That Morning...

Do you remember that morning when my car got clamped?

I still remember it clearly, I had to pay RM50 to the guards! You had to come down to deal with them. I was already late, so you had to rush down. No time to take your shower, your hair was all messy but you were so beautiful that morning. So beautiful!

You came down, smiling sheepishly. You told the guards that we were engaged. Haha, not that it mattered. You wore the pink sweater, your face clearly showed you didn’t get enough sleep. Actually both of us didn’t get much sleep..

One regret that I have about that morning, I didn’t tell you how beautiful you were. Rushing to work, all I can think about was what I’m going to tell my boss for being late. But really, I should have told you that. I should have said that you made my heart skiped a beat, that was how beautiful you were. Well, I don’t think I even kissed you goodbye…

Memories, aren’t they wonderful? Memories are all I have now.

I miss you so much…

The 'Big Ifs'

If only I was stronger, if only I held on more firmly, I wouldn’t be feeling what I’m feeling now. Miserable, good for nothing, lost…

Am I any better than the killers out there? Am I more human than the monsters that always hog the headlines? The sadistic animal that exist, am I much different than them?

Throw me into the world without any cotton wool wrapper and I drifted hopelessly. Reckless, thoughtless….stupid. It’s like there was no limit for me. Broken homes, bad childhood, rough poor life, at least they had their excuses. What were mine?

So much trusts and hopes were pinned on me by my loved ones, and I broke every single one of it. Naively or not, it doesn't matter. I screwed up.

Now I cry at night, the pain is like nothing I ever imagine before. The hate and anger just won’t go away, bitterness and sadness alike. And yet I miss her terribly.

The scariest thing is, put me in the same situations, give me the same choices and there is not a tiny doubt in my mind that I will go down the same way all over again. With what I’ve experienced, I will do things just as bad, if not worse.

God, please don’t give up on me…

If only I did things differently, if only...

Luis Garcia - A Leg!

A letter from Lil Luis, a little player with a big heart...

Dear Reds, First of all I'd like to apologise for not having been back in touch sooner, but I needed to take some time to take on board all the recent changes and then to put down these words for you. I'm sure you will understand.

I would rather this be a letter of thanks and gratitude, not simply a goodbye. Yes, thats right, gratitude, because that is the word that best sums up my feelings for you all. Taking the decision to change clubs hasn't been easy. Not easy at all. I've experienced three fantastic years at the club and in the city. Three years in which together, the fans and the team, we have accomplished some fantastic achievements, and I'm sure that these successes will continue to be repeated in the near future.

You know that I like a challenge and that I don't just settle for second best. Back then Liverpool Football Club gave me the opportunity to be part of an ambitious plan to put the Reds back at the summit of the game. I think that together we managed to achieve that.

As I said, I do like challenges and in spite of the fact that at that time I was playing for my home town club, one of the biggest in the world, I wanted to be a part of that project that was being presented to me by Liverpool, and so I accepted the challenge. Now, after three seasons in the Premier League and having won some major trophies, the chance came up for me to return to La Liga and be part of a new project at a club I already knew. The idea of enjoying things in a Spanish club like we experienced together at Liverpool over these last three years appealed to me, and thats why I accepted the offer.

I want to thank everyone working at Liverpool Football Club for how well they have treated both my family and I, making us feel at home from the very first day to the last. I also want to thank the management, coaching staff and directors for the opportunity they gave me back then to be part of such an important and well-loved club as Liverpool. A club which has helped me to grow as a footballer and where to date I have enjoyed the biggest success of my career.

Without a doubt, this success has been possible thanks to the outstanding group of players with whom Ive been able to share a dressing room over the last three seasons. I'm not going to mention anyone specifically, because I think that the secret of this team's success has been exactly that: nobody wanted to stand out above the rest and there has always been a great togetherness in the squad, which made it into something more than a group of players, it was a group of friends. Thanks to all of you for your help and your friendship.

I've left until last the thank you which for me is the most important: Thank you to the supporters. Your support allowed me to settle quickly at both the club and in the city, and you made me feel really at ease with you all right from the word go; that's the kind of help that you notice most of all during the difficult times, of which there have been a few during my time here. I'd like to especially thank you for making up a song for me and you should know that every time I heard you singing it, it was like an extra injection of strength and motivation, even helping me to overcome pain occasionally during a game. Your unconditional support is the thing that ensures that this team manages to pull through in the most difficult circumstances; and I can assure you that the whole squad is aware of this and thanks you for it.

A football club isn't just made up of players, coaches and directors. More than anything else it's the supporters who make a club, and that perhaps is the ingredient which best distinguishes Liverpool Football Club from every other team. The supporters. Because if one thing has remained obvious to me after these few years, it's that with supporters like you, Liverpool Football Club will never walk alone. I really hope that the club wins lots of major trophies in the future; I'll be following it all from a distance, with the pride that you can only get from having been a Red and played for the home team at Anfield – a ground that every football fan must visit at least once in their life. Thank you for everything.

Yours most sincerely, Your friend, Luís García.

Shankly for you...

From Ron Yeats, Liverpool's longest serving captain

I know a story about him. Tommy Lawrence was frightened to death of Shanks. He as just a young boy. He had been there since he was 16-year-old. He got his chance in ’61. I’ll always remember we were playing Arsenal for the first time in 8 years because Liverpool had been in the 2nd division. We were winning 1-0 with 10 minutes to go and I thought, ‘what a good win this will be at Arsenal.’ I can’t remember the Arsenal’s striker name that hit the ball from 25 yards. I am not joking, but he stubbed his toe first and then hit the ball. It trickled by me and I went ‘it’s yours, Tommy’. Tommy was on the line and opened his legs and the bloody ball went right through him. I couldn’t believe it. They put the pressure on us for the last five minutes, but we held out.

I am thinking to myself all this time, ‘when we get into that dressing room I am going to get into the bath before Shanks come in the door.’ Little did I know that the ten players I was playing with thought the same thing. When the final whistle went...if we had sprinted that much during the game we would have won it easily. Everybody was trying to hurry into the dressing room but it wasn’t quick enough. The door opened and in came Shanks. His face was blue and I am thinking, ‘here it goes.’ He went, ‘where is he?’ I didn’t realise but big Tommy Lawrence was behind me. I was three inches bigger than him and didn’t know where he was. His finger went up and he said, ‘I am here, boss.’ ‘Where?’ ‘I am here, boss.’ He said, ‘before you say anything, boss, I want to apologize to you and the lads. I should have never opened my legs to that ball.’ Shankly went, ‘it’s not your fault. It’s your fucking mother who should have never opened her legs.’

Aston Villa match report

Final Score: Villa 1 – Liverpool 2
MOTM: Dirk Kuyt

Finally, after 5 fucking years, we won our opening match!!!!!!!!
Ok, I’m gonna keep it short and simple.

I’m happy with:
1- Torres – He looked really good. Movement were excellent, his pace were scary. Need to score on one on ones though.
2- Kuyt – He is as lively as ever and his first touch has improved a lot…
3- Partnership Kuyt & Torres – V happy with this. They were born to play together. But still too early in the season. Hope they can keep it up.

4- Babel – Well I think he will be the first choice right winger. V athletic and have good technique. Should have taken his chance better and score though.
5- Gerrard – Wonderful freekick. Refreshing to see he put some curl on it rather than just hit the ball as hard as he can. Saved us yet again.
6- Our movement and passing improve. Nice triangles, one touch passing. Before we got the lead that is.

Not happy with:
1- The chances squandered. We need to convert chances into goals if we were to really challenge this season.
2- Same old story, we played badly after we got the lead. We should really go for the kill, not sit back and let the other team get back into the game.
3- Risse – He looked lost in this game. Buck up quick!
4- Defense – We really struggled to cope with Carew. What would happened if it was Drogba yesterday?
5- Rafa – Should have brought on Hyppia, IMHO. Replace Risse with him and push Agger to left back. That way we could have cope with Carew better.

Anyway, v happy with the 3 points and very happy when the players immediately pushed for the winner as soon as Villa leveled the score. Keep up the good work.

Now bring on Tolouse!