Anfield magic brings us back to life again but sinking feeling lingers on
Well, one out of four’s not bad I suppose. Just don’t ask me for lottery numbers.
The incompetence of the continent’s hierarchy hardly qualifies as a shock. These are the good folk who gave us European finals in a crumbling ruin (Heysel), the middle of nowhere (Ataturk) and a stadium without turnstiles (Athens).



