It is possible that the only valued thing in our lives is what is going on at the present. If it’s kind, the past will stay swept and tidy and dreams still to come will be reflect at the look. If not, it will be inevitable to not look back and try to find good memories of the past that help us to find relief from our dreary present. This is the constant pursuit of our essence.
In that incessant pursuit is
Then, spans of sixteen (1906-1922), twenty
four (1923-1947), and seventeen years (1947-1964), were periods where Liverpool fans couldn’t call its team the English
champions. Now, they are being jolted with another drought, because since 1990
they haven’t obtained the country’s crown.
Is in these moments when the red
supporter looks back to feel the magic of a legendary team, and he encounters
his last European conquest in a very recent past (Champions League 2005).
The League Cup 2012 is the only
title for reds in the last six years. Now, Liverpool
is off European spots at the premier league standings.
In similar nostalgic times, there
were players like McManaman, Fowler (for whom I have a special devotion) or
Michael Owen, who kept Liverpool’s fans, hopes alive.
Today it is the Uruguayan Luis Suarez
who has that responsibility, a super player who has scored almost the 40% of
Liverpool´s goals this season. His coach Brendan Rodgers has renamed him as “the
Messi of Liverpool”.
The farthest and most recent history
tells us that reds will shine again at its best; meanwhile, in these drab days,
Luis Suarez keeps Liverpool ’s essence alive, keeps
Anfield´s flame alive.