Robbo Ravages Resilient Rafa
They show their steel time and time again. They never lie down, even when they are given every possible reason to. You have to love them. They are better than everyone else, stronger than everyone else and faster, still they work harder than everyone else. We have never seen a Liverpool team like this before and will not again.
Newcastle were incredible, which seemed to get little recognition post-match. It was definitely more a case of them playing superbly well than us being poor. They stayed determined and relentless despite the sucker punches of Liverpool’s first and second goals, and they were ruthless in front of a goal.
It was their best performance of the season by far and would have gotten them a result against any of the other 18 teams in the division, but this Liverpool side are made of stronger stuff. Fortunately, the tactical genius, Benitez knew this. So, he prepared his side as best he could in order to give us the most satisfying win possible and deflate City as much as possible. Cheers Rafa, always thinking.
Liverpool were criticised post-match for not creating enough chances following Rondon’s emphatic equaliser, which was harsh, given the ball wasn’t on the pitch. The Reds were presented with the very best of their opponents and constant stoppages, leaving them unable to form any sort of momentum or rhythm. One of the stoppages of course was a very nasty-looking injury to Mo Salah that could have easily deflated our tired, deflated from mid-week Reds.
Nah, the Reds stayed patient and remained confident in their ability and experience in finding a way in these sort of games. At the first sign of nervousness that many had been waiting to see for months, Klopp throws on Millie and it all calms down once again. The last 8 minutes are the best 8 minutes of footy ever played. Our boys ran and ran and fought and fought, putting their bodies on the line for the cause. The captain led by example and went from our furthest back to furthest forward 5 or 6 times, being all things to all people. My hero. One of eleven.
Working hard is everything, I know it, you know it. It’s what makes us feel so close to our players and what makes United’s fans so distant from theirs. But when this work-ethic is combined with quality, immense quality, it truly is a joy to behold. It is how heroes are shaped and songs and banners are made. I could be describing any one of our boys really, but in this case, it is the hardest-working and most talented left-back in the world.
The stats don’t necessarily back this one up as it is one of the few Premier League matches where he’s left the field without an assist, and his fiercest rival on the other flank has levelled the assist scoreboard in the only competition more competitive than this title race. However, Andy Robbo was immaculate on Saturday night.
After being put through the ringer, both emotionally and physically on Wednesday night against Barca, he turned up on Tyneside and ran himself into the ground all over again. He never stops, never takes a rest and is never out of the game.
For a player who only operates on one side of the pitch, the side that opposing sides rarely attack down (Virge and Robbo, not rocket science), he remains so heavily involved in every single game for the Reds. He is more than just a solid left back, he is more than just an attacking fullback. He is a whole left side in one, giving those around him the freedom to cause all sorts of trouble, if he’s not causing it himself.
It seems after years of left back problems, and it being a “problem position”, we’ve been repaid for years of hurt in the form of one man. One man to rule them all. Our reliant Robbo has moulded himself into arguably the best left back in the history of this fantastic club, no more Andrea Dossena, on your bike Paul Konchesky.
In one week, Liverpool Football Club could be champions of England, yet again. The next time we speak, we will know for sure how it ends. What a ride it’s been. What a journey. Next up is Barcelona in theory, but Leicester in reality. All eyes on Monday. Over to you, Manchester City. Can you continue to match these Reds? I very much doubt it. They were all watching Saturday night, in their mad cardigans, with Citizens misspelled on the back. They are feeling the pressure as much as everyone else thinks we are. Who knows what will happen, we will find out on the final day, which is a joy in itself.
It’s been a pleasure, Reds.
See you on the other side.