Yesterday I published a 12,000-word Diagnosis of Liverpool's season.
And to follow it up, this is the Prognosis and Treatment.
(Just 10,000 words, so should be a breeze.)
Obviously reading that piece first will help this one make more sense. (Both pieces will be made free later in the week.)
Disclaimer: despite some subscribers now referring to me as Dr Tomkins, I've thus far only operated without a medical licence, and also without any medical knowledge.
So, strap yourself in with a coffee and a barium enema, and here are my conclusions.
Transplants, Transfusions and Surgeries
Liverpool need new blood: a transfusion. The Reds need transplants and surgeries, but not a whole new body.
Some solutions, meanwhile, simply need time: not medication, not surgery, just to wait and also to rest.
Transfers are important (and it's all good fun speculating, and everyone looks forward to new arrivals unless they've decided they hate the players already), but people who obsess about them, and act like there are only a few god-like, perfect players, are living in a fantasy world.
The constant living in the future saps us of the present moment. Caring more about winning the transfer window than the actual football is a form of insanity; like wishing your perfectly lovely partner were Taylor Swift or Harry Styles (and then not realising how difficult life would be with a megastar and all their crazy fans).
Liverpool won the Champions League, Premier League, and every-bloody-thing else under Jürgen Klopp in the dim, distant past between 2019 and 2022 – not by buying superstars but by buying players in the mid-range: massive potential to become superstars.
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