Fernando Torres was the hook for me. That’s what first got Liverpool on my screen from all the way over in the US. But it was hearing Anfield belt out You’ll Never Walk Alone that made it stick for good. Not in a highlight reel way either. Proper chills, the kind that still hit you even now when the song starts and the scarves go up.

At the time, truth is, I didn’t really know the club. Not the history, not the culture, not the way it gets under your skin. I just knew it felt different. And over the years you end up loving the whole thing, not only the good days when everything is sharp and flying, but the awkward spells too when it’s a slog and you’re counting down minutes rather than enjoying them.


The point of supporting a club

There’s a bit of a difference between being entertained and being attached. If entertainment is the only aim, football will always let you down sooner or later. Every team has a spell where it goes flat: a dip in form, a manager trying something that doesn’t quite land, games that feel like wading through wet cement.

So if you’re only here for the buzz, you can always shop around. There’ll be a side playing some slick stuff, scoring for fun, making it all look easy. Then when that gets a bit stale, you move on again. Loads of people do it. That’s their choice.


Why Liverpool hits differently

Liverpool, for me, is about more than being entertained. It’s the sense that the club actually means something to people. The way the crowd can pull a team up a yard when it needs it, the way away ends turn into little pockets of home, the way the song isn’t just a song. It’s a promise.

And I reckon that’s why so many of us get so intense about it. Not because we think we’re owed perfection, but because you can see what Liverpool can be when it clicks. You want the team to reach its full potential because you’ve already felt how high the ceiling is.


Wanting more, without walking away

Do I want entertaining and winning football? Of course. I’d love nothing more than for every match to feel like possibility, not endurance. But if we’re honest, we’re not always there. Sometimes you suffer through games, and sometimes it’s not pretty, and sometimes it’s the sort of afternoon that tests your patience.

That doesn’t make the connection less real. If anything, it’s part of it. You stick with it because it matters, and because you know the good periods are worth the wait. Hopefully we get back to the fun stuff soon, and there are fewer tears and more proper celebrations. Until then, you carry on. That’s the deal.

Written by RedMob: 5 January 2026