We have the chance on Sunday to be the catalyst for Moyes' demise as their boss.
I sincerely hope we take it. I shit you not ladies and gentlemen, Sunday marks a watershed in their and our season. We win, we go 3 in 3 and top of the league, their performance on Monday looks even more like the Moyes debacle it truly was, and knives from Salford to Sly Sports shiny studios will be sharpening to plunge into Golom's back.
We lose, Moyes overcomes a massive mental block, they overtake us in the league, Rodgers still can't beat a top team and our squad looks as threadbare as it has in decades.
The risks and rewards for this game are cataclysmic, there must be no tackle shirked, no chance wasted, no pressure not applied. Gerrard must be at his brilliant best, Sturridge must be viciously clinical, Coutinho must be mercurial and majestic. Our defence must be vigilant against the RVP threat (for he is their only threat), and Shrek must be teased and wound up to the point where he continues to play like the selfish bastid he is and probably gets sent off.
The crowd must be raucous, the hatred must seep into every one of their players before they've kicked a ball. They must know before they even come out of the tunnel that now is the time we draw our line, now is the time we tell them we're back. For too long they've got away with murder under the drunkard's stewardship. Now under this trophyless ninny (the Charity Shield doesn't count, he even said it himself) they are just a normal away team coming to Anfield ready to have 3 points plucked from their limp and soulless branches.
It's our time now. From Mignolet to Aspas, every one of our new signings must understand what it means to play for this club. No longer second best, no longer European outcasts, but a sleeping giant fed up of having it's nose tickled and ready to unleash a full torrent of its power onto anyone who stands in its way.
It's Shock and Awe time people.
Move out of the way Manchester United. Or be destroyed.