I’d love to be able to blame our humiliating annihilation on the numbskull responsible for dressing us in a green kit, upon a grass pitch, but frankly that’s a feeble excuse. Saturday’s demolition served as a timely reminder of the enormity of the task facing Unai Emery.

With Saturday’s encounter being our last ever London derby at the Boleyn, there was absolutely no way I was going to do the sensible thing and stop indoors to watch the game on the box, despite having been struck down by a debilitating lurgy last week.

THE consensus of Gooner opinion seemed to be that it was fortunate Glen Johnson put the ball in the back of the Scousers’ net on Sunday. Up until that point, we’d been so impotent up front that it looked as if we could’ve been playing until midnight without troubling Pepe Reina’s goal.