Liverpool head into Saturday’s game against newly promoted West Brom looking to bounce back from a first league defeat at White Hart Lane last weekend. After dominating proceedings against struggling Spurs and creating enough chances to win 3 matches the table toppers somehow contrived to come away empty handed after Roman Pavlychenko sealed a late victory for Harry Redknapp’s men.

Liverpool took an early lead when the in-form Dutchman, Dirk Kuyt, fired into the roof of the net from a tight angle after good work from £20M striker and former Gypsy fighting champion, Robbie Keane. Disfigured Dirk seems to have rediscovered his scoring touch with his fourth goal in as many matches. For the next hour Rafa Benitez’ side played some wonderful football creating oodles of oppurtunities without putting any away. Several players were guilty of missing gilt edged chances the best of which fell to gay pin-up, Xabi Alonso, who missed a free header from 4 yards with the goal gaping like Sol Campbell’s arsehole after a night with a couple of his double ended friends.

The introduction of Aaron Lennon for the homeside seemed to Spur(sorry) them into life and eventually Liverpool were made pay for their earlier profligacy in front of goal when Jamie Carragher headed into his own net for the 3rd goal of his Tottenham career. However, Liverpool continued to dominate but couldn’t seem to breakdown a resilient Spurs team with Captain Ledley King back in their defensive ranks. With 2 minutes remaining Pepe Reina made a superb save from a shot by Lennon only to see the ball picked up on the byline by David Bentley whose early cross was met at the front post by Pavlychenko, who made no mistake from 6 yards. It was the most unlikely of victorys for Harry Redknapp’s side and coupled with their injury time equaliser at the Emirates four days previous sealed an excellent start to his tenure as Spurs boss.

Midweek, the reds hosted Athletico Madrid in the fourth round of the Champions league qualifiers. With both sides likely to qualify regardless of the result, the home side looked lethargic and never really got going on the night. It was a very poor performance which also served to highlight a lack of real strength in depth in the Liverpool side with the introduction the decidedly average Brazilian defensive midfielder, Lucas Leiva whose chances of impressing must be running quite thin by now and Pepperami-like French Striker, David Ngog, who seems to be rawer than a bold altar boy's backside.

After Maxi Rodriguez opened the scoring for Athleti inside 25 minutes the best chances Liverpool created fell to central defender, Daniel Agger, who duly squandered each one. Only a dubious injury time penalty , which Steven Gerrard expertly dispatched, could spare the blushes after a wholly inept performance all round. The result does leave the Reds in an excellent position, needing only 1 point from their remaining 2 games to qualify for the last 16.

Anything less than 3 points against lowly West Brom will be disastrous for the title ambitions of the Anfield men who will be looking to respond after last weeks defeat and a poor showing in the Champions league. It shouldn't be a problem though as West Brom are fucking shite.

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Seldom has the publication of a book been more eagerly anticipated. For several months now, every Liverpool fan has been desperately worried about the whereabouts about the Best Fan of all Fans, the one who not only Goes the Match but also Advises Rafa on Team Selection, and who in particular Warned that Dago Knobhead about Zonal Marking: Mick Barry.

So where has Mick been? The answer is as simple as it is triumphant. Mick Barry has been writing another book. This time, it is an LFC alphabet aimed at the younger reader, or at adults who have not yet mastered the alphabet, which let’s face it includes most of us.

Mick Barry gives us unprecedented access to the very heart of the LFC machine. A typical anecdote begins: At Melwood last Tuesday morning, I was helping Steven Gerrard master the art of taking a corner so that it misses the first man, when Rafa strolled over towards me. “Hey, mate, what do you think,” he asked... It is a real eye-opener to be able to read from the man himself a first-hand account of such key strategic moments in the club’s history.

But don’t worry. This book does not waste page after page waffling on about the likes of Gerrard and Benítez. One glance at the chapter headings – A is for bArry, B is for Barry, C is for miCk, and so on – is enough to reassure us that the focus of this book remains squarely on the most important figure at the club, that promising amateur footballer whose career was tragically cut short by a knee injury sustained while taking a shortcut across an unlit building site one night after the pub.

Summary: Fantastic read, this is a must buy. I strongly recommend paying over the odds just to make sure of being able to get hold of a copy - otherwise, it's first come first served.

Reviewer: Philomena Barry (Mrs)

Sample page: At Melwood last Tuesday morning, I was helping Steven Gerrard master the art of taking a corner so that it misses the first man, when Rafa strolled over towards me. “Hey, mate, what do you think,” he asked, “you are playing at? This is private property.”

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