Thanks, lads...

Sometimes it just needs to be said.

In a week where the "real world" has been completely depressing and utterly demoralizing, the Redmen have injected a timely hit of unbridled joy. Sunday's turnaround against Manchester City was nothing short of uplifting. What made this comeback particularly special - still early in a new season already full of pretty special moments! - is that at halftime two goals down, I genuinely knew in my heart that we weren't done.

It's way too soon for title talk and all that nonsense; we're not even a fifth of the way through the season. But what it most certainly is not too soon for - what it's absolutely vital to laud and praise - is the "belief" that is coursing through this team, our manager and the supporters right now. That feeling that we can - and eventually will - overcome whatever obstacles that might be thrown up in front of us. No promises that every setback will be overturned - hopefully people are more realistic than that? - but what a tremendous comfort that feeling is right here; right now.

As someone on Red and White Kop posted yesterday:

"Liverpool is my light, my escape, my ray of sunshine in these difficult times."

Preach on, my friend - preach on.