Wednesday, October 27, 2021

Magical Thinking, and the Total Reality Divergence Between Liverpool and Manchester United by Paul Tomkins

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It’s the summer of 2015. Liverpool have finally got rid of Colin Pascoe and his shorts, but chaos will remain. (Turns out, it wasn’t Colin Pascoe’s shorts that were the issue. Who knew?)

James Milner arrives, but he already looks old and slow in the midfield. Great pro, but past his best. Jordan Henderson hasn’t been the same since 2013/14, but it doesn’t take long for me to feel that Milner and Henderson, together, is not the solution.

Daniel Sturridge, out injured, will never recover properly. Philippe Coutinho will start to fulfil his potential, but then leave when looking like the Reds’ best player.

Roberto Firmino arrives, but a journalist (now at Manchester United) will famously mock why the Reds spent £29m on such a hopeless misfit. Christian Benteke is the new great striking hope.

Liverpool will later sign the total Chelsea reject, Mo Salah, and hoover up more players from Southampton, including some young guy who at the time in an uncapped Dutchman moving from the Scottish league. The Reds will buy a low-key left-back who was relegated with a tiny club, who was almost considered too rubbish to play football a couple of years earlier.

Liverpool will eventually invest in a goalkeeper who, in 2015, aged 23, had played about a dozen league games of football.

The good news is that Liverpool will sign the phenomenal Thiago Alcantara; the bad news is that he’ll suffer terrible injuries. The one really big-name signing, from Bayern Munich (after Barcelona), is hobbled in only his second game for the club.

By contrast, at Manchester United, six years down the line in 2021, will have signed the world’s most expensive defender and broken the British transfer record (neither adjusted for inflation, mind).

The infuriatingly brilliant David de Gea – denier of many a Liverpool victory up to 2015 – will still be in goal, still at a good age. They’ll have added a returning superstar who has won half of the Ballon d’Ors awarded after 2015 (which to date, is two from four, with Covid cancelling those since 2019).

United will break the British transfer record for a midfielder who was voted into the Serie A Team of the Year in 2013–14, 2014–15 and 2015–16, and who will later inspire his country to World Cup glory. They’ll add the most exciting young English winger seen in years, who scored and assisted at a frightening rate in the Bundesliga.

They’ll add another World Cup winner, Raphael Varane, who will be at the heart of Real Madrid’s defence in three further Champions League successes, having already won one by 2015. They’ll have added a global superstar from Uruguay who has over 50 international goals, and who, in 2015, has just had a 30+ goal club season (and who, in a two year period soon after 2015, will score almost 100 goals). Juan Mata and the much hyped Anthony Martial will still be in the squad. (As will Phil Jones, but never mind.)

Liverpool will go to Old Trafford, in 2021, with James Milner, nearly 36, in their midfield. He’ll be alongside Henderson, now 31.

If you told me this in 2015 I’d have cried. Especially without any idea who the Liverpool manager would be. It seemed unlike it would be someone as elite as Jürgen Klopp.

When the score of 5-0 would be mentioned, via a crystal ball, I’d have said you don’t need to be clairvoyant to see that the Reds will get a right pasting.

Adjusted for inflation, the Reds’ £XI will be around £400m, ranking 4th in the Premier League, while United’s is over £700m, up there with Man City’s.

The Reds’ XI will contain players who, in the summer of 2015, were at Southampton, Hull City, Internacional (Brazil), Sochaux B, Paços de Ferreira (who still sound like a 1970s nightclub singer), Red Bull Salzburg, Fiorentina; and that nobody who arrived from Hoffenheim.

A free transfer from Schalke will be surprisingly left on the bench, along with yet another Southampton player, a reserve left-back from Olympiacos, another from Red Bull Salzburg, and some lad from Charlton. Plus, two kids from the Reds’ U18 side will feature.

Liverpool’s captain arrived via Sunderland a few years earlier, to much bafflement, including from Alex Ferguson (who chose Phil Jones instead), who will be watching from the stands when the historic 5-0 result occurs. How he must be laughing, I’d have thought, back in 2015.

United’s players to feature against the Reds on that historic day were, six years earlier, included those at Real Madrid (two), Juventus, PSG, Udinese and Napoli, and a Man City prospect who arrived via Borussia Dortmund. Plus the best keeper in the world as of 2015, de Gea, as one of the remaining title-winners from just two years earlier (2013) still on the books.

Clearly, Liverpool – with players bought only from mediocre clubs or as rejects from bigger clubs – will get trounced by the bigger-name, higher-paid superstars of Old Trafford. United have a winning mentality; indeed, proven winners. They’ve won it all. It’s in their DNA.

Indeed, United re-signing Ronaldo is seen by many as the greatest coup in the history of football; a player about to turn 37, to play with Edison Cavani, nearly 35.

But he’s a proven winner. A proven goalscorer. It’s like they’d still be saying that when he’s 89 and in a wheelchair; as if time does not move on.

At times, as of 2021, it feels like everyone lives in a world of magical thinking, where both sides of the political aisle deny clear scientific, political, logical and biological realities; and so the notion that Ronaldo, who can still finish, clearly, but cannot and will not run, will take a team, led by a mediocre manager and surrounded by talented slackers, to the title, seems the epitome of this collective dream-like unreality.

As I noted in the part-subscriber-piece yesterday:

“I also say this about managers; Gary Neville insisted yesterday that Jose Mourinho was the best manager in the world when United appointed him (!), whereas to me, Mourinho was well on the slide, and Klopp and Pep Guardiola were already well ahead in the way the game was changing.

“By 2019, Daniel Levy said Mourinho was one of the top two managers in the world when he appointed him. Liverpool had just won the Champions League against his club [and finished 2nd in the league with 97 points, I failed to add], and at the time of the appointment, were eight points clear of Man City on the way to winning the title, with 11 wins and a draw from 12 games. So Mourinho was better than Guardiola or Klopp?! These are people running football clubs, working on data that’s 5-10 years out of date.”

The past is seductive. But it’s not the route to the future. Sometimes it’s handy to go back there (to stem a horrific rot), but things change. Past achievements are valid, in terms of someone’s highest possible ceiling, but there’s a time context; as some people joked, Neville’s logic means he would have kept Ron Atkinson and not employed Alex Ferguson.

It means Atkinson, 82, would still be boss now, in this weird new posturing refusal to ever say a manager must be sacked (as if saying to sack someone means you’re A Bad Fan or a Bad Football Person.)

To never say that a manager’s time is up is as bizarre as to always scream that managers must be sacked. It’s another binary world without shades of grey. Brendan Rodgers did pretty well at Liverpool overall, but the best decision made by the club regarding Rodgers was to sack him.

You can learn from the past, but as I argued back in 2005, Liverpool would only move into the future by finding people who could mirror the cutting-edge thinking of Bill Shankly and Bob Paisley, but not by regurgitating the very ideas from the 1970s. Shankly and Paisley were innovators; innovators don’t copy what worked in the olden days. New bands who try and sound like the Beatles are not grasping the essence of the Beatles, which was that no one had ever sounded like the Beatles.

Klopp is an innovator, as well as having those more timeless managerial skills.

Alas, one thing that is now a little out of date – because books date – is “Perched: Jürgen Klopp’s Liverpool FC – Champions Of Everything”.

But it does include a section in how Manchester United fell from the very perch from which they had earlier helped knock Liverpool; and how the club’s fortunes had reversed, with Liverpool becoming the smarter thinkers.

A year on, Liverpool may not be fully perched right now, but unlike United, the Reds are in contention.

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Tuesday, September 28, 2021

Egosystems and Main-Man Syndrome: How Liverpool’s Rivals Bought High-Paid Problems, Not Smart Solutions by Paul Tomkins

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Egosystems and Main-Man Syndrome: How Liverpool’s Rivals Bought High-Paid Problems, Not Smart Solutions

It wasn’t the best end to the weekend with Liverpool twice surrendering a lead in a frantic and at times incomprehensibly messy match, but also one of great excitement. But despite a fixture list that wasn’t the toughest on paper, to be unbeaten, winning 66% of games and scoring loads of goals – to lead the table by a clear point – is about as good as we could have hoped for at the start of the season, even if it was galling to not get the three points at a rocking Brentford (that may not be easy for other big clubs to visit).

For all the glitzy signings made by other clubs, this season is following the path of 2019/20, when the Reds unity, squad cohesion, team interplay and understanding, meant no new signings were required to break almost all of the records. So far, bar 90 minutes from the hugely promising Ibrahima Konaté, the same pattern is emerging, albeit with the record at 100% up to the 9th game that year. City sat second, as now, but five points behind, instead of one. 

There’s also no doubt that the league feels stronger this season, but this squad is still, for me, the best the Reds have ever had. Andy Robertson is off form (maybe worn out from four seasons of constant football for Liverpool and Scotland), but there’s now Kostas Tsimikas, who has a wand of a left foot. There are four outstanding centre-backs, plus an amazing fifth choice in Nat Phillips – but three are working their way back to full match fitness, and the other is adapting to life in England. 

The midfield pool is deep, but obviously already racking up injuries; the worst of which was from a red-card tackle, which was the problem last season for Virgil van Dijk and Thiago. (You can’t do much about such frequent bad tackles, other than to hope the officials crack down on them.)

And the terrific trident up front has become a fab four, with Divock Origi and Taki Minamino the types of backups who rarely get a run of games to get into any rhythm, but who are capable of shining when they do get enough game time; their issue is how rarely the others are injured. (And that’s a good thing.) 

This squad is better than 2019/20 (the only key player lost is Gini Wijnaldum, now a barely-used sub at PSG but on £300,000 a week), but the squad, due to terrible luck, has already lost the energy-boosting Harvey Elliott, who was really adding a new dimension on the right with Mo Salah and Trent Alexander-Arnold, and somehow already looking every inch Wijnaldum’s equal at just 18. 

And Curtis Jones, at 20, is a potential future superstar, with real maturity being added to his game (he seems to be growing up fast as a man as well as a player), in addition to a touch more strength and pace as he leaves his teen years well behind. Kaide Gordon, just 16 and soon to turn 17, could also be at those levels by the spring of 2022, albeit after what happened to Elliott (against Burnley and Leeds), he’ll need protection from 15-stone thugs. He’s yet another elite age-group player. 

In addition to Elliott, Jones, Minamino, Konaté and Tsimikas, the duo of Thiago and Diogo Jota are newer members of a squad that also includes the fast-improving Caoimhin Kelleher as backup keeper. The squad is deeper, and there are more options than in 2019/20. The XI remains strong, and the backups are now stronger.

The difference is that the lowering of FFP regulations has allowed the petrodollar-doped rivals to buy beyond “fair” means, and Liverpool cannot compete at that game, with the funding this year mostly going into a dozen pay-rises, with more to follow. 

The rivals do feel stronger, but Liverpool cannot buy superstars they cannot afford, just as I can’t afford to buy a Ferrari just because my neighbour buys one (albeit a posh car around my way is a 10-year-old BMW, and I drive a 13-year-old Ford – when there’s petrol).

There have been some sensible signings by rivals, but also some moments of real vanity. 

Egotists 

The one thing I often talk about when buying a player is the potential of what can be lost, as well as gained.  

When Manchester United signed Cristiano Ronaldo, I expected him to score goals, but what would they lose by introducing a player who was in the bottom 1% for work-rate by strikers in Europe? Would Ronaldo take so many shots from poor positions because that’s what he does? How do you quantify all the good chances you don’t create because someone else keeps shooting from 30 yards, or because he does no pressing?

How would the previous go-to men feel, when usurped? Has his arrival turned Bruno Fernandes, banging in the goals and the penalties (a hat-trick on the opening day, before Ronaldo returned), into a goal-shy penalty-misser? It may be that, in time, Fernandes is actually more inspired by the presence of his legendary compatriot, but initially it seems that he might be overawed, or reduced to playing second-fiddle. It’s not that it’s a problem that cannot be solved; but it does appear to be an additional problem in need of solving. If Ronaldo’s presence ends up diminishing Fernandes, couldn’t that prove to be a bad thing? 

I wouldn’t write off Man United after three defeats in 10 days, and Ronaldo is still a goal machine; and Fernandes may regain his mojo. They have an enormous squad, that cost the most money to assemble when adjusted for inflation. (Just ahead of Man City, at an average £XI of over £700m, with Liverpool and Chelsea about £300m behind, and Arsenal and Spurs another £100m back, followed by Everton.)

But at some point soon that goal machine has to start developing rust, and then what? How is a player so famous he’s almost as big as the club (and clearly bigger than the manager) allowed to be phased out? The move is a gamble, in terms of the knock-on effects. Ronaldo is nearly 37, and who will bench him when he’s 38? What happens when the entire centre of attention starts to lose his mojo and finally melt? 

Steven Gerrard had a great penultimate season at Liverpool – as he raged at the dying of the light – but his final season a year later was full of acrimony, fading power and 6-1 defeats to Stoke (okay, there was just one of those, but that was one too many for this lifetime).

Then there’s the priceless – or should that be costly? – farce of James Rodriguez at Everton. 

Signed to win the 2020 transfer window, he arrived at a club he didn’t even want to play for – he admitted that he only wanted to play for the manager – to earn more per week than any of the Liverpool side who’d just been crowned champions (on the back of also winning the Champions League 12 months earlier). 

Andros Townsend, as a free transfer, already looks like better business; as does Demarai Gray, for peanuts. Neither would win you the transfer window; but they do look good business in the early days of this season. (I’m trying to mix my abiding affection for Rafa Benítez with a desire to not see him do too well.) As soon as Everton stop the churn of expensive signings (by their standards) and stop trying to win the transfer window they look half-decent.

In a very interesting Athletic article on Rodriguez, Patrick Boyland explains all that went wrong with the Colombian, but the author makes at least two utterly bizarre, wistful mentions of the poor Everton fans who never got to see Rodriguez in the flesh, as if it was Diego Maradona being discussed (or even an Everton legend, like Kevin Sheedy; or a current-day dedicated servant like Seamus Coleman – why would you want to see some feckless wastrel who never really displayed his talents for more than a game or two? Do some Man United fans pine over never having seen Alexis Sanchez in their colours? Do we mourn the fact that we never got to see World Cup-winner Bernard Diomède, although I was there for his overhead kick that hit the bar in one of his four games).

“That those fans never got to see him in the flesh is the greatest shame of all — Rodriguez’s move to Qatar is a sorry next step for a player who once had the world at his feet.”

Weird.

I love the story of Rodriguez at Everton (especially as it didn’t happen at our club), as it sums up almost everything that’s wrong with modern football: the transfer as form of dick-swinging; the player, whose move is overseen by super-agents, who is only there for the money, and who gets much more of it than the honest pros who work for the team and the club; the player who initially wows his teammates in training, only to soon be considered invisible, as if they feel they are playing games with 10 men when he’s strolling about; the player who has a great first month and then goes missing when the temperature drops below 20º C; the player who just takes a game off, as he can’t be arsed; the player disappearing on a private jet before the end of the season; the player as status symbol, not squad member and team player. And then the player given away, to get his £250,000-a-week wages off the bill as the club panics to meet even relaxed FFP standards after years of vanity purchasing. 

I’ve spoken at length about the importance of the ‘egosystem’ at Liverpool – the unquantifiable gains made when everyone is on the same wavelength, pulling in the same direction. And in fairness to Benítez, he is trying to do the same at Everton, with low-key buys who will give him honest endeavour. But he is doing so from a position of undoing an unholy mess of status-symbol transfers.

It’s why someone like Jürgen Klopp will say to anyone who wants to leave “there’s the door” (if your transfer value is met), because unity trumps individualism, and anyone who no longer sees themselves as part of the group is like an infectious wretch capable of passing on that viral disaffection. Obviously Klopp will speak to a player and try to resolve any simple problems, but he won’t indulge them or pander to fragile egos. If they badly want out, then keeping them can become toxic.

It’s why Klopp – unhappy with the increasingly moody Brazilian winger in late 2017 – cut the ties with Philippe Coutinho midseason; the club taking the £142m as fans went absolutely apeshit about how reckless FSG were (yawn), and how the club would never win the league or the Champions League with such a policy. Yet Klopp did not want to keep a sulking player who could start to drag down the mood of others. 

Well, what’s happened since, for both Liverpool and Coutinho? Liverpool banked £142m, which paid for van Dijk and Alisson, then reached the Champions League final, won the next Champions League final, and won the title; Coutinho was mocked in Spain, sent to Germany, and has picked up a couple of league titles by dint of just being present rather than any meaningful contributions (and played just twice for Brazil since 2019). 

Barcelona – obsessed with superstar signings, all of whom tanked – are now €1.2billion in debt. Meanwhile, clubs that tried to spend their way into the Premier League are going bankrupt. The Championship is like one giant Ponzi scheme, waiting for the cards to fall.

Hubris

But I’ve also seen hubris and vanity turn Spurs from incredible overachievers on a relative small budget who ran the Reds close to the Champions League in 2019 (and went close in league title races) to succumb to a succession of dumbass big-dick decisions.

First they ditched their elite manager, and – as I called it at the time – replaced him with a man who played the wrong style of football for the squad. He was appointed on the outdated basis that he was a “winner”. 

I loathe the concept of the “winner” as a constant quality in a manager, because Brian Clough was an incredible winner in the 1970s and then not-much-of-a-winner in the 1980s, and a total loser by the 1990s. 

Arsène Wenger won with the best football imaginable between 1997 and 2004, and then – like Clough – went from title-winner to trying to hoover up a domestic cup or two (which I don’t count as being a winner; otherwise Juande Ramos would have a statue at Spurs). George Graham won two titles with Arsenal around the turn of the 1990s, then slipped into obscurity, via some stuffed brown envelopes. 

Howard Kendall was just one of several managers who returned at least three times to manage the same club, and almost all of them saw a big drop in their win percentage every successive time they took charge. (And Kenny Dalglish’s second stint at Liverpool was far worse than his first, albeit I still back the decision, as the need was for him to be better than Roy Hodgson to rescue 2010/11, and that was achieved. I don’t think we expected miracles.)

All of these men were absolute winners. Until they couldn’t win as often anymore. 

Arrigo Sacchi returned to AC Milan having won everything, and second time won only 28% of his games. Fabio Capello went from being like Bob Paisley in his first spell at AC Milan to being more like Roy Hodgson in his second. (The classic 36% win rate.)

Radomir ‘Raddy’ Antić had three spells at Atlético Madrid in quick succession, and each time, like Sacchi, he halved his win percentage: from 51% to 28% to 13%. One more go and it would have been 6%. A rare exception is Jupp Heynckes, who always did well at Bayern, albeit Bayern have a monopoly on the Bundesliga. Any club who finishes 2nd can be certain that Bayern will simply nab their best players. How is that “fair”? 

(It’s ‘funny’, shall we say, that Bayern and PSG were two of the only big clubs to oppose the European Super League, when they have won 17 of the last 20 combined titles in Germany and France, and are likely to make it 19 from 22 this season. They have no insecurity about qualifying for the Champions League as they don’t really even have much when it comes to winning their own league. Now PSG – backed by Qatari-based financial doping – have gained more control of the club scene in Europe, too. None of which is to say the ESL was an idea I would back, but equally, it remains an idea that was blown out of the water in the usual red-faced online outrage before its merits could even be discussed. Football is broken in so many ways, and as with anything that’s broken, you need to discuss all the potential fixes – not simply justify continuing on the same path when it’s leading to chaos. But I digress.…) 

And while Mourinho won the title in his second stint at Chelsea, it was a far less successful spell overall, and soon he looked to be on the Clough and Wenger train from title-contender to League Cup aspirant. (Spurs sacked him days before he could have won one for them, which seems odd, if he was such a winner; and at least winning the League Cup was something he remained good at.) 

Five years is a long time in football, given how the game changes. Managers don’t lose all their skills (or knowledge) overnight, but the game can evolve to make some of their cutting edge abilities seem a little old school. Every year that a manager ages also takes him a year further away from the players he must inspire. Mourinho – greying and grumpy – was a nightmare waiting to happen, and whenever he leaves a club it’s usually in a mess.

I’d already noted down that Spurs’ new stadium feels more like a vanity project, given the incredible debt involved (although long-term it may prove a wise move, if it doesn’t sink them first), when I read that Phil McNulty noted in a piece today that: 

“Mourinho appeared very much a quick fix, Levy-led vanity project that was an expensive failure.”

Vanity stadium. Vanity appointment, followed by a sacking with no plan (days before a domestic cup final), and a recruitment botch-job where Nuno (who did well at Wolves, albeit with about a dozen compatriots who would buy into his ideas) was like the chubby kid with two left feet who gets picked last for a kickabout. Spurs ran out of alternatives.

I also saw it as offensive to the Spurs fans that their Argentine and Colombian players preferred to go off and abandon their club and accept 10 days quarantining in Croatia when the rest of the league (bar Aston Villa) had accepted, as one, that it wasn’t fair to take their wages and be unavailable for their clubs after the last international break. Without them, Spurs duly lost 3-0 at Crystal Palace. I can’t express how disrespectful that is to the fans whose costly season ticket and hefty television subscriptions pay their wages. International football is important to players, and that’s fair enough; but the clubs and those fans pay their wages. It stinks of mercenaries, not really wanting to be there. Where’s the unity?

Then there’s the star player who wants out. Without Harry Kane, Spurs beat Man City and won away at Wolves. They unified. With him returning to the team, they’ve won one league game and lost three, to a goal difference of 2-9 (and Kane scored neither of those two goals).

Yesterday, Arsenal twice scored soon after Kane took (or tried to take) an utterly stupid shot from a ludicrous distance instead of passing to his teammates. When, on the second occasion (as he miskicked), he at least chased back to redeem himself – and then slid the ball perfectly for an assist to Arsenal (and it’s nice to see the brilliant Bukayo Saka having such a good time after the Euros; kudos to Kane for setting him up). 

Kane looked moody, selfish and like a man dragging a team down with him, as they rank 20th out of 20 for distance covered.  

I keep hearing that he’s the “consummate professional”, but I’m not sure his behaviour this summer was anything other than a bit shitty, even if a lot of players do it. Going on strike is hardly the sign of an ultimate pro, even if it what a lot do to force through a move that breaks their contract.

Then there’s the vanity signing of Tanguy Ndombele, for a fee of up to £65m, for a talented player who appears to have the heart and desire of an ageing diabetic field mouse. 

Cohesion

I guess this is just a way to say that cohesion is more important than anything else in football. That talent is involved is a given, because all players have talent. Hunger, unity, work-rate, commitment, wavelength-understanding (which increases with time spent training and playing together), respect for your colleagues – all of these make a team. 

Liverpool, under Klopp, are all about being a team. They are not about individuals, and for all the lack of big-money buys this summer, the strengths are all still there.

Mo Salah is the biggest star, but he tracks back to defend in the full-back positions, and runs his chunky socks off. He is the main man, but not put on a pedestal and worshipped; he is part of the team, working hard for everyone else. If all these players stay fit, and give their all, the Reds stand a chance, even with FFP now favouring those who prop up clubs with oil-based wealth.

It’s a question of being a combined force, to exceed the sum of the parts. 

As the famous poem states:  

Though much is taken, much abides; and though

We are not now that strength which in old days

Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are,

One equal temper of heroic hearts,

Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will

To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.

Alfred, Lord Tennyson*

* NOTE: I DO NOT KNOW TENNYSON’S PERSONAL STORY, BUT HE WAS LIKELY A PRODUCT OF HIS TIME, AND AS SUCH, I DO NOT CONDONE ANY 19TH-CENTURY BELIEFS HE HAD IN THE, ER, 19TH CENTURY (HOW DARE HE!). AND AT LEAST HE DIDN’T REFER TO WOMEN AS “BODIES WITH VAGINAS”, WHICH WILL SURELY DATE ABOUT AS BADLY AS ANY PHRASE IN THE ENGLISH LANGUAGE. I WRITE THIS AS A FLESH-SLAB WITH A PENIS, ALBEIT IT SEEMS THAT I ACTUALLY HAVE THREE PENISES, AND REALLY MUST SEE THE DOCTOR ABOUT THIS – JUST NOT ONE CONNECTED TO THE LANCET.

Thursday, September 9, 2021

FIFTEEN New Players For Liverpool – Write Reds Off At Your Peril @ By Paul Tomkins

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After Monday’s big free piece, in a week of great subscriber-only content on TTT, I thought it was worth a further free article to just make a point about what a lot of observers seem to be missing about Liverpool’s team right now.

To me, it feels almost as if Liverpool have just signed FIFTEEN “new” players – from the point where the Reds were top of the league last season before Christmas. It may be a cliché, but returning players are often just like new signings.

Indeed, often better.

These are fifteen players who played only a limited role in the last campaign.

Virgil van Dijk, Joe Gomez and Joel Matip all had their seasons ended before halfway; two of them well before halfway. Jordan Henderson played just 21 league games, starting 20, and essentially it was therefore just 19 – half the season – when considering that he limped off early against Everton.

Diogo Jota, in terms of actual time on the pitch (as he started out as a sub, before getting injured and then returning as a sub), played just 1,113 minutes, or less than a third of the season. A full season is 3,420 minutes. Nat Phillips played more minutes.

Add that a few hundred of Jota’s minutes were when returning from a serious knee injury, and he had the issue that so many others had: nowhere near match-fit when playing after long lay-offs.

Even then, he scored the equivalent of 27 non-penalty league goals when extrapolated. He also added four more in the Champions League, and has scored a fairly incredible seven international goals in the last 11 months – all of which that suggests the extrapolation may have some validity. At the very least, he’s developed into a player capable of 25 goals in a season in a top team.

Trent Alexander-Arnold had a campaign beset with Covid, injuries and niggles, and like so many, looked unfit without a proper preseason. But only in the final 1-2 months did he look like he was back to his physical best, to arguably then play the best football of his career (aided, as explained in The Athletic, by some peripheral vision training; the lad already had supreme “vision”). At 22, he’s still going to improve. Soon he’ll be able to see out the back of his head.

Alex Oxlade-Chamberlain, who relies on his pace and power, missed the first half of last season, and returned lacking both that pace and that power. Like Trent, he only looked sharp in the final weeks of the season. He played just 246 minutes, and while he’s not a definite starter, a fit ‘Ox’ is a totally different proposition. In preseason he looked better than ever, and while it was only preseason, it was against top-division German and Spanish teams. He’s in supreme shape, and gives the Reds something different.

Then there’s the maestro Thiago, who only played around half the games in 2020/21 (1,858 minutes), largely due to Richarlison’s assault.

He appeared to settle quickly in crazy a game-and-a-half, then missed months. He returned to a struggling side missing it’s giant defenders and midfield bodyguards, and he spent months after his return being a fraction late in almost every tackle – often using the ball well, but not quite adjusted to the Premier League on the whole. But again, like Alexander-Arnold and Oxlade-Chamberlain, it clicked in the final half-dozen games, playing a slightly more advanced role (where he gave away fewer free-kicks).

Naby Keïta saw another season pass him by, with just 500-or-so minutes played, but he is now fit again; and if it can stay that way this is an elite player, who can dribble, press like crazy and score goals. As with ‘Ox’, you wouldn’t bank on him being fit, but he’s top-quality when he is. Like his fellow midfielder, it’s harder for him to play fewer minutes than last season.

And while not listed as a new signing, Dr Andreas Schlumberger only arrived earlier this year. “If you would ask people in Germany, in this area – rehab, performance, recovery – he is No.1 in Germany,” Jürgen Klopp said in January. He’ll help players like Keïta and ‘Ox’.

It’s another behind-the-scenes improvement that people just notice, or laugh at – like Thomas Grønnemark – until suddenly results improve massively. There were no “Announce Schlumberger” trends or demands on Twitter.

Kostas Tsimikas should be another bonus – a fast, winger-like full-back who got Covid-19 soon after arriving, then was one of over half-a-dozen serious knee-injury victims at Liverpool, on the end of brutal challenges; then could not easily be used in the run-in due to the changes all over the defence. As with Thiago, he’s had a season to adjust to the Liverpool way, and the English style, as well as settling in with the team culture and Liverpool FC egosystem. Not all new signings settle, but you have to give everyone at least a year of leeway.

Ibrahima Konaté has of course joined, as the one proper signing. He’s arguably the most complete young centre-back in world football. It could take a while to adapt, but he had the full month in Evian in preseason, which is something Ozan Kabak never had last year (and it showed). More than anything, back four-work is about unity and understanding; and while attacking can be improved with the same kind of work, a front three doesn’t have to be perfectly in line at any point, in contrast to a back four. It’s about synchronicity, and that takes training-ground work.

Returning from loan is Harvey Elliott – who can spot passes some elite playmakers would struggle to see – ready for the Premier League. He’s not the quickest or tallest, but he is extremely ‘lively’. And incredibly clever. He can create and finish, and the sky is the limit. This is no ordinary 18-year-old, and indeed, he only turned 18 at the end of a superb season in the Championship. He went there a boy and returned man.

Taki Minamino – whose off-the-ball running opened up a ton of space in the 7-0 win at Crystal Palace – went away to gain some regular starting experience of the Premier League. He finally had a proper preseason, after a stop-start Liverpool career, where he experienced no fewer than four down-periods before his loan to Southampton.

It’s one thing buying new players, but you also have to wait for the ones you’ve bought to settle in, and as noted, many can take 6-12 months (and some, like İlkay Gündoğan at City, only went up a level or two aged 30, after years in England; in part after escaping an injury hell).

Taki looks brighter, sharper and more relaxed, and while he’s unlikely to make the first XI, it seems that he has that vital boost of confidence and feeling like he finally belongs at this level.

Ben Davies also joined in 2021, and at worst he’ll be a reasonable backup in emergencies.

Kaide Gordon only arrived in February, yet at 16 he looks ready for the Premier League, if not as a starter. Like Elliott, he was training with the first team at a Championship club at the age of 15 and playing for them at the age of 16.

He’s fast, supremely gifted, and fearless. Like Elliott, he looks a potential future superstar, if he can steer clear of injuries and remain as level-headed as he has been so far. Elliott, 18 months older, has developed a lot more physically in the past year, but both look like elite players for their age, and both have brilliant attitudes. They arrived without fanfare, and that’s often the best way.

And then there’s Ben Woodburn – a player I stated several years ago might only make a mark once he was 20-or-so (as he lacked pace, height and strength, but had a good football brain) – has grown, got stronger and even looks zippier.

In September 2017 I wrote:

“Ben Woodburn, by contrast to the emerging full-blanket talents, looks like an elite creative force who works hard too, but who doesn’t have blanket-stretching pace. (Of course, it’s no use having super-quick players who are useless either.) Woodburn is like Kenny Dalglish in how quickly he sees things without being able to run like a sprinter, although it’s fair to say that Woodburn is quicker than the King. (And he certainly is now, with Dalglish 66.) As I’ve said many times, Dalglish only properly broke through at Celtic aged 20, and Paul Scholes (whose shooting I likened Woodburn’s to in the summer) was also 20 when he got the nod at United. To be that good at 17 is remarkable, but this is his transition season.”

(This was in an article calling for patience for Klopp, in the face of accusations that he was no better than Brendan Rodgers at Liverpool.)

By this stage, Liverpool’s system started to rely on searing pace, especially in the wide attacking areas, and Woodburn fell away. I also made it clear on plenty of occasions that I didn’t think he would be as good as Dalglish (who could be?), just that the slower, thoughtful attacker takes longer to make an impact. Searing pace takes years off the time it takes to make a big impact. Pace can get you in the team as a regular at 18, but few slower players can do that.

To be honest, given that he turned 21 last year, I’d written him off when things didn’t work out at Blackpool, but he had a fantastic period of training with the senior team after his unsuccessful (but educational) loans, including a hat-trick in a game behind closed doors; and shone in the U23s with new nerve and vigour, and now looks like the player many of us thought he could become when aged just 16. He’s bigger, stronger and a bit faster, albeit not fast enough to be ideal in this front three. He was nothing short of sensational in preseason, and at the very least, it shows his talent and rediscovered desire. Now he has to take that forward.

I’d be delighted to see him continue to emerge, after a difficult few years of physical and emotional transition (all the hype, then the stagnation and rejection, before overcoming those setbacks). Both Klopp and Pep Lijnders singled him out this week as a special talent. Had he been blessed with the pace of a Michael Owen he’d have been in the team years ago, but sometimes non-sprinters only become good players as they have to rely on their thinking. To me, he was the biggest bonus in a preseason of many, many bonuses.

So, that’s fifteen players who either barely featured last season, or who played, at most, a maximum of about half the minutes (bar Alexander-Arnold, who played more, but often under par).

Indeed, Thiago missed many months, and had games as a sub at the start of the season and after his long layoff, and yet still ranked 9th for league minutes played, at just over half; while the Reds, with no comfort games to hand out debuts (such as after the league was won) were forced into using no fewer than 28 players in the 38 games.

That’s chaos. (And it felt like 27 of them were centre-backs.)

The 15 also doesn’t include Divock Origi, who played just 182 league minutes; although he’s not someone – in contrast to most of the others – who, if he stays, you’d expect to nail down a place in the side if he got a run of games. (It hasn’t helped him that he only gets a game every now and then, as the main strikers are – touch wood – so rarely injured. He’s better than people realise, but he rarely gets a run of games; the two times he has, in 2016 and 2019, he did very well, but then he had his leg broken in 2016, and the season ended in 2019).

Ditto Xherdan Shaqiri, who may be leaving – still a very good player, but he didn’t feature a lot last season. Bar two superb assists, I felt he was fairly quiet when he did play.

It also doesn’t include another young wildcard or two – the unexpected player who pushes his way into the first-team picture; maybe Owen Beck, albeit he’s got some filling out to do, or Leighton Clarkson, a majestic passer who is only 5’7″ (which is not a problem if he has tall bodyguards, but would be if in a small XI overall; Liverpool’s results last season were worst when the XI was small, and best when the XI was tall).

The Reds – already set-piece specialists when the big guns were in the team – have appointed new set-piece experts as well; another quiet piece of evolution. (#AnnounceSetPieceGurus never caught on.)

Indeed, whenever van Dijk and Matip start together, the Reds, as a team, score a goal every three games; last season, when both were out, the Reds went five months without a set-piece goal. The set-piece threat this season is likely to be supremely high again, having been non-existent due to injuries last season.

In contrast to the “returns”, Liverpool have lost Gini Wijnaldum (sadly; albeit, a player approaching 31), as well as Kabak – although the latter, while honest and not a disaster, was not yet settled into the defensive line, nor the pace of the Premier League (or the aerial challenges, where his stats were dreadful), and results improved only after he got injured – and taller, English-football-accustomed players introduced. Indeed, Rhys Williams, aged just 19 at the midway point, played more league minutes than both Virgil van Dijk and Joe Gomez.

Nat Phillips, seen as a Championship player, was one of the 11 who played the most league minutes last season.

Konaté appears a huge upgrade on Kabak, in part due to his extra size and strength, but also his dribbling skills and passing. All of the other departures so far have been players who were out on loan anyway, and if Origi and/or Shaqiri leave, it’s still players who barely featured last season.

In terms of age, only Henderson, now 31, is in the melt-zone, aside from the never-melter, James Milner.

Another “bonus” from all the injuries from last season – aside from squad players getting time in the team to develop – is that it gave them a chance to rest and reset, after several intense seasons. They can come back hungrier, and the whole team has gone from the pressure of defending their title to the anger of trying to win it back.

As I’ve noted all summer, Liverpool can’t let the current team stay together for the next few years, as it needs refreshing; but not immediately. And for all the talk of Sadio Mané fading last season, his underlying numbers were largely excellent. He was as fast as ever, brilliant at dribbling and taking the ball into the box, but he just had a dip with his finishing, as did Roberto Firmino, whose goals tally tends to rise and fall more than others, but who is always a creator of space and a drawer of attention. Both have finished superbly in preseason.

And even the dreaded African Cup of Nations (if it goes ahead) occurs mostly when it’s the early FA Cup rounds. (Plus, as the three who are going play for different nations, there’s no chance all three will be there all the way to the final, and as such, all three could be home early.)

Then there’s the energy, the buzz, the super-fitness, that was missing last season, with the 2020 preseason plans left in tatters by Covid protocols, when there already wasn’t enough time to get the stamina up to the levels required for insanely hard pressing that defined the team.

That insane pressing can now return, buoyed by the fans. That pressing could be worth 10-20 points. (Plus, van Dijk’s passing alone feels worth 10 points a season, without getting onto the set-piece threat he, Matip and Konaté could pose. Set-piece goals also take pressure off the strikers. And of course, Liverpool can now send Alisson up for every corner 😉 Career stats: headers: one. Goals: one.)

The home form – imperious under Klopp for about four years until the crowds were kept out – will surely not be as bad again. Last season was terrible for home form for all teams, overall, but it clearly affected Liverpool, as the contrast to the previous seasons was so stark. As Mark Cohen showed in his bumper season preview, it was a total outlier. That weird run of losses would surely never have occurred with a full Anfield.

And so, imagine if Liverpool had actually just signed van Dijk, Gomez, Matip, Thiago, Tsmikas, Konaté, Elliott, Keita, Davies, Jota, Minamino, Oxlade-Chamberlain, Henderson, Woodburn and Gordon, for £350m. Everyone would be going insane with joy.

Yet the Reds have essentially done that, compared to what was seen for a lot of last season – and unlike new signings, they are bedded in, and committed. They know the club, the pressure, the tactics, the pressing, the movement, the ethos. They can hit the ground running. (Although van Dijk and Gomez are a couple of weeks behind the others in terms of fitness work.)

Of course, another dozen injuries could occur – but if so, that would be hard for any club to deal with. Take away all the best players from any team and it will obviously get weaker.

One of the issues last year was how many players were on the end of bad tackles or unfortunate falls, rather than an excess of muscle injuries through bad preparation (albeit the lack of a proper preseason didn’t help). If the same players, or the few key players who escaped them last season, succumb again, then apart from those recovering from surgeries that carry some risk of recurrence, that could also be bad luck.

Teams can often carry on without two or three major players, but for shorter periods; half the squad, for longer periods, is near impossible for any club to deal with.

(People outside of this site still talk to me as if van Dijk was the only player missing last season. The Reds were top of the league months after he got injured. The much bigger problem was all the other players getting injured too. Again, Liverpool were top without van Dijk, Thiago and others, but once Matip joined Gomez, Jota and others in falling, it was a bridge too far.)

So far, missing Andy Robertson for a few games is nothing too great to fear, especially as Tsimikas looked so sharp in preseason, and arguably attacks even better, with the ability to dribble infield and deliver a wider range of crosses; but Robertson is still the more dogged defender and gutsy competitor.

For so many pundits to write Liverpool off is absurd; the only senior player to arrive when winning the league was a reserve keeper. (Plus, Minamino halfway through.) With no new outfield players to integrate, Liverpool racked up 26 wins and a draw from their first 27 games – taking 79 points out of 81 on offer, and reached 30 league wins faster than any team in English top-flight history.

A fit squad, that is settled and fully on the same wavelength, and has what I call a Kloppian preseason under their belts, can trump major signings (which isn’t to therefore saying signings are “bad”).

That Liverpool finished 3rd with their 7th and 8th choice centre-backs, and, under pressure, won eight and drew two of the final ten games, despite so many absentees, should remind people what Klopp is capable of, with the tools provided by the people above him at the club, and those he has appointed to work alongside him, including the best coach in football, Pep Lijnders.

Let people write Liverpool off, but don’t ignore that this is largely the title and Champions League-winning squad, and that even since 2019, only Wijnaldum, of the players of note, has left; while only Henderson is older than 30 (he’s 31), so it’s not like we’re talking about Mo Salah, Mané, Matip, Firmino or van Dijk being 34 or 35 and on their last legs.

At 29/30, they are still at their peak, but younger players will be gradually phased in over the next two seasons.

And so, in Wijnaldum, only one first XI player has left since 2019, and he is about to turn 31.

Otherwise it’s been: Dejan Lovren, 4th-choice centre-back, now aged 32; Alberto Moreno, as a largely unused reserve left-back; plus Daniel Sturridge and Adam Lallana, two players now well into their decline (32/33) who barely started games later on at Liverpool, are the other main departures from those two crazily successful seasons.

Players added in that time? Thiago, Jota, Konaté, Elliott, Tsimikas, Gordon, Minamino, as well as the emergence of the brilliant Curtis Jones (for a lad who’s just 20) and Caoimhín Kelleher (aged just 22, the best no.2 the club have had in years), as well as other kids who gained vital first team experience. So the idea that Liverpool have not already been refreshing and revamping is clearly wrong.

Thiago, Jota and Konaté are all better and younger than the players they replaced, while the others are longer-term investments, with a couple of potential future superstars – and in the case of Elliott, someone who looks ready now.

Yes, rivals have also strengthened, but they have to integrate all the new players, and they don’t have the kind of returning brilliance that the Reds do. I wouldn’t make Liverpool favourites, but to write off the Reds seems weird to me.

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