The snow just fell down through the whole match with the same consistency that Liverpool provided negative performances in this season on all fronts so far. And it was as agreeable on the pitch as the negative performances are on any red’s morale. The ball was leaving trails behind as clear as the one the table was showing between Liverpool and the same Aston Villa.
Snow is only nice on a postcard. Torres’s finish tonight though was as picturesque as any White Christmas postcard. And like some postcards today, at times he was being put on the sides gathering dust, but like when out of nowhere a coach load of tourists come over, you know they only need a quick brush of their dust and they will do the business, no matter the hour. And that was it today. Dirk Kuyt pounced on a loose ball, Torres was fed and the rest is as predictable as the sight of a snowman in the festive season.
The men in temporary white put in a good shift in the first forty-five minutes. It was as far away from the debacle against Portsmouth as summer must have felt far away under the driving snow. Alberto Aquilani earned another start alongside Lucas Leiva and Steven Gerrard looked to has put his recent woes behind him. He tested Brad Friedel’s fingers with a beautiful dip and the men around him followed his energy levels. There were the usual ineffective corners and frights from corners at the other end but Liverpool looked on top of the game. The lads were stern while creating openings, even though the main and sole man upfront was finding it difficult and looked frozen out.
The second forty-five minutes continued in the same vein, while admittedly Aston Villa rather upped their tempo, and had their man upfront Gabriel Agbonlahor testing Pepe Reina. Jamie Carragher slipped in one particular moment and paved the way for the Agbonlahor to run towards goals but Reina bid his time on the line and proved too big for the same lad as he blocked his shot. Quick off his line last Saturday against Wolves but rooted on his lines this time around, timing is one asset the Spaniard possess.
At times it felt like it’s going to be like the Lyon away match all over. A solid performance, chances created but eventually got to do with a draw that benefits the opposition more. And at times, with their crowd behind them, the pace of Agbonlahor and the height of Carew, sharing of the spoils didn’t seem like the worst thing in the world. With the fourth official showing four extra minutes, a draw did not only feel like a truce but also the only negotiable deal. But then again, like most exquisite things in the world, Torres proved to be beyond negotiations and trebled the one point on offer. The morale of every red was up the roof and hopefully every squad member’s followed.
Two minutes later, the man in black blew the final whistle. Torres not exactly punched the air in delight as much as fisted off the thick air with all its adversities that these last few months represented. It is no use getting carried away but tomorrow and the following match are definitely to be looked forward to.
Snow is only nice on a postcard. Torres’s finish tonight though was as picturesque as any White Christmas postcard. And like some postcards today, at times he was being put on the sides gathering dust, but like when out of nowhere a coach load of tourists come over, you know they only need a quick brush of their dust and they will do the business, no matter the hour. And that was it today. Dirk Kuyt pounced on a loose ball, Torres was fed and the rest is as predictable as the sight of a snowman in the festive season.
The men in temporary white put in a good shift in the first forty-five minutes. It was as far away from the debacle against Portsmouth as summer must have felt far away under the driving snow. Alberto Aquilani earned another start alongside Lucas Leiva and Steven Gerrard looked to has put his recent woes behind him. He tested Brad Friedel’s fingers with a beautiful dip and the men around him followed his energy levels. There were the usual ineffective corners and frights from corners at the other end but Liverpool looked on top of the game. The lads were stern while creating openings, even though the main and sole man upfront was finding it difficult and looked frozen out.
The second forty-five minutes continued in the same vein, while admittedly Aston Villa rather upped their tempo, and had their man upfront Gabriel Agbonlahor testing Pepe Reina. Jamie Carragher slipped in one particular moment and paved the way for the Agbonlahor to run towards goals but Reina bid his time on the line and proved too big for the same lad as he blocked his shot. Quick off his line last Saturday against Wolves but rooted on his lines this time around, timing is one asset the Spaniard possess.
At times it felt like it’s going to be like the Lyon away match all over. A solid performance, chances created but eventually got to do with a draw that benefits the opposition more. And at times, with their crowd behind them, the pace of Agbonlahor and the height of Carew, sharing of the spoils didn’t seem like the worst thing in the world. With the fourth official showing four extra minutes, a draw did not only feel like a truce but also the only negotiable deal. But then again, like most exquisite things in the world, Torres proved to be beyond negotiations and trebled the one point on offer. The morale of every red was up the roof and hopefully every squad member’s followed.
Two minutes later, the man in black blew the final whistle. Torres not exactly punched the air in delight as much as fisted off the thick air with all its adversities that these last few months represented. It is no use getting carried away but tomorrow and the following match are definitely to be looked forward to.
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