A wee break...

Yes, I know let way too much time go by since my last post but I tell you what - I was so annoyed after that last minute loss to the Blueshite and the most excellent (I don't give a f*** what anyone says) Portsmouth game, I didn't know what to say. And you know how I feel about this "international friendly" nonsense. I think I needed the break and with the three-day weekend with no Liverpool football - as much as that drove me crazy - to calm down. Gain a little perspective, give the liver a reprieve (cough) and regroup for Act III.

'Cause that's where we are, folks! A third of the season remains - we are at "the business end of things" as they say. 13 games to go, 39 points up for grabs. Five points behind the Mancs can seem daunting but that's a hell of a lot of points still available for *me* to say it's over. Not my way and won't do it until the numbers say otherwise.

Now is the time to see what the team is made of - what we as supporters are made of. Now more than ever is when all hands must be on deck, rowing in the same direction - never mind if you disagree with where we're going or how we're getting there. Plenty of time for those discussions after May 24th (and hopefully, if things go the way we'd like, we'll have those talks/arguments with the biggest hangover ever).

I can't wait - though I sense a run coming on Tums and Pepto-Bismol over the next three months.