There’s a conversation that never really goes away with Liverpool: if the football isn’t sparkling, do you still bother? For me, it’s a non-argument. You can be frustrated, you can moan, you can crave the chaos and crackle we had under Klopp, but you still watch. That’s the deal.


Missing the old noise doesn’t make you disloyal

Let’s be honest, we all know what people mean when they say “heavy metal football”. It’s the full-throttle stuff: the press that felt like a wave, the quick regains, the crowd sensing a mistake and pouncing on it. When Liverpool play like that, it’s addictive.

So when the current version feels more controlled, more cautious, or just a bit slower to ignite, it’s normal to feel a tug of disappointment. You start comparing. You start thinking, “Why aren’t we pinning teams in? Where’s the tempo? Where’s the fear?” That’s all fair.


But you don’t just clock off because it’s not fun

What I can’t get my head around is the idea that watching is optional based on entertainment value. Of course it’s everyone’s choice, no one’s policing living rooms. But if you can’t be bothered when it’s not lighting up your Saturday, what are you actually supporting?

Liverpool aren’t a playlist you skip when the first track doesn’t grab you. Supporting a club is sticking with it when it’s scruffy as well as when it’s brilliant. Especially when you know full well that the brilliant bits only mean what they mean because you’ve lived through the graft.


Paisley-era success wasn’t always a showreel

I started following Liverpool when Paisley was manager, when we were winning and winning and winning. People remember the trophies and the aura, but the truth is: not every performance was a thrill ride. There were more “exciting” teams about, even then.

And yet nobody was doing this constant weighing up of entertainment versus effort. You watched because it was Liverpool. You watched because it mattered. If the football wasn’t pretty, the satisfaction came from being better, being tougher, being the team that got it done.

Times have changed, I get that. Football is packaged differently now, consumed differently. But if the only version of Liverpool you can commit to is the one that’s fun every week, you’re setting yourself up to drift. Proper support doesn’t demand perfection. It just demands you’re there.

Written by Rome1977!: 3 January 2026