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"Talking nonsense? Me?!"

“Talking nonsense? Me?!”

There are certain managers for whom every public utterance is scrutinised, dissected and happily challenged by the frothing wolves of a media pack all too eager to sink their teeth into any perceived contradictions or mistruths. For the modern-day football manager the media are every inch as formidable an opponent as the identity of the man in the next dugout, a foe to be taken lightly at their peril. For every manager that is, except Jose Mourinho, for whom every laughably absurd and self-serving address is treated with as much deference and sincerity as though it were delivered from a mount in the Middle East a few millennia ago.

In fact, it’s difficult to think of a more prolific expounder of nonsense in the world of football than the Portugese for whom every campaign can be filed into one of two categories; the successful ones and the ones in which he was cheated. For in Jose’s world there can be no other explanation for short-comings. Eliminated from the Champions League at Camp Nou? Clearly the referree’s fault and not the person responsible for playing Robert Huth up front. Lose a Champions League Semi-final against a Liverpool side costing a fraction of his own team? Clearly the fault of the linesman and nothing to do with his own side’s failure to resister a single attempt on target over 180 minutes against a defence containing Djimi Troare. Unable to budge Barcelona from their perch? Why, a Uefa conspiracy, of course, and nothing to do with an inability to get the best out of the most expensively assembled side in the history of the game. (more…)

A mention of glory days round Anfield way and thoughts automatically turn to the days of Shankley and Liddel, Paisley and Hughes, Dalglish and Barnes. Despite having five titles in the bag by the time of Bill Shankley’s arrival in 1959 (not a record to be sniffed at considering a half-century later Chelsea have still only amassed four and Man City a mere two), there is no question the years ‘59 to ‘90 define Liverpool as a football club.

The list of honours and the means with which they were secured have been commemorated and analysed a million times previously, and a million times better than I could ever manage. If anyone wants to see when Liverpool were at their best, then look no further than these golden decades. (more…)