If every season Liverpool beats Chelsea in a semi final of any competition means we’ll win it, i’ll pray for Chelsea every season, please, do well enough to lose to us. Who would’ve thought an epic final would be staged again? Battle Royale 2. We’ll have to pray for another miracle following Milan’s anal pounding on Wednesday night. I doubt even Liverpool’s resilience can hold the mighty Milan at bay for 90 minutes, while we sneak one in at their end. I believe hunger and desire will be the key.
I will be the first to acknowledge that the road to Athens was not easy, but was helped along by fate, i suppose, call it anything you want. Barcelona’s lunacy in the Nou Camp, Alex’s rather convenient ghosting after so crucially denied Arsenal a place in the final 8, and Carvalho’s prudence in defence was sorely missed at Anfield. He could have possibly turned Mourinho’s blasphemy into truth had he started, about how Chelsea were the more dominant force in Merseyside.
Now, a different proposition; a FULL strength Milan exhibited one of their finest performance, perhaps reminiscent of their first half blitzkrieg which rampaged Liverpool in Istanbul, and disposed the soon to be crowned English Champions. Disposed being the least annoying word at the moment.
Hacks in the press commented that in 2005, Benitez’s stroke of genius and good fortune struck gold when he brought the ol’ big ears back to Anfield, at least a crowning jewel in the storeroom which will be the envy throughout Europe for awhile, had bought him ‘an extra few seasons’ following the mishap of finishing 5th in the league. But hell, i’d give Rafa an arm and 20 years if he’ll bring back more European Cups and keep grabbing Chelsea by the balls in every semi final.
The fact is, this small club from Merseyside now have to chance to stake its claim on the European scene like they were once so feared; win in Athens and we’re level with Milan and boast we’re arguably the 2nd most successful team in Europe. 6 Finals and 5 wins. Milan has been to 10 finals and won 6.
Milan stakes their pride in deep history and luxury and glamour; none of which the army of Liverpool fans have come to take part in and that’s what makes this club special. It’s the people’s club, the Liverbird on your chest is the essence, and we don’t know the fine Italian wines, the robust historical influence and impact on modern culture but by golly, we want this trophy to fill our sweat and emotions.
