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RAWK Goes Into Meltdown 2015-16 Edition
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Owen news going down well...
The last one
The last one
cool, calm & considered analysis of the dilemma from poster #2 there, 
I liked this one
RAWK said:
Not RAWK but.....
I just knew when I saw the headline for this that there would be irate scousers out in their droves in the comments section.....I was not disappointed.
I just knew when I saw the headline for this that there would be irate scousers out in their droves in the comments section.....I was not disappointed.
http://www.theguardian.com/football/blog/2016/apr/29/liverpool-europa-league-mamadou-sakho
For all his current trials, there is a great deal to like about Mamadou Sakho. Before the news broke of the defender’s failed drug test, followed this week by a 30-day Uefa suspension, I had a vague plan to write a kind of fond, fuzzy hagiography – a Sakhiography, if you will – about what a brilliantly engaging footballer he has been to watch this season.
Liverpool should not be in Europa League after Mamadou Sakho’s failed test
Read more
In Brazil they like to talk about players who go out and “wear the shirt”. Sakho doesn’t just wear the Liverpool shirt. He looks like he wants to eat it, floss his teeth with it and sneeze it out of his nose in great dripping red nylon strings.
Sakho! What a sight! From the slightly frenzied pre-match prayer, to his excellent close defending, to the way he propels himself about the pitch via a series of powerful spasms and jerks. The odd howler aside, Sakho isn’t exactly clumsy. It’s more he seems to operate from behind a fug of trapped energy, a majestically loopy jumble of limbs, surging out from the back like a drunken Franco Baresi.
Above all he obviously just loves playing, a rowdy kid from a Parisian banlieue who gives the impression of having found a genuine home in Jürgen Klopp’s soulful, evolving Liverpool. If you needed any more persuading he allegedly slapped a football journalist once in France (he did say sorry).
An engaging player, then. None of which changes the fact the best parts of Sakho’s season are now unavoidably tarnished following his failed test and apparent acceptance of guilt. And, more importantly, none of this changes the fact Liverpool really shouldn’t still be playing in the Europa League.
It may seem harsh. Sakho is culpable. The club is not. But both have gained an unfair advantage, however minor. And both should have been stood down from the competition, whatever the shemozzle of timetabling, as should any other club in the same position. The rules say otherwise. The rules arewrong.
Instead we have a bizarre world of fudge and compromise. Sakho tested positive for a banned substance, apparently a weight loss drug, after the Europa League last-16 second leg against Manchester United. He played 90 minutes that night, making 18 drug‑assisted clearances and tackles, and playing a key drug-assisted role in a landmark result for his club.
He has played six more club games since, including scoring a vital late drug-assisted equaliser against Borussia Dortmund. At the end of which Liverpool – who have acted commendably throughout all this – still have a decent chance of drug‑assisted silverware, and beyond that a drug‑assisted place in next season’s Champions League.
There has been plenty of sympathy for Sakho personally. The suggestion is he took a fat-burning substance. A mistake but hardly sinister. He does not deserve to be vilified. On the other hand, the argument that this is only a fat burner is both factually and morally flaky.
On a sporting front, Sakho was previously dropped at Paris Saint‑Germain after gaining weight. Clearly the coaches at the club thought it was a problem. Indeed only someone who had never watched any modern football could conclude that peak athleticism, the ability to run nonstop without any loss of speed or focus, isn’t a massive part of the game. Being irreproachably fit is a skill in itself. The words of the former Australia wicketkeeper Ian Healy spring to mind after Sri Lanka’s portly, feisty captain Arjuna Ranatunga had asked for a runner. “You don’t get a runner for being an overweight, unfit, fat cnut,” was Healy’s rather unkind response. Buried within which is a grain of pure sporting truth.
More to the point there is no grey area here, no sliding scale of good and bad doping. A list of banned substances exists to take this distinction away. This is about the purity of competition. It’s a matter of principle. Remember that?
Uefa’s rules are at least clear. One player tests positive: player gets punished. Two players test positive: same thing. Any more than two and only then could the club face sanctions. Or in other words, in football it’s fine if 20% of your outfield players are on drugs. No problem. You still get to win. Imagine this in other sports. It’s like Ben Johnson being allowed to keep his gold medal in 1988. Ban him. But we can’t change what happened.
The objection to this comparison is that Sakho is only one member of a team. Why punish all for the minor wrongdoing of one? It is a startling piece of logic that can only spring from a desire to soft-pedal and downplay. As the World Anti-Doping Agency itself has suggested there are times the “more than two” rule just isn’t strict enough. In athletics, the entire British 4x100m relay team lost their 2002 European gold medal because of Dwain Chambers. Harsh on the other runners but fair to the sport.
Plus, just imagine the change of internal cultures should the burden of keeping your players clean fall on the clubs, as it does with every other major form of discipline. Field an ineligible player and the match result is instantly overturned. And yet there is no really significant club penalty for winning a game while one, or indeed two of your players are wired on purple hearts, Jägerbombs and nandrolone? Carry on!
The answer, of course, is that no one wants to linger on any of this. What is the motivation for maxing out the punishment? Nobody really wants to kick this particular barrel of snakes over. And so football continues in a state of eerie prelapsarian calm. Sakho will return, no doubt a little wiser. The Europa League will be written up without an asterisk or a footnote. And meanwhile the show rolls on, the background music turned up a little higher.
For all his current trials, there is a great deal to like about Mamadou Sakho. Before the news broke of the defender’s failed drug test, followed this week by a 30-day Uefa suspension, I had a vague plan to write a kind of fond, fuzzy hagiography – a Sakhiography, if you will – about what a brilliantly engaging footballer he has been to watch this season.
Liverpool should not be in Europa League after Mamadou Sakho’s failed test
Read more
In Brazil they like to talk about players who go out and “wear the shirt”. Sakho doesn’t just wear the Liverpool shirt. He looks like he wants to eat it, floss his teeth with it and sneeze it out of his nose in great dripping red nylon strings.
Sakho! What a sight! From the slightly frenzied pre-match prayer, to his excellent close defending, to the way he propels himself about the pitch via a series of powerful spasms and jerks. The odd howler aside, Sakho isn’t exactly clumsy. It’s more he seems to operate from behind a fug of trapped energy, a majestically loopy jumble of limbs, surging out from the back like a drunken Franco Baresi.
Above all he obviously just loves playing, a rowdy kid from a Parisian banlieue who gives the impression of having found a genuine home in Jürgen Klopp’s soulful, evolving Liverpool. If you needed any more persuading he allegedly slapped a football journalist once in France (he did say sorry).
An engaging player, then. None of which changes the fact the best parts of Sakho’s season are now unavoidably tarnished following his failed test and apparent acceptance of guilt. And, more importantly, none of this changes the fact Liverpool really shouldn’t still be playing in the Europa League.
It may seem harsh. Sakho is culpable. The club is not. But both have gained an unfair advantage, however minor. And both should have been stood down from the competition, whatever the shemozzle of timetabling, as should any other club in the same position. The rules say otherwise. The rules arewrong.
Instead we have a bizarre world of fudge and compromise. Sakho tested positive for a banned substance, apparently a weight loss drug, after the Europa League last-16 second leg against Manchester United. He played 90 minutes that night, making 18 drug‑assisted clearances and tackles, and playing a key drug-assisted role in a landmark result for his club.
He has played six more club games since, including scoring a vital late drug-assisted equaliser against Borussia Dortmund. At the end of which Liverpool – who have acted commendably throughout all this – still have a decent chance of drug‑assisted silverware, and beyond that a drug‑assisted place in next season’s Champions League.
There has been plenty of sympathy for Sakho personally. The suggestion is he took a fat-burning substance. A mistake but hardly sinister. He does not deserve to be vilified. On the other hand, the argument that this is only a fat burner is both factually and morally flaky.
On a sporting front, Sakho was previously dropped at Paris Saint‑Germain after gaining weight. Clearly the coaches at the club thought it was a problem. Indeed only someone who had never watched any modern football could conclude that peak athleticism, the ability to run nonstop without any loss of speed or focus, isn’t a massive part of the game. Being irreproachably fit is a skill in itself. The words of the former Australia wicketkeeper Ian Healy spring to mind after Sri Lanka’s portly, feisty captain Arjuna Ranatunga had asked for a runner. “You don’t get a runner for being an overweight, unfit, fat cnut,” was Healy’s rather unkind response. Buried within which is a grain of pure sporting truth.
More to the point there is no grey area here, no sliding scale of good and bad doping. A list of banned substances exists to take this distinction away. This is about the purity of competition. It’s a matter of principle. Remember that?
Uefa’s rules are at least clear. One player tests positive: player gets punished. Two players test positive: same thing. Any more than two and only then could the club face sanctions. Or in other words, in football it’s fine if 20% of your outfield players are on drugs. No problem. You still get to win. Imagine this in other sports. It’s like Ben Johnson being allowed to keep his gold medal in 1988. Ban him. But we can’t change what happened.
The objection to this comparison is that Sakho is only one member of a team. Why punish all for the minor wrongdoing of one? It is a startling piece of logic that can only spring from a desire to soft-pedal and downplay. As the World Anti-Doping Agency itself has suggested there are times the “more than two” rule just isn’t strict enough. In athletics, the entire British 4x100m relay team lost their 2002 European gold medal because of Dwain Chambers. Harsh on the other runners but fair to the sport.
Plus, just imagine the change of internal cultures should the burden of keeping your players clean fall on the clubs, as it does with every other major form of discipline. Field an ineligible player and the match result is instantly overturned. And yet there is no really significant club penalty for winning a game while one, or indeed two of your players are wired on purple hearts, Jägerbombs and nandrolone? Carry on!
The answer, of course, is that no one wants to linger on any of this. What is the motivation for maxing out the punishment? Nobody really wants to kick this particular barrel of snakes over. And so football continues in a state of eerie prelapsarian calm. Sakho will return, no doubt a little wiser. The Europa League will be written up without an asterisk or a footnote. And meanwhile the show rolls on, the background music turned up a little higher.
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Stopped short of saying "next season's drug-assisted Champions League".
Blackandwhitepaul
Looking like Johnno is going to jump ship and start supporting another team. I wonder which one?
Not sure, who else do Liverpool hate that he can pretend to support?
Toffees
With all the schizoperenia going on, he may support the Liverpool managed by Brendan Rodgers. He can dredge up quotes from 'auld days'
Hodgson?AltiUn said:
Anyway, once you start using crappy RAWKisms like 'Shitcoat', then you might as bloody well support Liverpool instead.
Not RAWK but.....
I just knew when I saw the headline for this that there would be irate scousers out in their droves in the comments section.....I was not disappointed.
Haha. I read that article. Thought it was spot on. Glad to see the seething in the comments
http://www.theguardian.com/football/blog/2016/apr/29/liverpool-europa-league-mamadou-sakho
For all his current trials, there is a great deal to like about Mamadou Sakho. Before the news broke of the defender’s failed drug test, followed this week by a 30-day Uefa suspension, I had a vague plan to write a kind of fond, fuzzy hagiography – a Sakhiography, if you will – about what a brilliantly engaging footballer he has been to watch this season.
Liverpool should not be in Europa League after Mamadou Sakho’s failed test
Read more
In Brazil they like to talk about players who go out and “wear the shirt”. Sakho doesn’t just wear the Liverpool shirt. He looks like he wants to eat it, floss his teeth with it and sneeze it out of his nose in great dripping red nylon strings.
Sakho! What a sight! From the slightly frenzied pre-match prayer, to his excellent close defending, to the way he propels himself about the pitch via a series of powerful spasms and jerks. The odd howler aside, Sakho isn’t exactly clumsy. It’s more he seems to operate from behind a fug of trapped energy, a majestically loopy jumble of limbs, surging out from the back like a drunken Franco Baresi.
Above all he obviously just loves playing, a rowdy kid from a Parisian banlieue who gives the impression of having found a genuine home in Jürgen Klopp’s soulful, evolving Liverpool. If you needed any more persuading he allegedly slapped a football journalist once in France (he did say sorry).
An engaging player, then. None of which changes the fact the best parts of Sakho’s season are now unavoidably tarnished following his failed test and apparent acceptance of guilt. And, more importantly, none of this changes the fact Liverpool really shouldn’t still be playing in the Europa League.
It may seem harsh. Sakho is culpable. The club is not. But both have gained an unfair advantage, however minor. And both should have been stood down from the competition, whatever the shemozzle of timetabling, as should any other club in the same position. The rules say otherwise. The rules arewrong.
Instead we have a bizarre world of fudge and compromise. Sakho tested positive for a banned substance, apparently a weight loss drug, after the Europa League last-16 second leg against Manchester United. He played 90 minutes that night, making 18 drug‑assisted clearances and tackles, and playing a key drug-assisted role in a landmark result for his club.
He has played six more club games since, including scoring a vital late drug-assisted equaliser against Borussia Dortmund. At the end of which Liverpool – who have acted commendably throughout all this – still have a decent chance of drug‑assisted silverware, and beyond that a drug‑assisted place in next season’s Champions League.
There has been plenty of sympathy for Sakho personally. The suggestion is he took a fat-burning substance. A mistake but hardly sinister. He does not deserve to be vilified. On the other hand, the argument that this is only a fat burner is both factually and morally flaky.
On a sporting front, Sakho was previously dropped at Paris Saint‑Germain after gaining weight. Clearly the coaches at the club thought it was a problem. Indeed only someone who had never watched any modern football could conclude that peak athleticism, the ability to run nonstop without any loss of speed or focus, isn’t a massive part of the game. Being irreproachably fit is a skill in itself. The words of the former Australia wicketkeeper Ian Healy spring to mind after Sri Lanka’s portly, feisty captain Arjuna Ranatunga had asked for a runner. “You don’t get a runner for being an overweight, unfit, fat cnut,” was Healy’s rather unkind response. Buried within which is a grain of pure sporting truth.
More to the point there is no grey area here, no sliding scale of good and bad doping. A list of banned substances exists to take this distinction away. This is about the purity of competition. It’s a matter of principle. Remember that?
Uefa’s rules are at least clear. One player tests positive: player gets punished. Two players test positive: same thing. Any more than two and only then could the club face sanctions. Or in other words, in football it’s fine if 20% of your outfield players are on drugs. No problem. You still get to win. Imagine this in other sports. It’s like Ben Johnson being allowed to keep his gold medal in 1988. Ban him. But we can’t change what happened.
The objection to this comparison is that Sakho is only one member of a team. Why punish all for the minor wrongdoing of one? It is a startling piece of logic that can only spring from a desire to soft-pedal and downplay. As the World Anti-Doping Agency itself has suggested there are times the “more than two” rule just isn’t strict enough. In athletics, the entire British 4x100m relay team lost their 2002 European gold medal because of Dwain Chambers. Harsh on the other runners but fair to the sport.
Plus, just imagine the change of internal cultures should the burden of keeping your players clean fall on the clubs, as it does with every other major form of discipline. Field an ineligible player and the match result is instantly overturned. And yet there is no really significant club penalty for winning a game while one, or indeed two of your players are wired on purple hearts, Jägerbombs and nandrolone? Carry on!
The answer, of course, is that no one wants to linger on any of this. What is the motivation for maxing out the punishment? Nobody really wants to kick this particular barrel of snakes over. And so football continues in a state of eerie prelapsarian calm. Sakho will return, no doubt a little wiser. The Europa League will be written up without an asterisk or a footnote. And meanwhile the show rolls on, the background music turned up a little higher.
Underwhelming new kit:
Gawd blimey:
Gawd blimey:
Underwhelming new kit:
Gawd blimey:
Cringe worthy.
Reminds me of 'there ain't no party like an S Club party'.
"You can't get better than a new kit dipper."
Underwhelming new kit:
Underwhelming it may be, but it's better than our two-tone abomination
Underwhelming kit to go with its underwhelming cookie cutter players it chose to model it.
Hardly the most dynamic or or interesting selection there.
Hardly the most dynamic or or interesting selection there.
Cringe worthy.
Reminds me of 'there ain't no party like an S Club party'.
Underwhelming new kit:
Gawd blimey:
Would you like fries with that?
They should have stopped after the first three words.
Cringe worthy.
Reminds me of 'there ain't no party like an S Club party'.
Feck me.
Johnnowhite, the gift that keeps on giving. FFS. How long can you Orc?
Johnnowhite, the gift that keeps on giving. FFS. How long can you Orc?
Underwhelming new kit:
Gawd blimey:
"There's no noise like a scouser going 'eh eh'"
Calm down, calm down!
JohnnoWhite
Re: Louis Van Gaal is still the Manager of Masochism United
« Reply #43315 on: May 7, 2016, 10:40:44 AM »
Well I don't hope you get smashed in Basel. Go and win it by playing the way you did the other night.
Best of luck against Sevilla. They are looking to make history - so just stop them - simple as
Re: Louis Van Gaal is still the Manager of Masochism United
« Reply #43315 on: May 7, 2016, 10:40:44 AM »
Well I don't hope you get smashed in Basel. Go and win it by playing the way you did the other night.
Best of luck against Sevilla. They are looking to make history - so just stop them - simple as
But....but...he's a massive United fan, from Sir Matt's days. FFS. Not sure whether to laugh or cry.
That JohnnoWhite fake United fan thing is still going? Sad bastards
So he's about 70 years old and knows how to use the internet perfectly, interesting.
Jesus, those 4 in the middle, its like a remake of the Munsters.
Johnno white Why would any United fans want Liverpool to win the final? I'm sure Pool fans were jumping for joy when we lifted the CL in 08. Amazing how he's pretended for so long I do believe a small part of him now does support United. Like how hostages can develop feelings for their captives despite hating them deep down.
Why would any United fans want Liverpool to win the final? I'm sure Pool fans were jumping for joy when we lifted the CL in 08. Amazing how he's pretended for so long I do believe a small part of him now does support United. Like how hostages can develop feelings for their captives despite hating them deep down.I think deep down they know he's not a United fan but he helps them legitimise their delusion, so it's ok.
Oof, bad kit. Seems like a weird shade of red. Like it's got bleached out in the sun.
Is that tagline a thing? Makes me think "ain't no party like an S Club party"?! EDIT: someone already had the same thing!
Is that tagline a thing? Makes me think "ain't no party like an S Club party"?! EDIT: someone already had the same thing!