In and of itself a title win for the red side is no problem.
What comes with it is the issue. It's the media hogwash, their fans' bellend-ery, the boasting, the belittling, the general fawning. It's the reward for cheating, diving, biting, years of ear-aching officials and decades of favourable decisions. It's their insistence upon conflating Hillsborough with their tilt at the title.
It's the purple prose, the over-emotional language used to describe and discuss Liverpool and their supporters. As the feller said, they've been told too often that they are special.
Most of all, though, it's two words. Steaua Bucharest.
So, on this one occasion: I'll be happy if we win, but I'll be even happier if we lose.