YouTube comment sections are usually a hovel full of vitriol and stupidity, but every so often you stumble across something worthwhile and enlightening. One of these rare occasions occurred whilst I was browsing the comments section of a My Bloody Valentine single (if you haven't heard of My Bloody Valentine, they're an amazing Irish shoegaze band and you should go look them up). After taking a 20 year hiatus, My Bloody Valentine came out with the brilliant MBV in 2013. Not quite as good as Loveless, but then Loveless is the best 90's album I've ever listened to (piss off OK Computer). I was instantly swept away by MBV, particularly the opening three tracks. The waves of fuzzy guitars and sonic booms lapping over you. And despite the cataclysmic sound, behind the frenetic noise is structure and subtlety. What sounds like harum sacrum music is actually beautifully intricate and arranged perfectly. Layers and layers are built upon each other, all working to create something special.
The comment in question, described the sound as "compressing the universe into a sugar cube." It instantly made sense to me, and it captured my imagination. At the time MBV was released, Borussia Dortmund were stampeding towards the latter stages of the Champions League, and being taken by them as I was, I spent a great deal of time watching Dortmund games (mostly Champions League) along with repeatedly listening to MBV. Instantly there was a connection. When I listened to MBV, I thought of Dortmund, when I watched Dortmund, "Only Tomorrow" and "Who Sees You" played in my head. Despite Klopp emphasising running, heart, emotion and guts, he also says his teams are tactically prepared, the triggers for when to press, who to press, for how long to press. When player A gets the ball, player B goes here and player C goes there. To the naked eye, this is spontaneous and free form, but that couldn't be further from the truth. Klopp meticulously fine tunes every aspect of his teams to squeeze every drop he possibly can from his players. So like Kevin Shields, Klopp is obsessed with having every cog working to produce the best possible end result. Plus I reckon Kevin Shields is bang into Gegenpressing.
After Borussia Dortmund drew 2-2 away to Real Madrid in the Champions League group stages, having dominated the match and in the process making Madrid look like semi professionals, I placed a sizeable bet on Dortmund to go the whole way and win Aul big ears (sizeable for a barman on minimum wage at least). The return would have been in the thousands. That night was a eureka moment for me. I had grown up watching Pep Guardiola's Barcelona side conquer all before them from 2008-2012. The pass, pass, pass, pass, pass, pass, pass, pass, pass, pass, pass, pass, pass, pass, pass, pass, goal. Kick off, interception, pass, pass, pass, pass, pass, pass, pass, pass..
I thought this was the way to play football. Not just a way of playing, but the only way if you wanted to win. Then came Jurgen Klopp and Borussia Dortmund. That first half in particular against Real Madrid was one of the most captivating performances I can remember from any team. I sat bewitched, watching as guys like Xabi Alonso, Luka Modric and Mesut Ozil looked hapless against the swarm of yellow and black who wouldn't leave them alone. And they weren't playing the same way Barcelona played either, it was more direct, and much quicker. It was that night where I became convinced Borussia Dortmund could win the Champions League. After the game, Klopp said "I'm sure we will still remember this game in 10 years' time," - little did he know, that game would almost be rendered obsolete by another game against Real just 5 months later.
In the quarter final, Dormund survived a major scare against Manuel Pellegrini's Malaga side. Malaga were well organised, and in Isco they had a player who could prove decisive in certain moments of the game. Isco didn't dictate or dominate that second leg, but he sprinkled it with quality. His pass for Malaga's second goal in particular was wonderful. That should have been the moment that sent Malaga to an unprecedented Champions League semi final, but Dortmund had other ideas. Reus produced Dortmund's Neil Mellor goal, and Felipe Santana, less spectacularly produced Steven Gerrard's goal against Olympiakos. The goal should have been disallowed for offside, but as Klopp rightfully pointed out after the game, so should one of Malaga's. The only positive from the Malaga game was Lewandowski's goal, after a marvellous spinning flick assist from Marco Reus.
Then came the semi final first leg against their group stage opposition Real Madrid. Real Madrid arrived at the Westfalenstadion stadium with a starting 11 costing not far off the 300 million mark. Ronaldo 80; Alonso 35; Modric 35; Pepe 30; Coentrao 25; Ramos 20. Dortmund on the other hand, started that game with a team that cost little over 30 million, with Marco Reus making up almost 50% of that number. 90 minutes later, the galacticos of Real Madrid left the field battered, bruised and beaten. The last time they had suffered a defeat this wide, it was against their arch rivals Barcelona, but then Dortmund didn't have Xavi, Iniesta or Messi. Despite having quality players in Reus, Gundogan, Gotze and Lewandowski, Dortmund played as a team. Every single player played their part that night. Schmelzer's crappy dragged shot that landed at Lewandowski, who spun and fired into the roof of the net. Hummels, despite a horrendous error, maintaining a winning mentality and along with Subotic blocking and stretching for everything. Gundogan putting in one of the most complete central midfield performances I've ever seen (he really is brilliant that lad). Reus, Gotze and Kuba chasing down every ball without a second thought. And then Lewandowski, who also did pretty well that night. Spurred on by the crowd, Dortmund were sensational. Never before had the MBV comparison made more sense. There's an Oscar winning film to be made from playing "Who Sees You" over that 4-1 game I tell you.
Despite being on a fantastic run at the time under Brendan Rodgers, spurred on by the January signings of Sturridge and Coutinho, seeing a sweaty, ruffled and visceral Jurgen Klopp being interviewed after the Malaga game, pushing his glasses up, then down, swaying from side to side. Looking up and down, seemingly unable to compose himself. The spontaneous laughter, the honest and endearing nature of his answers all made me warm to the man. At the time it seemed like a pipe dream, but I wanted him to manage my team. I wanted that sort of real feeling instilled into my team. I wanted that do or die attitude in my team. I wanted the balls to the wall intensity of that Dortmund side to be reflected in my team.
Alas, here we are, 2 and a half years on from that interview, and Jurgen Klopp is managing OUR team. In the complexity of modern day football, it's sometimes easy to forget that the number one thing a fan wants, whether it be Grimsby fans, Southend fans, Dumbarton fans or Liverpool fans is their team to put their heart and soul into every game. Any player who can't get on board with that notion, no matter how good, will find himself out of the door with this fella in charge - I guarantee it.
Although it will take time to get anywhere near the performance level Dortmund reached against Madrid that night, the ride will be fun. By the time Klopp's Dortmund had dismantled Real Madrid, they were already double league champions. I've been sat here listening once more to MBV, attempting to think of a nice way of tying this up, but I clearly lack the intellect to do so (it is 4am). So in the spirit of Jurgen Klopp, and with my heart on my sleeve - Jurgen Klopp is going to take this league by storm, and I for one can't fecking wait. Enjoy it.