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It’s of note to mention how much I love hot cross buns, it’s nothing to do with this post but I feel the need to confess that I can easily down a pack of 6 in about 10 mins, barely knowing I’m doing it.

Liverpool football club are my team. I’m not from Liverpool, but that’s irrelevant, the only qualification for being a fan is to truly feel it when they lose and experience the ecstasy of a good win. There’s definitely a limit to it and I have a few friends who I think are a bit too involved and prioritise too highly seeing every single match. My mate AD and I do go to see matches at Anfield occasionally, sitting in the kop singing the anthems with tear in either eye – and out of ear shot of our wives we talk about getting season tickets. It’s all about perspectives though and I feel the need to confess that if this year’s Champions League final had gone to extra time, I would have delayed my trip to the maternity unit and I would have missed the birth of my son. There is it, it’s out there, I’ve said it.

The club was recently bought over by a couple of rich Americans who promised to put money into the club for new stadium and new players, but after a brief honeymoon period things have turned a bit sour. There is already a scheme underway for the fans to raise money to buy the club back. I have a feeling that its a bit pie in the sky but it’s made me question what I actually want from the club, and I think its this.

I want them to take up the Barcelona model with the club owned by the fans, which can’t be sold. There is no sponsorship on the shirt nor has there ever been, as its too sacred. Until recently, when they dropped their ethic… not to make money to sign a big player but, to advertise Unicef. I love it. That’s what I really want, I would rather Liverpool were a club like that and never won the league than constantly on sale to the highest bidder to pay massive wages to greedy players. It must be said though, it hasn’t done Barca any harm.