This Bank Holiday Monday sees the Hornets entertain Liverpool. I met my first real Scousers when I was at university and there was a pair of them called Davie and Paulie in the same accommodation block. They were good blokes but I was a bit bemused when they turned up to catch the bus into town for our first big night out wearing Ralph Lauren shirts, black leather loafers… and Adidas three-stripe tracksuit bottoms. Everyone who wasn’t from Merseyside tried to warn them against this look but they wouldn’t have any of it, insisting it was fine where they came from. Sure enough, they were turned away from every club in town and had to settle for wandering round the streets with some “bevvies” in a “plazzie bag”. I’m not sure if fashions have changed much in Liverpool since the late ‘90s but if there’s any opposition fans who’ve ended up reading this and are thinking about a night out on the Watford Riviera after the game, my advice is to leave the "trackies" behind. Anyway, onto the football… Formed in 1892, Liverpool have never won the Premier League in 124 years of trying. They have won “Division One”, the third tier of English football, a record 18 times and their fans regularly make the laughable claim that this makes them one of the most successful clubs in the UK. One thing that Liverpool are rightly famous for is the famous atmosphere at the Klop End of the stadium. Before and after every game, they can be seen holding up their half and half scarves, whilst belting out their famous anthem, You Never Walk Away. It is something unique in English football, and it’s a shame that commentators don’t mention the amazing atmosphere on European nights in front of the Klop more often. Whilst Watford have a moose on their badge (for pretty obvious reasons), Liverpool opted for a mythical creature called the Liver Bird, a sort of dirty cormorant. Legend has it that the bird used to fly around the North West of medieval England screeching unintelligibly at people and thinking it possessed great wit. Das Gaffer Jurgen Klopp is most famous for his touchline meltdowns, when he becomes a writhing mass of yellow teeth, straw hair and spittle, resembling an angry, Teutonic Wurzel Gummidge, He is also known for inventing the “Gaygangpress” tactic, where his team will instantly try to win possession back in a flamboyant manner whilst humming tunes from the musicals. Klopp in happier times: Key man The Redboys will be hoping that Adam Lalalalana will be back for this game, as he’s been their stand-out performer this season. He is, of course, a Hertfordshire lad having been born in St Albans. After the retirement of Jamie Carragher, Liverpool no longer have any local players, preferring to fill their squad with Southampton players and signings from the Bundesliga. It’s a bit sad to see a team eschew local youth team talent in favour of a rag-tag bunch of journeymen mercenaries but that’s Liverpool for you. Last season The Kopsters were handed a bit of a beating last time they visited the Vic, with our ex fourth choice striker Ighalo taking them to the cleaners. Klopp’s gamble of playing Ed Sheeran in goal failed as he dropped a routine corner at the feet of Nathan Ake to give us the lead and then back up striker Ighalo finished them off with a brace. Lawro’s prediction I haven’t bothered to check it but I’m pretty sure that he’ll predict a comfortable Watford win, backed up by some in depth analysis of our team and perhaps half a sentence on Liverpool’s chances.
The only reason I really care about us winning this game is that I enjoy seeing J*rgen Klopp get angry.
You are a Scouser, An ugly Scouser, You're only happy, on giro day, your mum's out thieving, your dad's drug-dealing, so please don't take, my hubcaps, away. La la la la la
In me Liverpool 'ome In me Liverpool 'ome We look in the dustbin for something to eat We find a dead cat and we think it's a treat In me Liverpool 'ome
I'm not very good at giving opinions or typing at any great length. I don't think I could really handle the responsibility of it all.......but it's nice to be considered. Thank you.
This match pitches two teams, one of whom was very successful in the '80's but is now living on past glories and the other of course is Liverpool.
A little known face : We have won the same number of Premier Leagues Titles as Liverpool, in the last 27 years !
Ahh, the return of the also-rans. Although also-rans is probably rather generous nowadays as they really are a top 6 side at best. It’s like the poor kids looking up at their successful peers and wistfully wondering whether they’ll ever be able to polish the boots of the likes of Chelsea, Spurs or Man United let along sit at the same table ever again. For all their hype, for all the media love, yet again they flail their arms around wondering where the next trophy will ever come from. What is it, like 40 years now since the old league title last dragged it’s weary legs out of a skip in Merseyside and back to the real world of decent football teams? With Watford’s current progression under the ownership of Mr Pozzo and our very own Messiah Walter Mazzarri, it’s not totally out of the realms of possibility that we may actually win the Premier League Title before they do. As for the new messiah, he came, he saw, he had a little moan about a few teams that dared to beat his almighty reds, then kinda cowered away, with his broken glasses between his legs, mumbling something in German about how it was never like this in the motherland and how nun ist die Kacke am Dampfen. This time next year Kloppers? Liverpool were pretty poor last time to be honest. With all our injuries we were pretty much running a skeleton crew, heck I think one of the players 12 year old child was on our wing. And they really failed to put us in our place. 6-1 was an embarrassment to them. They fluffed their chances, passed all over the place, and looked less like the skillful and adept Liverpool teams of the 80’s and more like the chuckle brothers (including the 85 year old one Jimmy who just married a 26 year old!). To me, to you? You can’t look too far past a Watford win on Monday. Liverpool seem to have taken on the mantle of end of season capitulators, stealing the title from Spurs who regularly collapsed in the past but seem to have managed to maintain their ongoing push for the title, a team Liverpool and their fans must surely now look up to as the superior team. 3-1 Watford. Klopp meltdown. Liverpool down to 5th with Arsenal breathing down their necks.
Think some of you are being pretty disrespectful actualy. We are playing one of the giants of the English game and Merseyside's behemoth. Oh wait I'm confusing myself. It's not for another couple of weeks we play Everton.
Having been humbled by Fat Sam last week, I reckon these lilly-liver-liverpool lot will be ripe for a picking. A very over-rated side. They blew hot for half a dozen games in mid-early season and that was their lot. We'll cruise to a 2 or 3 nil win.
I'm not sure Clive Apparently this is Liverpools year, oh wait err, sorry that was last year, oh and ...............
I'm liking the rare outpouring of optimism on here in advance of one of our games - so we're nailed on for a 4-0 defeat.
Am concerned that we may face a serious backlash on this one. It takes place on May 1st , which we all know is the 21 month anniversary of the passing of Cilla Black, Our Cilla, the Nations Cilla, The Peoples Princess. I hope the home crowd respect the minutes silence with sensitivity. The world that we lived in B.C ( Before Cilla) was full of hope, humanity and love. Since that sad day; Brexit, Trump and the hateful rise of nationalsim, have shown that without Cillas beautiful singing and superlative light entertainment presenting skills, the world cant cope without her guiding, shining light. I hope both sets of fans can join together in a stirring pre match rendition of "The Theme From Surprise, Surprise" . If only to show the world, with their eyes upon us , that there are more important things in life than football. And that the legacy of "Our Cilla" can spread a lorra, lorra peace and harmony throughout this anguished world. We can only hope that the flame still burns and the chain that begun with Gandhi , then passing onto Martin Luther King before finally passing to Our Cilla, can find a new recipient. Somewhere perhaps in the North West of England...or as we call it the New Bethlehem.
If the performance up at Hull is anything to by, Wally and the players are already on the beach. Hate to say it but I see yet another limp, lifeless defeat on the cards. Can't wait for this season to be over.
I've sold my tickets on the ticket exchange for £20 so I've freed up some cash for cancer research and Mind should we win.
