ECHO Comment: "Fears of Witch-hunt Against Liverpool FC"

[bflefc]

You dream of something, sometimes knowing it will not come true and then a magical moment emerges out of the ether and reality bites. I am actually in the same room as Brendan. One to one. Undivided. The door is closed and the only sound is Brendan’s voice and the accompanying reverberation enhancing his enchanting brogue.

The calm authority with which he speaks entrances me beyond measure. I try not to stare at his soft sweet lips. The delicious tenor of his voice makes me quiver. I think he feels it too. He seductively bites his moist bottom lip with his new teeth. I don’t know what Adonis’ teeth looked like, but I imagine they looked like this. Sweet.

There is music in his voice. I hear Rachmaninoff when he discusses his tactics. I confess to not fully understanding them – but I don’t expect to, and maybe that’s the way it should be.

My fingers long to trace his aquiline nose when he calmly tells me one of the red men is the best in the world. I try to hold back the crying and shaking when he names every player – replete with delightful dramatic pauses – before claiming them to be also the best in the world.

He walks away. The sun goes down. I am alone and aching inside.

The club is in safe hands. Soft but strong hands. I close my eyes and sigh.

Then…

The door opens and he returns, closing the door behind him.

Brendan’s smile accompanies the seductive click of the door.

We go again…

They truly are the biggest bunch of bellends on the planet. The weapon who composed that seriously needs taking off the streets (although I'm impressed that a Norwegian has such a grade of English).

 

[ScouseBlueBoy]

They truly are the biggest bunch of bellends on the planet. The weapon who composed that seriously needs taking off the streets (although I'm impressed that a Norwegian has such a grade of English).

Ah, you clearly don't recognise my style.

 

[Chang Elephant]

You dream of something, sometimes knowing it will not come true and then a magical moment emerges out of the ether and reality bites. I am actually in the same room as Brendan. One to one. Undivided. The door is closed and the only sound is Brendan’s voice and the accompanying reverberation enhancing his enchanting brogue.

The calm authority with which he speaks entrances me beyond measure. I try not to stare at his soft sweet lips. The delicious tenor of his voice makes me quiver. I think he feels it too. He seductively bites his moist bottom lip with his new teeth. I don’t know what Adonis’ teeth looked like, but I imagine they looked like this. Sweet.

There is music in his voice. I hear Rachmaninoff when he discusses his tactics. I confess to not fully understanding them – but I don’t expect to, and maybe that’s the way it should be.

My fingers long to trace his aquiline nose when he calmly tells me one of the red men is the best in the world. I try to hold back the crying and shaking when he names every player – replete with delightful dramatic pauses – before claiming them to be also the best in the world.

He walks away. The sun goes down. I am alone and aching inside.

The club is in safe hands. Soft but strong hands. I close my eyes and sigh.

Then…

The door opens and he returns, closing the door behind him.

Brendan’s smile accompanies the seductive click of the door.

We go again…

Beautiful

 

[bizzaro]

You dream of something, sometimes knowing it will not come true and then a magical moment emerges out of the ether and reality bites. I am actually in the same room as Brendan. One to one. Undivided. The door is closed and the only sound is Brendan’s voice and the accompanying reverberation enhancing his enchanting brogue.

The calm authority with which he speaks entrances me beyond measure. I try not to stare at his soft sweet lips. The delicious tenor of his voice makes me quiver. I think he feels it too. He seductively bites his moist bottom lip with his new teeth. I don’t know what Adonis’ teeth looked like, but I imagine they looked like this. Sweet.

There is music in his voice. I hear Rachmaninoff when he discusses his tactics. I confess to not fully understanding them – but I don’t expect to, and maybe that’s the way it should be.

My fingers long to trace his aquiline nose when he calmly tells me one of the red men is the best in the world. I try to hold back the crying and shaking when he names every player – replete with delightful dramatic pauses – before claiming them to be also the best in the world.

He walks away. The sun goes down. I am alone and aching inside.

The club is in safe hands. Soft but strong hands. I close my eyes and sigh.

Then…

The door opens and he returns, closing the door behind him.

Brendan’s smile accompanies the seductive click of the door.

We go again…

What is this?

 

[davek]

Another favourite title run in highlight.

The gift that never stops giving: Libpool FC - the 36 match Campeones 2013/14.

 

[Walken]

Another favourite title run in highlight.

The gift that never stops giving: Libpool FC - the 36 match Campeones 2013/14.

lol at the fella too old to have long hair with his filafax, just got aldo's autograph, nice one

 

[ste d' indica]

Another favourite title run in highlight.

The gift that never stops giving: Libpool FC - the 36 match Campeones 2013/14.

Awww he's so happy bless him, look at his happy face! It's inconceivable that such happiness could be ruined just a few weeks later surely? Surely life could not be so cruel as to invert all that happiness into a maelstrom of torment and misery, surely not when fate and destiny are with you, surely? Surely?......



You alright there Aldo?

 

[ScouseBlueBoy]

lol at the fella too old to have long hair with his filafax, just got aldo's autograph, nice one

'Too old to have long hair'?

WOW.

 

[Baines' left foot]

Another favourite title run in highlight.

The gift that never stops giving: Libpool FC - the 36 match Campeones 2013/14.

On to the guy on Aldridge's left on the top pic.

"I ope Aldo can see me goin mental so ee finx am a propa red"

"Come on Aldo, look at me. Please!"

 

[Baines' left foot]

Awww he's so happy bless him, look at his happy face! It's inconceivable that such happiness could be ruined just a few weeks later surely? Surely life could not be so cruel as to invert all that happiness into a maelstrom of torment and misery, surely not when fate and destiny are with you, surely? Surely?......

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You alright there Aldo?

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Bahahahahahahaha.

 

[davek]

On to the guy on Aldridge's left on the top pic.

"I ope Aldo can see me goin mental so ee finx am a propa red"

"Come on Aldo, look at me. Please!"

Second pic: feller sitting next to him alerting us to Aldo's evil by giving the devils horns hand.

 

[davek]

Premier League trophy being brought into the boozer for Aldo and Co.

...Premier League trophy returned to rightful owner....

 

[Tubey]

Just saw this shared on the Everton USA Facebook. Didn't see it within 5 pages back so it's getting posted. Best effort I've seen as a full video except for maybe Crystal Place @57 secs.

This is immense hahaha

 

[BlueShark]

I'm still laughing at the Monopoly replies.

I'm sure there must be a card in there that says something like 'You are in danger of not winning. Play this card to ban all other players from competing for 5 years'.

 

[Kurt.]

You got second place in a 50/50 challenge in the opposition box.... Throw yourself to the floor and collect a penalty.