They're in a parallel universe.
Tear in the fabric of space & time.
It's all (nothing) like in Dr Who when Tom Baker thinks he might have a chance of getting it on with Mary Tamm. I reckon Klopp looks like a Time Lord y'know, it's the latest plan to try & get back to the 1980s. I'm planning 87 more, but quite short, paras of this completely shite metaphor btw, including some in the form of Norwegian haiku.
Anyway... I. AM. WORRIED. Because I think that they are going to turn Anfield into a Tardis (suspicious about that new stand I am) and then re-materialize on the top of a great big hill where they could meet a hideous alien life form known as the Aldo, and all live happily ever after. And actually win something. And then actually be able to take the piss out of how terrible we are. Instead of that 2012 League Cup vs. Cardiff on penalties being the sum total of what they've actually won in the last 10 years.
New paragraph,
. With
less fewer 'actuallys' in it, hopefully.
I am so hoping that they get spanked at the Arse, first game. Like by an esp furious headmaster who has caught you being very rude about Mr Fivetimes...