Maybe I’m a sadist, but the worse our form, the more I wear my LFC top.
Maybe I’m a sadist, but the more I hear someone declare one of our players “unworthy to wear the red,” the more I want him to net the winner.
Maybe I’m a sadist, but the more blogs/comments/rants I hear slagging off Rafa, the more I want him to stick it out and come good in the end.
Maybe I’m a sadist, but the poorer the previous result, the more I look forward to the next match.
Maybe I’m a sadist, but the more I read/hear “fans” say “I hope we get knocked out of the Europa League,” the more I want to win it.
Maybe I’m a sadist, but the harder it is to hide my frustration, the louder I want to sing them on.
Maybe I’m a sadist, but probably I’m just a supporter.
Get behind the boss, get behind the lads, they need us now more than ever.