That day was terrible. There was a feeling of doom everywhere in the world except for Liverpool.
Mourinho arrived unclean with messed up hair, looking like a homeless hobo pissed off at having to do community service. Chelsea had a very young center back who didn't seem confident and would likely cause the mistake for a goal.
In contrast, Liverpool looked fired up, Gerrard had given the "This does not fecking slip now" speech just the week before, Anfield was full, even all the old timers were there in their suits for the big occasion.
Then, it happened...
I think this picture has it all.