You will, you won't - you do, you don't...

Those words are a song by the fabulous Liverpool band, The Zutons, the title of which is ... hmm ... well, I bet you can guess. A couple of friends and I were singing it while bopping down Avenue A last weekend on our way to a party. The experiences of being teased - and teasing yourself with fantasies of what could be - are certainly familiar enough to pretty much everyone; that's part of what makes it a terrific song.

Well, by gum if those words aren't also the mantra intoned by Liverpool supporters for the last year in our ongoing romance with the potential saviors from Dubai. It's all kicked off again with fresh speculation that the club's about to be bought by the Sheikh, precipitated in part by the rumour mills on various fora and Amanda Staveley's interview (in the context of the Man City takeover) on FiveLive yesterday. When asked point-blank whether DIC/Dubai Holdings are still interested in purchasing LFC, there were no denials. That "for the right price", they are still interested. And like a starving man thrown the tiniest of crumbs, we are rapturous for one beautiful second.

Because this time, after so many false dawns, rumblings are that things may be coming to a head. Loans due come January that the banks - in their own pinch - will want repaid. Our fabulous new 60,000-seater stadium put on a ginormous Coleman cooler-full of ice, which makes pretty much everything else untenable. That, because they need to save their own skins, Hicks' and Gillett's greed will finally get knocked down to size and they'll be forced to sell up at a price more in line with what the club is actually worth (while they still make off with a disgusting £40-100mm a man in profit, depending on what you read).

Well, we've been here before, haven't we? What will it take to finally consummate this affair as we can't take it much longer? Knickers have been dropped to the floor....don't embarass us by making us openly beg even more than we already have - we've really suffered enough humiliation.