In the days before this game I’m sure we’d all read and heard the countless comments about how Leicester players had let their manager down, their supporters down and themselves down. How they’d shown no desire, no fight, and no heart and looked tactically clueless and useless. We saw all of that again at the King Power Stadium…only from Liverpool. I was reluctantly prepared to accept January was a bad month and lot of that could be put down to the stupid fixture congestion so what was last night’s excuse…ring rust? I’m sure we all knew Leicester would be up for it, had something to prove but didn’t we and shouldn’t we have been up for it just as much? Leicester want to stay in the Premier League because of the riches and rewards it brings, we’re supposed to want a Champions League place for exactly the same reason but you wouldn’t have known it last night. Some of our supporters started to leave after the third Leicester goal; by the time the added minutes got showed the away end was almost deserted. There can be no doubt Leicester showed fight but by comparison we were nothing more than Pacifists, conscientious objectors almost. How bereft we are of talent might be summed up by the fact that 3-0 down we sent on Moreno and he shouldn’t even be near the squad let alone in it. I’ll give credit to Leicester but our display was once again, shameful.