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Farkmaster

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Those of you who are confident we're going to win the league, it's just a front really, right? Your little coping mechanism. You are trying to convince yourself as much as us? You can't possibly be feeling serene at this moment.

I'm absolutely losing it. I'm checking the league table to assure myself we really are where we are, as though there's additional information to be gleaned by it, I'm studying it like its numerology in the torah, rather than the most basic adding of 0 1 and 3.

I'm making dumb superstitious bargains with the universe. Yesterday I told myself that if noone passed me on my bike ride that we'd clearly win. I'm 32 and I peddled as if the police were making me because some asshole with some carbon fiber space age bullshit started closing in on me, as he sensed I was racing him.

It's not just about me either. I want so very badly for Liverpool to win again for my dad. I think it will be as close to actualization as a moody retired scientist could achieve. He went from the sublime journey of Liverpool being nothing much to being the very best in the world, and he's never lost faith that it'd happen again, but to be honest, I had. And yes, its about me. I thought 4th place would be a fantastic season, but I won't feel that way now, the summer would be like one of those long saturdays after we lose where I'm an absolute misery and my selfish wife resorts to victim blaming, like I'm supposed to not ruin the weekend for her after losing to some shit club as Hodgson fingers his jowls.

I'm not enjoying the games, I'm having to force myself not to think about it before going to sleep, otherwise I won't be able to.

Football matters again. It's either wonderful or its hell, and there isn't any margin anymore. It'll all be worth it, or it will be devastating. This is what we wanted, strangely enough.

How are you magically helping us win?
 
I've lost it completly. I was holding a pair of scissors when Coutinho scored the 3-2 goal. Safe to say they stayed in my hand until the final whistle. If we're playing well and leading I end up trying to sit in the exact same place.

Its been a fantastic season regardless, and we've pretty much achieved our goals.
If we end up as 2nd or 3rd I'll feel a bit disapointed as we're so close with 4 games to go.
After a while that will probably change to being proud. We finished 7th last season and its been 5 years since we were in the CL.
 
Interesting question, Fark.
Each game can't come soon enough for me - but each game gives me a surge of condfidence rather than a pang of fear.
I'm losing it too, but at least I'm happy as I descend into the abyss.
 
It's necessary for me to have on some sort of red clothing on matchdays. I've done this for about 10 years now - t-shirt, trousers, underwear, socks - something has to be red!

When watching on the telly, I have a ritual that I do everytime a corner or threatening free kick is given against us - I have to switch to the preceding channel and then return, twice in quick succession. Every time I fail to do this, I fucking kid you not, we concede!
 
I didn't have very high expectations from this season frankly, and would have been very happy with 4th.

If we fail to win the league now though, I'll be devastated.
 
Why does it always have to be so dramatic?

The Fa cup final in 2001, League cup 2001, Uefa cup 2001, CL 2005, FA cup 2006, League cup 2012.

I really need Chelsea and Man C to fuck up in order to calm my nerves.
 
I am convinced that we will beat Norwich and Chelsea and when Everton beat Man City we will go out at Selhurst Park at 8pm on May 5th knowing that a win will see us confirmed as champions
 
Farkmaster said:
Those of you who are confident we're going to win the league, it's just a front really, right? Your little coping mechanism. You are trying to convince yourself as much as us? You can't possibly be feeling serene at this moment.

I'm absolutely losing it. I'm checking the league table to assure myself we really are where we are, as though there's additional information to be gleaned by it, I'm studying it like its numerology in the torah, rather than the most basic adding of 0 1 and 3.

I'm making dumb superstitious bargains with the universe. Yesterday I told myself that if noone passed me on my bike ride that we'd clearly win. I'm 32 and I peddled as if the police were making me because some asshole with some carbon fiber space age bullshit started closing in on me, as he sensed I was racing him.

It's not just about me either. I want so very badly for Liverpool to win again for my dad. I think it will be as close to actualization as a moody retired scientist could achieve. He went from the sublime journey of Liverpool being nothing much to being the very best in the world, and he's never lost faith that it'd happen again, but to be honest, I had. And yes, its about me. I thought 4th place would be a fantastic season, but I won't feel that way now, the summer would be like one of those long saturdays after we lose where I'm an absolute misery and my selfish wife resorts to victim blaming, like I'm supposed to not ruin the weekend for her after losing to some shit club as Hodgson fingers his jowls.

I'm not enjoying the games, I'm having to force myself not to think about it before going to sleep, otherwise I won't be able to.

Football matters again. It's either wonderful or its hell, and there isn't any margin anymore. It'll all be worth it, or it will be devastating. This is what we wanted, strangely enough.

How are you magically helping us win?
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Encapsulates my feelings too. The thing is that the City game has broken down a door, the door that allowed us to keep our desperate hope and need to win the league quiet and repressed in a demented corner of our minds. That this season has been great no matter what happens has been our mantra until now. The City victory has injected so much hope and belief into our collective veins, however, that there is only one fix that will truly fulfil. We need to win the thing. The thought of it not happening is maddening.

Frankly, I'm a fucking mess.
 
I won't be counting any chickens until we beat Norwich and Chelsea. I'd love to see City and Chelsea drop points in their next game to ease the pressure a bit.
 
Gerry_A_Trick said:
It's in the bag, has been for weeks at this stage.
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I'm loving it in the main. Actually watching almost all the recent games has been torture, though - apart from Spurs, obviously. West Ham was the worst, even worse than Man City. Sunderland was pretty bad too. Even Cardiff, I was nervous during almost the entire match. I still didn't feel calm going into injury time at 5-3, that's how crazy that match was.

Otherwise I think I'm coping ok. The one real difference is that I know the fixtures so well that I see almost every match in the context of the title race. So I want Everton to beat Palace tonight because Everton need to stay in the 4th place race so they need to beat City but also because Palace aren't *quite* safe yet so if they lose they might still need something against Man City and if they got something that would have the added bonus of needing nothing against us a week later. And initially I wanted Arsenal to drop points last night against West Ham because they have easier fixtures than Everton and I want the difference between them to remain small, but then on reflection that made little sense because Everton have 2 points on them plus goal difference and even if Arsenal win all their games between now and Everton v Man City and Everton collapse then at the very least you'd still expect Everton to be in *contention*, even if they're a couple of points behind, and of course that's all we need in terms of them putting up a fight, and that's certainly better than them being 5 or 6 *ahead* of Arsenal by that point, and ready to kick back.

Etc
 
I think, like Gerrard, I want the next four games to be played in the next four days and just get it over with.
 
I'm pretty chill. I've not smoked a spliff since saturday so it's nothing residual. We're just boss and it defo helps.

We aren't reliant on Gerrard scoring a screamer anymore to bail us out
 
the count said:
I am convinced that we will beat Norwich and Chelsea and when Everton beat Man City we will go out at Selhurst Park at 8pm on May 5th knowing that a win will see us confirmed as champions
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Yes - that's my "best case scenario" - wish I was convinced it would happen. I think if we can win the next 2 then we'll almost have it.
 
doctor_mac said:
Encapsulates my feelings too. The thing is that the City game has broken down a door, the door that allowed us to keep our desperate hope and need to win the league quiet and repressed in a demented corner of our minds. That this season has been great no matter what happens has been our mantra until now. The City victory has injected so much hope and belief into our collective veins, however, that there is only one fix that will truly fulfil. We need to win the thing. The thought of it not happening is maddening.

Frankly, I'm a fucking mess.
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Yes - I felt that too. There's no going back now. We need to win it.
 
I'm like Hansern. Every tiny little thing I do during the match has the potential for a catastrophic effect on the game or to ensure we get the points, when we are playing well I'm frozen to the sofa until we score or concede. And like Fark .... I suddenly get the urge to do strange things, or things a certain way, during daily life ..... because I KNOW that will count as an assist for our next match. Jung and his synchronicity theory has a lot to answer for.
 
With each passing win, I try to remind myself that ANYTHING beyond 4th this season is a bonus... We've long since ALREADY surpassed my expectations for this season, and I STILL think that this team is growing towards maturing and really coming into it's own another season, maybe two from now.

But it's now become soooooo fucking special, and we're soooooooo close and Stevie G has been soooooooooo sexy and leader-y and it would just be sooooooooo perfect to win THIS one, THIS year. It'll never be like this again. Next year and beyond, we'll expect to challange. This year, part of the wonder of this run is that it's so flippin' silly... We SHOULD be battling it out for 5th, 4th, maybe 3rd. We shouldn't be in the conversation with City and those other cunts. But we are, and it's magic.

And, though it will not devastate me like '89 did, it will be bloody awful to get this close and experience this euphoria only to miss out, four games from the title. I want this one worse than any other season, even Rafa's Reds in 2009.

Oh, and I haven't taken the beard off since before Christmas, and if we keep winning, I won't either...
 
See I see it the other way, and perhaps that's just my enduring pessimism. I think if we don't win this year, I don't think we're more likely to do it next year.

I hope you look like gandalf in 2015.
 
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