Friday, May 25, 2007
On Liverpool 3
My mind wandered during the Liverpool-Milan match and I found myself wanting Liverpool to win. (Incidentally read Dave Barry's brilliant blog reports on the match from an English pub in Miami. Last post is Final Crapcam Photo) However, I returned to my default condition of Liverpool loathing when I subsequently heard returning 'fans' being interviewed about the trouble at the match on their return from Athens. They, of course, did what scousers do best; they whined about it not being their fault. Seemingly 'fans' breaking into the ground without tickets was caused by poor Greek policing. They let them do it, see? One has to admire their original take on the concept of moral agency. Anyway, so far UEFA is unmoved and has blamed the English 'fans'. In time, however, these Johnny Foreigners will be worn down by the whining and will, as usual, apologise to the city and its people.
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So what exactly is it you loathe, Bryan? The city of Liverpool itself, all inhabitants thereof, the supporters of Liverpool Football Club (wherever they are from), the football team itself, or some combination of all the above?
ReplyDeleteThe whining, Brit, the sense of specialness, the self-flattering sentimentality, the phony authenticity, the imaginative isolation and, worst of all, their uniqeuly savage destruction of a fabulous and beautiful Edwardian and Victorian city. Whi is to blame? I don't know but they must have been from Liverpool.
ReplyDeleteBut surely the worst thing ever produced by the city of Liverpool is Joey Barton?
ReplyDeleteOn the contrary, the finest flower that ever blossomed in Mersey mud. (Actually I didn't even know he was from Liverpool until now. I don't follow City that closely.)
ReplyDeleteI don't blame you. They are officially the least interesting team to watch at home in the entire history of top-flight football. They scored 10 at home this season, beating a record held since 1911 by Woolwich Arsenal.
ReplyDeleteis it because they is Irish?
ReplyDeleteyour description of their "sense of specialness, self-flattering sentimentality, phony authenticity, imaginative isolation" is surely applicable to all Irish people everywhere, and i am quarter-Irish (as indeed is everyone by now), so this applies to me too, or a quarter of me. Maybe it's my right leg. i feel that Beckett or Joyce would agree with me.
I think, Bryan, that you're suffering from a touch of sentimentality about Mr Joey Barton! I too loved his straightforward comments about the England football team, and their star players. But Mr Barton has a history of violent conduct which I can't overlook.
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