TERRACE TALK: Liverpool - What’s not to love about Saturday?

It would take the world’s biggest curmudgeon to find fault with Saturday. Here goes… Joke!
TERRACE TALK: Liverpool -  What’s not to love about Saturday?

That was good, really good and yet we’ve seen this performance against the better sides before.

Later on you wondered if Leicester still count as such. It’s like they’ve awoken from their dream and found it a bit overwhelming.

Early days obviously but I’d be surprised if they’re anywhere near top 6 by May.

We can’t count our own chickens though because the goal we conceded proved conclusively Liverpool can still find ten ways to screw up before breakfast.

Mostly it was pretty good though. Firmino and Mane were excellent up front, though Sturridge needs consecutive games to shake off the cobwebs and you wonder if he’ll get them.

All pre-match hype was about the new stand and very nice it looks too.

You want to be grouchy about such ephemera but it doesn’t quite come off.

Anfield housed that many when we were the kings of football, so some are obviously making that link.

Club worth a billion, an improved stadium. All that’s needed now is a decent team and we’re in business. There’s always a catch.

Actually if it’s the team that blew Leicester away and got four at Arsenal in 20 minutes you might say we already had it.

You just know their Burnley cousin is lurking around some corner, waiting with a broken bottle to slash such dreams to tatters and makes fools of us all.

The Kop seemed to take no longer being top dog at Anfield personally and made quite a racket at times.

Each scorer still ran to the new stand, though. “Hi, I’m bigger and I’ve got lots more money”. Players are such slags.

Okay, it wasn’t all good. What was going on with their goal? Blame Lucas all you like but why’s he even standing there?

It’s not like Mignolet can’t reach the halfway line with his kicks but he dithers so much and just unnerves the whole ground now.

I understand you’d prefer to build from the back but if the opposition are closing down just launch it. Karius can’t come in quickly enough.

Luckily half time came and calmed everyone’s nerves. All eyes were on the new stand for signs of Emirate-itis; a stubborn refusal to leave hospitality until you’ve filled your face with ‘free’ ale and scoff.

There was a bit of that but nothing too shameful. Maybe the fact the team struggled into the break got them out supporting, or so you’d like to think.

Klopp went off his head at 3-1 and no-one knew why. Later he said we shouldn’t sing his name like we think the game is won. Jurgen, nobody thinks this team is home and dry. Ever. This is the fella that was giving out piggyback rides to players after an hour at Arsenal, don’t forget.

The Kop once sang Rafa’s name for 20 minutes and (a) we didn’t once look like conceding a chance, never mind a goal (b) I’m not sure Benitez even blinked.

Before the game a friend wasn’t fussed about Klopp, citing the way he was more interested in conducting the crowd in Basle when the Europa final was getting away from us in the second half than actually doing something about it.

On those occasions you’re tempted to slap his wrist and tell him to focus on the job. On Saturday it just seemed a weird thing to say (though he did praise the atmosphere in fairness).

When a clunky managerial comment is all you’re complaining about, you’ll take that all day long.

This team is something else when everything gels. Consistency is required and maybe no European distraction can help with that.

Don’t underestimate their penchant for calamity, though. We could just as easily be crying next week.

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