My God, pass me the sick bag, these people forget what a terrible stain on English football these really are.
From Heysel to being declared the worst behaved fans in Europe, Fanta scruff, wank Buddha, ticket robbing, Michael Shields and so on and so on
The Guardian, Jonathan Liew
As Liverpool dived
skipped and groaned
manoeuvred their way past a godawful
beautiful but brittle Leipzig in a
thrilling, highly-strung last-16 asterisked first leg, it was possible to glimpse a vision of the game’s near dystopian future, or very possibly its present.
Positionally inept
Daringly high full-backs, Random punting of long balls
breathtaking switches in play, goalkeepers suicidally venturing halfway to the centre circle, a brainlessly
gripping 90-minute struggle for territory and momentum: perhaps this is just what football looks like now, at least at its PED fuelled
elite end.