We die not knowing. That’s the worst. I told you I am taking it badly. Swallow it. Take it. Have it hurt. And then…
The point is this — these are our lads. They have been our lads. For better or worse our lads. Liverpool are the only thing in the room that matters.
Look at nothing else. Not at the opponents, not at our rivals. Look at us and look at a season where we have terrified Europe.
No backward steps. No apologies. Not now. Not tonight. Let no one apologise. Thank you, gorgeous. Thank you, handsome. We gather our forces; we start again.