I’m struggling with this idea that Mohamed Salah doesn’t fit Liverpool anymore. Not because he should be immune from criticism, but because the whole point of building an attack with more variety is t...
Let’s get the uncomfortable bit out first: if Mohamed Salah were to go in January, it wouldn’t feel like a football decision about minutes, form or whether he can accept rotation. It would feel like m...
If Arne Slot is serious about leaning into a two-up-top shape, then the conversation gets a lot less complicated for me. Pick the pair that gives you legs, threat and a bit of certainty, and stop tryi...
There’s a point where “context” turns into excuse-making, and I think some of the chat around Liverpool lately has drifted into that territory. We can all see we’ve had bumps and bruises, but not ever...
There’s a slightly awkward truth in the noise around Marc Guehi: some of the frustration aimed at Crystal Palace is basically the same logic we’ve defended when it suited Liverpool. The line goes tha...
There’s a habit in football chat where any player from a manager’s old club gets framed as “his lad”. Sometimes that’s true. Other times it’s just a neat storyline that sounds right, even when the tim...
Semenyo was very good the other night, and Bournemouth were at it too. You can give a nod to Iraola there because his side looked like they knew exactly where the space was and how to hurt teams when ...
There’s a point that gets lost every summer when people start ranking squads by who’s conceded the fewest. Defending well is obviously massive, but it doesn’t automatically hand you a title. We’ve lit...
Every January, Liverpool fans end up doing the same mental gymnastics: we spot the obvious squad need, we see the links, then we try to work out whether it’s actually doable or just wishful thinking. ...
January always brings the same two things: football every three days, and a steady stream of names that may or may not exist outside a scout’s notebook. The latest round doing the rounds ties Liverpoo...
I keep coming back to Curtis Jones and the same thought: he’s been judged on the wrong things. After the Everton derby last season, I found myself tipping him for a Jordan Henderson-style shift in for...
Curtis Jones is one of those Liverpool lads you can’t help but root for. Not just because he’s a Scouser, but because you can see the footballer in there so clearly: the sharp press, the strength on t...