He's a broken man, people are looking at the quotes too much.

 

Watch the video, he was almost crying, he didn't even celebrate scoring against us it speaks volumes. He f**ked up the league and he knows it, he f**ked up the carling cup and he knows it. He is actually more of a Chelsea legend than he is a Liverpool legend. 

 

You got to love the "loyalty" people are resorting to though, that's what it has come to now, despite the fact he wanted to leave and didn't due to circumstances with the death threats. 

Sorry I'm spamming this in a couple of appropriate threads, this being one of them. The top picture came up on my time hope from 1 year ago today and obviously we all know what happened Sunday so I thought I'd merge.

^ Priceless. Truely priceless. I urge you to post it in all threads, Gem, relevant or not.

BTW, I only just noticed the referees joined in the guard of honour.

I would Val but 4 times is enough... Although maybe to commemorate a Scouse saying perhaps '5 times' would be more apt.

Just reading the article in the Mail by Adrian Durham which was linked a few posts ago and came across this:

How could he after he sat at home and watched Liverpool fans gather around the Shankly gates and burn a shirt with 'Gerrard' on the back after his transfer request in 2005? Gerrard's response in his autobiography: 'F*** off. Show some respect.'

Did he really say that in his autobiography? You'd never catch Lamps or JT or any other player I'm sure telling his own 'fans' to f**k off, regardless if its deserved or not. Christ, he's so up his own f**king arse, believes his own hype.

Sorry I'm spamming this in a couple of appropriate threads, this being one of them. The top picture came up on my time hope from 1 year ago today and obviously we all know what happened Sunday so I thought I'd merge.

The top photo illustrates my main, sports-related, belief: never ever tempt fate. Cocky idiots.

He's a broken man, people are looking at the quotes too much.

Watch the video, he was almost crying, he didn't even celebrate scoring against us it speaks volumes. He f**ked up the league and he knows it, he f**ked up the carling cup and he knows it. He is actually more of a Chelsea legend than he is a Liverpool legend.

You got to love the "loyalty" people are resorting to though, that's what it has come to now, despite the fact he wanted to leave and didn't due to circumstances with the death threats.

Agreed

Doesn't that rather prove the point though? In a meaningful match where he made a meaningful contribution, he probably wouldn't have been applauded off. Well, fair enough, if people wanted to clap Steven Gerrard off the pitch then that was up to them. But in the context of the abuse he was getting for the whole of the rest of the match, I just found it all a bit hollow and very bizarre.

He may have been...but it's hypothetical. In this situation it seemed ok so people clapped. I think you also have to remember that not everyone clapping hates him. I joined in the p*ss taking as why wouldn't I? It was fun to wind up the Scousers...but that doesn't mean I hate him and don't rate him as a player. I also wasn't doing it to appear 'classy'. I can't stand that modern day "We've got more class than you" mind set. Absolute nonsense and used by clubs with nothing else to currently crow about.

Actually, this reminds me of Liverpool vs Chelsea in 1989/90. We lost 4-1 and Kerry Dixon scored the consolation at the end. Well the entire Kop applauded (I believe as Dixon had tried hard all game). Would they have clapped it had it been the winner? Not a chance as it changes the context but I don't think it makes it insincere. They didn't have to applaud.

Edited May 12, 201511 yr by George Mills

The top photo illustrates my main, sports-related, belief: never ever tempt fate. Cocky idiots.

 

I think everyone thought they were idiots.  I worry if I even catch myself thinking about it until it's certain.

It's simply talent vs personality

We hate him cos he's a c*nt, but for a few seconds we appreciated him for the great player he was (not is, he's sh*t now).

Won't be paying any attention to him in the MLS, I'm just glad the Lampard vs Gerrard debate has been settled over the last few years.

Steven Gerrard is special,

Steve Gerrard is great,

not one, or two, but three goals,

He's given us on a plate

Steven Gerrard is special,

Steven Gerrard is great,

just don't play a song he don't like,

Or he'll punch you in the face

Steven Gerrard is special,

Steven Gerrard is great,

winning trophies for Chelsea,

we'll always appreciate that mate

Gerrard, 34, admitted that he lost the "buzz" of playing when he learned he was to have a restricted role at Liverpool. (Times - subscription required)

Wow, what an incredible, inspirational captain....

I think it shows why people call him Stevie Me he's all about himself. I bet that news could be disappointing but he needs to also be realistic and abit unselfish. He could have thought right I'll show them what they'll be missing and as captain I'll help some of the younger boys out. What a tool!

It's ALWAYS been about him, not Liverpool Football Club.  The bloke was a great player once upon a time, without a shadow of a doubt.

 

But he's deteriorated far quicker than Lampard and Scholes did.  They were more intelligent players who didn't rely on pace.

This is from RAWK, it has to be one of the most cringe worthy things i have ever read.

 

(Steven Gerrard)

Can you imagine the weight on this man's shoulders? The sheer burden on this Atlas, lugging around the hopes and dreams of millions of Liverpool supporters worldwide for all this time? The critical mass of his own dreams and hopes of glory for his own club? It's not measurable. It's not comparable to things you and I have experienced or ever will. His rewards have been great - the luxury and comfort of a great life, the acclaim - but the weight on his shoulders? The screaming catcalls of his inferiors mocking his every mistake at every turn, thousands of horrible cretins giving him two fingers, emptying the reservoirs of their abuse in his face, plastics eponymously laminating signs to commemorate an error that had almost nothing to do with them. He's a human being and all these barbs left their marks, surely.

 

But he's so much more than a man, isn't he? He is an avatar of our potential greatness manifest. People will argue that he was born great, but this discounts the countless hours he spent breaking himself down and building himself up again, getting himself fit for club and country year after year after year. Never failing to answer the call when it rang out across the commons.

 

I am a soft c*nt, sitting here with wet eyes trying to find words worthy of a man who has meant so much to me. That goal against West Ham, the violence of that strike, a howitzer like I've never seen before, in a moment when mere mortals would have sh*t themselves to death. And coming hot on the heels of number 5 a year earlier. It felt like we had turned a corner and would never stop winning things again. It didn't work out that way.

 

BUT ...

You say the word "Istanbul" in this context enough times, it becomes nearly a cliche. Our enemies and naysayers far and wide remind us that it was 10 years ago and ask what we have done for them lately. We know better, don't we? Miracles never devolve into the mundane - they are, by their nature, eternal, immortal. We had no business winning that title. We could have folded at any point and no one would have blamed us. We were undermanned, overmatched, at just about every stage of that tournament.

But we had Steven Gerrard, and that made all the difference. That always made all the difference. He always made all the difference. His imperfections and mistakes kept him close to us, because he was and is one of us. He's only human. But he's so much more than that.

 

These people ain't right in the head. He's not a f**king god, he's a footballer for goodness sake.

LOL

That's amazing.

Bet that kid was in tears last season when his hero got his studs stuck on the hallowed Anfield turf and Demba strode forward and crushed his dreams.

It's trademark Liverpool though, living in the past and wallowing in their history while we are creating history.

No marks.

Wonder if he was one of those burning their Gerrard shirts after he put in a transfer request?

Gerrard, 34, admitted that he lost the "buzz" of playing when he learned he was to have a restricted role at Liverpool. (Times - subscription required)

Wow, what an incredible, inspirational captain....

 

I wanted to make reference to that too but was afraid of coming over too obsessed (ship, sailed). Thrown his toys out the pram, knows he isn't going to be first choice so instead of getting on with it he loses any want to fight and decides to announce he's leaving half way through a season they've pretty much buggered up. My hero.

 

It's ALWAYS been about him, not Liverpool Football Club.  The bloke was a great player once upon a time, without a shadow of a doubt.

 But he's deteriorated far quicker than Lampard and Scholes did.  They were more intelligent players who didn't rely on pace.

  

Are you the RAWK Meltdown Twitter guy?

This is from RAWK, it has to be one of the most cringe worthy things i have ever read.

 

(Steven Gerrard)

Can you imagine the weight on this man's shoulders? The sheer burden on this Atlas, lugging around the hopes and dreams of millions of Liverpool supporters worldwide for all this time? The critical mass of his own dreams and hopes of glory for his own club? It's not measurable. It's not comparable to things you and I have experienced or ever will. His rewards have been great - the luxury and comfort of a great life, the acclaim - but the weight on his shoulders? The screaming catcalls of his inferiors mocking his every mistake at every turn, thousands of horrible cretins giving him two fingers, emptying the reservoirs of their abuse in his face, plastics eponymously laminating signs to commemorate an error that had almost nothing to do with them. He's a human being and all these barbs left their marks, surely.

 

But he's so much more than a man, isn't he? He is an avatar of our potential greatness manifest. People will argue that he was born great, but this discounts the countless hours he spent breaking himself down and building himself up again, getting himself fit for club and country year after year after year. Never failing to answer the call when it rang out across the commons.

 

I am a soft c*nt, sitting here with wet eyes trying to find words worthy of a man who has meant so much to me. That goal against West Ham, the violence of that strike, a howitzer like I've never seen before, in a moment when mere mortals would have sh*t themselves to death. And coming hot on the heels of number 5 a year earlier. It felt like we had turned a corner and would never stop winning things again. It didn't work out that way.

 

BUT ...

You say the word "Istanbul" in this context enough times, it becomes nearly a cliche. Our enemies and naysayers far and wide remind us that it was 10 years ago and ask what we have done for them lately. We know better, don't we? Miracles never devolve into the mundane - they are, by their nature, eternal, immortal. We had no business winning that title. We could have folded at any point and no one would have blamed us. We were undermanned, overmatched, at just about every stage of that tournament.

But we had Steven Gerrard, and that made all the difference. That always made all the difference. He always made all the difference. His imperfections and mistakes kept him close to us, because he was and is one of us. He's only human. But he's so much more than that.

 

These people ain't right in the head. He's not a f**king god, he's a footballer for goodness sake.

Davey?

This is from RAWK, it has to be one of the most cringe worthy things i have ever read.

 

(Steven Gerrard)

Can you imagine the weight on this man's shoulders? The sheer burden on this Atlas, lugging around the hopes and dreams of millions of Liverpool supporters worldwide for all this time? The critical mass of his own dreams and hopes of glory for his own club? It's not measurable. It's not comparable to things you and I have experienced or ever will. His rewards have been great - the luxury and comfort of a great life, the acclaim - but the weight on his shoulders? The screaming catcalls of his inferiors mocking his every mistake at every turn, thousands of horrible cretins giving him two fingers, emptying the reservoirs of their abuse in his face, plastics eponymously laminating signs to commemorate an error that had almost nothing to do with them. He's a human being and all these barbs left their marks, surely.

 

But he's so much more than a man, isn't he? He is an avatar of our potential greatness manifest. People will argue that he was born great, but this discounts the countless hours he spent breaking himself down and building himself up again, getting himself fit for club and country year after year after year. Never failing to answer the call when it rang out across the commons.

 

I am a soft c*nt, sitting here with wet eyes trying to find words worthy of a man who has meant so much to me. That goal against West Ham, the violence of that strike, a howitzer like I've never seen before, in a moment when mere mortals would have sh*t themselves to death. And coming hot on the heels of number 5 a year earlier. It felt like we had turned a corner and would never stop winning things again. It didn't work out that way.

 

BUT ...

You say the word "Istanbul" in this context enough times, it becomes nearly a cliche. Our enemies and naysayers far and wide remind us that it was 10 years ago and ask what we have done for them lately. We know better, don't we? Miracles never devolve into the mundane - they are, by their nature, eternal, immortal. We had no business winning that title. We could have folded at any point and no one would have blamed us. We were undermanned, overmatched, at just about every stage of that tournament.

But we had Steven Gerrard, and that made all the difference. That always made all the difference. He always made all the difference. His imperfections and mistakes kept him close to us, because he was and is one of us. He's only human. But he's so much more than that.

 

These people ain't right in the head. He's not a f**king god, he's a footballer for goodness sake.

 

Saw this on RAWK Meltdown.  What is it with RAWK that they feel the need to overwrite pretentious crap thinking they sound intelligent and literary? They use incredibly convoluted analogies and metaphors.  I have never seen anyone else trying to write in such a way, it is completely cringeworthy.

I just cringed my bum off reading that. Like a GCSE student trying to come across all Lord Byron.

Saw this on RAWK Meltdown. What is it with RAWK that they feel the need to overwrite pretentious crap thinking they sound intelligent and literary? They use incredibly convoluted analogies and metaphors. I have never seen anyone else trying to write in such a way, it is completely cringeworthy.

Agreed 100%. It sounds like (with the tense changed to the past) a funeral address for SG.

The Sky love in has started in earnest, they are really pushing the boat out for St Stevie of Me's final game at the cesspit...

 

Good bye Anfield's Rose, sob

Saw this on RAWK Meltdown.  What is it with RAWK that they feel the need to overwrite pretentious crap thinking they sound intelligent and literary? They use incredibly convoluted analogies and metaphors.  I have never seen anyone else trying to write in such a way, it is completely cringeworthy.

 

I don't think anything could top this one for sheer up their own arses cringeworthiness.

 

 

I was walking to my car with my Liverpool jersey on and realized I was walking alone...

 

You weren't walking alone. You were walking with the greats of the club who also wore the Liver bird. With Bill Shankly whose gate is on top of the crest. With the victims of Hillsborough and Heysel, and their families, who are remembered with the torches on each side of the crest. You were walking with millions of supporters whose heart is as red as their shirt. You were walking with me.

I don't think anything could top this one for sheer up their own arses cringeworthiness.