning. We are fecking woeful
Getting played around like a championship team.
Il be glad we secure enough points to stay up at this stage.
Great idea to give Sarah and gakpo another 95 minutes so they could do absolutely feck all.

The man doesn’t learn.

It’s no surprise the team runs out of gas when every time they start a move it ends before it gets into the opposition box.

Also nice of macca to show up for 45 minutes, presumably he still can’t get fit.
First person to mention Gerrard as a replacement needs binning off the forum for good.
Shock this isn't locked yet...
So am I!
 
Feck off scousers, you’s are average now

Na na na na na na na na na nahhhh
 
This is why new transfers never excite me anymore. You never know how good they are until they play for you.
 
What in the feck are they at?! :lol:
Wirtz and Isak not starting again, what a disastrous waste of money.
Is Wirtz injured or just dropped? Crazy stuff, but hilarious.
 
I think this may be surpassing even THOSE two seasons we had.

Repeatedly losing by 3 goals at home is utter bonkers.
 
I am starting to feel bad for liverpool fans.

Hahahhahahahaha!
I'm not. Look at how they treated us when they were winning PL titles and Champions Leagues. While we were/are floundering. They loved every second of it.

Feck them.
 
From reddit post match thread. Trying a bit too hard imo

I have witnessed the depths of depravity, but that performance to fecking PSV at Anfield is the moment my soul packed a suitcase and left a note on the fridge. I am physically ill. Not metaphorically - my Fitbit thinks I’m doing panic sprints, my kettle filed a noise complaint, and I’ve developed a stress rash in the exact shape of Slot's head. This team is ruining my sleep, my diet, my relationships, my posture, and possibly my credit score. I have stomach cramps from despair. I have contact dermatitis from facepalming. I sneezed xG.

Arne Slot has taken what Klopp built - cathedral steel, lightning in a bottle, five-second fury - and turned it into a flat-pack bookcase assembled with a feckING BANANA. Gegenpress became PowerPoint. Thunder became a screensaver. We used to be a STORM, now we’re a scented candle. He has destroyed the club. Not just the results - the feeling. The inevitability. The menace. We are a heritage site converted into a fecking pop-up shop for away-day highlight reels.

My day now has phases: wake up, check injuries, feel sick, open the line-up, feel sicker; watch us horseshoe the ball like we’re polishing it for fecking Antiques Roadshow, require electrolytes. Every turnover triggers acid reflux. Every set piece against is a medical emergency. My GP said, “Have you considered not watching?” and I said, “Have you considered defending the back post?” I am writing this from the floor, wrapped in a scarf of despair, hydrating with my own tears (not recommended).

Don’t you dare tell me patience. Patience is for growth; this is decay. We were handed a Ferrari and given knitting needles. Slotball is an interpretive dance about conceding. The players look like they’re asking permission to be brave; the bench looks like it’s asking for help. “It looks like you’re trying to defend a transition - would you like assistance?” YES, WE feckING WOULD, ACTUALLY.

I want this printed on the Kop, tattooed on the main stand, skywritten over the city in big red letters: SLOT OUT. Not tomorrow. Not “after the review.” TONIGHT. Pack the whiteboard, unplug the vibes machine and give the keys to someone who treats standards like a religion.

This isn’t a club right now; it’s a cautionary tale. We’ve turned Anfield into a fecking self-checkout for away goals. I’m tapping the screen: NO, I DO NOT REQUIRE A BAG. I require a spine. I require duels. I require the kind of tackles that makes forwards question their life choices. Mostly, I require my health back.

I am starting a new wellness plan: eight hours sleep, hydration, vitamin D, and Arne Slot’s contract terminated. Until then I’ll be in the garden, shouting at a cloud because at least the cloud holds its shape. Copy this, paste this, laminate this, frame it above the tunnel:

HE’S BROKEN THE THUNDER. HE’S THINNED THE BLOOD. HE’S EMPTIED THE ROAR. SLOT OUT. SLOT OUT. SLOT OUT.
 
This guy comes across as a fraud phoning it in, mining traffic with bogus posturing.

Liverpool’s demise will be doing wonders for his bank account, especially with this stuff going viral.

Probably supports Spurs.
He’s been to Anfield once
Once !
Once !
Once !
Once Arne
Once Mo
Once Virgil
Once