Opening Day

All the big guns were on show at Stamford Bridge. That is, Chelsea’s billionaire owner and John Henry. Liverpool’s billionaire owner.  The game would be played to a backdrop of rumour and counter rumour. There were two players we’d looked like signing and the same two players Chelsea looked like signing, both sitting in the wings somewhere, well out of sight of the preying paparazzi.  It could only happen at when Chelsea play Liverpool couldn’t it?  For our eyes only it was all about the lack of a defensive midfield player, or so they said.  We had eleven players on the pitch, all who, unlike at least one of the rumoured names, wanted to play for Liverpool. And didn’t they play? It was probably as good as an opening day’s fixture as you were going to get.  The first half hour we were brilliant, had a goal ruled out for a marginal offside, Mo hit the woodwork and Diaz put us in front.  Chelsea came back as us, deserved the draw, had a goal chalked off as well.  A fair result and amid the backdrop of the rumour mill, a great game. Oh yeah, Mo had a strop when subbed. It got a mention in despatches.