Terrace Talk: Liverpool - We're improving. That's a start anyway, so let's take it.

Spend weeks denying fourth is some sort of achievement, spend half a day biting your nails to the knuckle because you want it so much. Welcome to Liverworld; keep your nerves jangling at all times.

It’s done anyway, though there’s still a qualifier left (he said, sadistically). I’ve sat and stood through some weird seasons these past 40 years, but this has to be right up there in the strangeness stakes.

Game after game it’s been “we’ll do this” or “no chance” and I’ve been wrong more than I can count. That’s not right. I know I’m stupid but it can’t just be that, surely?