Enough Is Enough: FSG’s Amateur Hour on Transfers
I don’t know what’s more galling—the promise of an exciting rebuild or watching FSG fumble the basics. We kicked off the window on cloud nine, snapping up Florian Wirtz, Jeremie Frimpong, Milos Kerkez and Hugo Ekitike in rapid succession. Each arrival felt like a statement: world-class creativity, lightning pace down the flanks and a bona fide No. 9 ready to threaten every defence in Europe. For a moment, it seemed like FSG had actually grasped the art of the deal.
But then reality hit. The club lobbed not one but two “insulting” bids at Crystal Palace for Marc Guehi—offers so laughably low that Palace laughed them out of Selhurst Park. FSG treated a top-flight captain like a clearance item, only to have both bids rebuffed outright. And just like that, the much-touted centre-back reinforcement vanished into thin air.
Not to be outdone, the Alexander Isak debacle descended into farce. Liverpool’s opening offer of £110 million plus add-ons was slapped down by Newcastle, who refused to entertain any bargain basement gestures. Rather than regroup and push hard, we’ve watched the club slink back into the shadows, still without that world-class finisher on their books as the season looms.
So here we are, day one of the Premier League, staring down glaring holes. A defence that looked shaky against Bournemouth & Newcastle is still crying out for cover—there’s no reliable deputy for Van Dijk and Konaté, and every counter-attack feels like a crisis in waiting. Up front, without Isak or a proven back-up, the goal-threat is narrower than ever. Don't let two last minute winners cloud your judgement. FSG have revealed themselves not as seasoned operators but as wide-eyed amateurs winging it on Merseyside.
Wake up, FSG: this isn’t a practice match. We deserve coherent strategy, decisive negotiation and footballers who can plug the holes. Anything less is an insult to the badge and the tens of thousands who fill Anfield every week