Now, even if you are coming out a seven-day Vipassana retreat, and you’re a football fan, you’d be vaguely aware that Liverpool is hosting Barcelona at Anfield, with the home side needing at least 3 goals to take the second-leg of the Champions League semi-final into extra-time. Liverpool will have to cope without two of the pointy-prongs of their attacking trident. Mohamed Salah rested as a precaution following a head injury sustained at St. James’ Park in Newcastle last weekend. Roberto ‘Bobby’ Firmino, on whose shoulders, the head of an orchestra conductor rests, will have to sit out of this one due to a flare-up of a muscle injury. In midfield, first-choice terrier-in-chief and a source of goals from midfield. Naby Keita will be out for a sizeable chunk of the next three months with a torn groin muscle.
A less-than-full-strength Liverpool team will be facing a Barcelona side that has Lionel Messi. In the words of 1960’s Robin of Adam West-starring television series, Golly gee whiz, Batman. Let’s unpack that analogy, you ask? Of course, don’t mind if I do. Liverpool finds themselves in a situation where Suarez-Messi has a chunk of a 3-goal lead pulling them down, into the deep blue sea of obscurity that also-rans and runners-up must sink to. For instance, there was no movie made about the world’s second biggest ocean liner starring Leonardo di Caprio.Share this to your,