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The only figure above that makes Liverpool a “big club” and better destination is the last column. The only one that matters. Tales of geordie boy and pride in the shirt all mean nothing if Ashley just wants to sink more on the gaming tables of casinos he wishes could be build next door. We can speculate on whether transfer requests come through desire or the realisation that despite all the pretty words of “Nee chance” the club are prepared to sell. Or maybe it’s just that the much vaunted spirit has been broken by the pointless breaking of the seeming magic Houghton had brought. It doesn’t matter. All that matters is the £35 million this squad will never see and the lack of strikers to keep us up.

Way back when, in the days we almost became what we’ve dreamed of since a century ago, I can remember Cole going. The thing then was, we may have though Keegan had lost the plot, but you always had a nagging suspicion maybe not. That at least the plan was his. That there was a plan, and ambition. Where’s you plan Mike?

Fuck it, at least we win more games in the championship