I didn't expect us to win. I expect us to lose against Leeds and Inter. I expect us to be up the wall at the back, and one dimensional in attack.
However, what I didn't expect, was that cowardly, shithouse set up in the first half. In some ways, that's worse than the dysfunctional, brainfarting displays we've seen all season. At least before, I got the sense he was going for a win, but was just incapable of constructing a plan of how to do it.
But today, that was unbelievable. I don't think I've seen a more scared, frightened showing from a Liverpool manager. Not since Hodgson anyway. And look at the players he had compared to this lot. You could almost hear the Sunderland players' confusion. "Oh. You're not going to press us or attack? Oh right, okay. We will then."
We camped in our own half, with no intention of pressing or winning the ball back; with no plan to attack with urgency or pace or desire. The plan was clearly: do not lose. If we do manage to get the ball, slow it right down and see out the half. Keep the ball at the back, don't worry about creating. That was our plan. Liverpool Football Club. At Anfield. Under the lights. Against Sunderland.
When they inevitably scored because we had invited pressure and didn't try to kill them, everything goes out the window and it's back to the mindless hoofing, throwing everything forward and hoping for the best. There's no style, tactical plan. No clever insight, no skill or strategy. Just mindless panic and sheer hope against hope.
As for the players, I'm cutting them some slack. When you approach games how we have in the past, and like we have today, you give teams hope. They grow in confidence and have a go. Remember when you'd actually see forwards turn and run away from Van Dijk? Well this is the opposite of that. This manager and his tactics are giving teams hope while draining our own. He exposes the defence and isolates the attack, then you create a snowball effect. Konate is a good defender, but he's isolated and targeted every game. His confidence wanes, his opponent's grows. Isak and Wirtz are isolated. They snatch at opportunities, the stop making runs. They become easier to mark. Their markers grow in confidence. The crowd get agitated, the players feed off that energy. Everything becomes more difficult.
I said it in the match thread, but there are certain intangible qualities about certain football teams. They have a certain DNA, an identity built into their very core. What resonates with this club and these fans is a never say die attitude, hard work and graft, coupled with bravery, flair, fast-paced aggression. It reflects the working class history of the city and its people. It mirrors the resilience the people of this region have shown for decades - maybe centuries - in the streets, in the docks etc... then the resilience they subsequently had to show in the stands. It's etched into the club. I might be being a bit melodramatic, but I don't think I am. I can count on one hand the amount of times I've believed senior, important figures at this club have been spineless and shirked away from adversity. Tonight was one of those occasions.
Before I just thought Slot was inept. I didn't think I could see anything worse tactically than the Forest and PSV games. Now, though, after that first half, and what I'm sure will be a load of excuses trying to deflect any responsibility or accountability, he's proven himself to be tactically clueless AND a coward. Unforgivable.