RAWK Goes Into Meltdown (2012/2013)

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Arsenal vs Liverpool:

We need to get something from this game, or what was the point in fielding a weaker side in the FA Cup
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And this for Carragher:

What do people think of the idea of pairing him with Gerrard at centre half? There would be no lack of leadership, they both know eachothers game and Gerrard is good in the air and can read the game. Two proper scousers at the heart of the defence won't do the team any harm.
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Dargonk said:
Someone actually brought up the idea of playing Gerrard at CB :lol:
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Christ, I misread that to begin with - I thought he was pitching Carragher joining Gerrard in midfield in a defensive role, which is bad enough but Gerrard as a centre-back :wenger: :lol:
 
Mould Sturridge into a defensive winger ala Kuyt, Johnson as left-sided DM, Gerrard and Carra in defence and Agger and Skrtl as dream forward partnership.

I reckon they could also swap Suarez and whoever their Kick It Out officer is seamlessly
 
A classic from May 21, 2008:

I guess it was written in the stars really.

The European Cup final, in Rome, we always win in Rome.

Rafael Benitez held onto the European Cup as if it was his baby, and, well, it is. A third final in five years, and a second win. After the season he’d had, he deserved to be mentioned alongside Paisley and Shankly, and deep down he knew it.

A sweep around the stands showed you how much it meant. Kenny Dalglish with a grin as wide as the Mersey, John Aldridge and Phil Thompson unconscious from shock. Robbie Fowler, arrested for running up to the Mancs enclosure brandishing six fingers. This was as good as Istanbul, this was as good as Rome in 77. Rome 2009 was the time it happened, Liverpool won the treble for the first time. England’s most successful club had been backed against a wall, and they’d won it.

Just two weeks ago it was all so different. Steven Gerrard’s last minute penalty miss at Goodison meant United just needed to hold on to their slender 1-0 lead at Stoke, and the title was theres, and the double header of cup finals would take place with momentum on their side.
It was the third minute of stoppage time, Mr Alex Ferguson frantically tapped his watch.

Ferdinand lumped the ball away and it landed at the feet of Salif Diao. Diao, on the back of one of the worst ever seasons a professional footballer has had, was booed instantly. But, rather than buckle, he suddenly grew in stature, as if the spirit of Shankly had gone through him. He sidestepped Rooney, nutmegged Giggs, played a one-two with erm, somebody else at Stoke, and all of a sudden was facing Ferdinand one on one. Ferdinand lunged in for a tackle, but Salif was away. He slotted the ball, under Van De Saar, and...and....YEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSS! The whole of Liverpool erupted.

It was incredible. After last minute winners by Diouf at Bolton, and Heskey at the JJB had slowed down United’s charge, all of a sudden, Houllier’s masterplan was uncovered. Salif, El Hadji, and Emile had finally repaid the £25million. 20 years since Hillsborough and Liverpool were bringing the title home. The all time league table read 19-17.

The FA Cup Final was, after that, a mere formality. The Mancs, missing Ronaldo and Tevez through suspension, never stood a hope, with a Gareth Barry free kick and a double from Torres cancelling out Owen Hargreaves early strike. All that could be heard around the country was “Na na na na na na na na (et all) Fernando Torres, Liverpool’s number nine.”

So, that was special enough. A season surely couldn’t be improved by that. But it was, the air of destiny which had followed Liverpool all season was still breezing around them.

This same air, which had seen Steve Bennett give Liverpool a nothing penalty at Old Trafford in the dying seconds. A penalty, which, when Ferguson animatedly asked “WHAT WAS THAT FOR?”, he admitted was “just for a laugh”. The same air which had seen Jamie Carragher – shifted to right back by Skrtel and Agger – invent himself as the Scouse Cafu and set up 36 goals. And that same air, which had brought home number 19, was still blowing a gentle breeze.

And so it was to be in Rome, that City of Liverpool’s most famous triumphs.

But, it was so nearly not so. After 57 seconds, Ryan Giggs volleyed United in front, NOOOO! We cried. But that wasn’t it, just before half time, two goals from Ronaldo had ended it.

“We won it fooooooourrrrrrrrrr times,” croned the inbreds.

We were shellshocked. But then, a lone voice started to sing amongst the tears and recriminations:
“Outsideeee the Shankly gates, I heard a kopite calling...”

And, within seconds, the 45,000 Liverpool fans who’d made the trip joined in. The noise echoed around the City, a noise so loud, and so passionate, it nearly arose Caesar from his grave.

Gerrard, Carragher and Alonso, the sole survivors from Istanbul, suddenly felt possessed by the memories. Gerrard walked over to Nando and said: “This is fecking yours Fernando, go get it la.”

And he did. We all know how the second half pans out, and the glorious finish, culminating in Gary Neville missing a penalty and then, tragically losing his leg in the process will be told for centuries.

As Rafa walked around the pitch with the European Cup, he noticed an almost greyed presence watching, approvingly from the Directors Box.

Before Rafa had a chance to mouth “feck off Parry you clown featured dipshit”, he noticed, that this was a presence that wasn’t really there. It was a presence he’d seen once before, on the 25th May 2005.

“Thanks Bill”, he whispered, to nobody but himself.

Then Carra grabbed the Cup of him, and the celebrations truly began...
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http://www.redandwhitekop.com/forum/index.php?topic=220865.0

Glorious :D
 
I sincerely wish there was a way to force them to look back at this stuff and see their reactions. Of course at the time it was obviously delusional, but who could have predicted just how wrong they were?
 
I never tire of reading that :lol: Out of all their delusion-filled stories, and hyperbolic poems, that ranks as the most insane.
 
One of the must read RAWK essays. Every time I see it I can't help but read it again.
 
The FA Cup Final was, after that, a mere formality. The Mancs, missing Ronaldo and Tevez through suspension, never stood a hope, with a Gareth Barry free kick and a double from Torres cancelling out Owen Hargreaves early strike. All that could be heard around the country was “Na na na na na na na na (et all) Fernando Torres, Liverpool’s number nine.”
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:lol: Always gets me that one
 
It's fecking sad. I've said it before and I'll say it again...their over dramatisation of the very simplist thing is just cringe worthy.

RAWK is like 'The Office' but with bitterness.

I love the way they pat each other on the back for their latest work of literary art....it's pathetic. The thing is the likes of Shanks and Busby said fantastic things because it came naturally. This is just so forced and sounds like the end of year writings of a year 5 pupil trying to impress teacher.

We all write things tongue in cheek and for a giggle but something tells me this is utterly serious. It's warped.
 
It's like those made-up erotic stories you'd read in the old porn mags in between pictorials, except to scousers, having a good football team that wins things is like porn to them - its all fantasy.
 
Won't be long until we have a 'Philippe Coutinho - Magician' thread floating around
 
Ish84045 said:
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FFS RAWK.

"Gary Neville missing a penalty and losing a leg..." :lol:
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Why the feck was Neville taking the penalty FFS? I can never forgive him for his greedy need for self promotion even if he did tragically lose his leg. :mad:

And he did. We all know how the second half pans out, and the glorious finish, culminating in Gary Neville missing a penalty and then, tragically losing his leg in the process will be told for centuries.
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Rafa only let Chelsea's lead slip out of sympathy. Can't fault the man. As the final whistle he shut his eyes and mouthed quietly: 'YAWN'
 
That fanfiction thing up there is a parody. I'm just not having that it was written by an actual serious Liverpool fan. The Scouse Cafu is what did it for me, that can't be real.
 
Jimy_Hills_Chin said:
I see that Carragher got the obligatory English Sky MOTM award tonight.
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Well, I actually think he was great. Have only watched 70 min so far. But, he will only be great when Liverpool are sitting behind the ball and are compact. He will struggle in more open games with Pool giving more space.
 
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