The pair, who left Anfield last summer, take on league leaders Manchester City and can hand the Merseysiders the chance to claim the title should they win at the Etihad StadiumDetails
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Liverpool must hope Manchester City lose on the last day of the season if they are to have any hope of winning the Premier League title – and they will be looking to a pair of former players to help them out.Details
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By Anthony Stanley (TTT Subscriber Dannyluke10): Part 2: Jordan Henderson. “Thank you very much for buying Hendo…” – Sunderland fans singing (to the obvious tune) in 2011. It doesn’t require a huge leap of imagination to picture the scene. The autumnal sun streams through the Melwood window, bathing those within Brendan Rodgers’ office in a warm light. Jordan Henderson doesn’t feel the comfort of the sun as he sits, mouth agape and head slightly bowed, as his manager delivers the news. He can feel the spectre of Shankly as the legendary former Liverpool manager peers down from the picture on the wall, radiant smile in stark contrast to Henderson’s slowly spreading coldness. Jordan’s anxiety cannot be kept from his crestfallen face as he attempts to come to grips with the utterance that has come from the gaffer’s lips. Henderson takes a swallow to clear his mouth of saliva, licks his lips carefully as he tries to find the words and then lifts his head to confront Rodgers before rhetorically asking: “Clint fucking Dempsey. Really?” Okay, it’s possible that the last sentence is stretching the boundaries of probability to breaking point, but it’s hard to imagine a greater kick in the teeth than, just a year after signing for one of Europe’s most successful clubs for a fee north of £16 million, being told that you may be essentially a makeweight in a bid to sign a twenty-nine-year-old jobbing forward. But if Jordan Henderson was hurt, perhaps he shouldn’t have been incredulous; his debut season had been an underwhelming one. Shunted between the right wing and his favoured central midfield position, his confidence, as the season progressed, appeared to be visibly draining away. It looked like the club was too big for him as he stagnated and sometimes went missing for several entire ninety minutes at a time. He was rarely spectacularly bad because a lot of the times one could be forgiven for forgetting that he was actually on the pitch; his passing was invariably the ‘safe option’ (football code for two yards to the side or back), he played ultra-conservative and there rarely seemed to be any conviction in his play. He appeared overawed by the dominant personalities with whom he shared a dressing room and a football pitch. The Liverpool Echo’s James Pearce noted that Jordan “looked like a rabbit caught in the headlights; passes would inevitably go sideways rather than forwards”. Moreover, almost by default as the season entered its closing stages, he was bracketed with the rest of the Comolli/Dalglish summer signings; Charlie Adam – nothing wrong with his ability but sometimes absolutely tragic decision- making and Stewart Downing – a player who looked like he had the mentality of an average supporter plucked from the terraces to, overnight, wear the Liver bird on his chest. And to compound matters Henderson, along with the other British arrivals, was compared unfavourably to the signings undertaken by our rivals, Juan Mata to Chelsea and Van der Vaart to Tottenham being examples (supporters generally don’t take wages into account when voicing their ire at a perceived poor signing or a failure to procure a ‘big name’). Finally, the one success from Roy Hodgson’s disastrous transfer policy, and a player who was popular with the Liverpool fans, Raul Meireles, was moved on to Chelsea, seemingly to accommodate Jordan’s arrival. That we were paying for potential with Henderson rather than the finished product was not in doubt but the young midfielder almost found the fates conspiring against him from day one. If ever a transfer seemed doomed to failure than this was it. Football is all about ifs and buts; the aforementioned Downing’s rocket against Sunderland in his first Premier League start goes in instead of slamming against the woodwork and we may have seen a different player. The Liverpool team in general had quite a few of these moments in the 2011-12 season and Henderson struggled to settle (despite an early season goal taken with aplomb) and sometimes you could almost see a grey cloud of nerves and anxiety hanging over his head. Being played out of position obviously didn’t help and the question many supporters asked was why not just buy a specialist right midfielder rather than a central one shifted to the right. The position he played in patently didn’t suit his strengths and it wasn’t long before he became a nexus point for the frustrations that were increasingly felt by many Kopites. With Dalglish rarely playing Maxi and Dirk Kuyt (the most obvious candidates for a right midfield berth and both having proven to be a precious source of goals), the team were chronically reliant on Suarez. In trying to accommodate Andy Carroll, Liverpool weren’t playing to the Uruguayan’s strengths and this was also a stage in the controversial forward’s evolution when he was not seen as a natural goal scorer. So there was massive pressure on Henderson (along with Adam and Downing) to deliver in this area; Adam met with some limited success but unfortunately goal scoring had never been in Henderson’s locker as a young central midfielder (six goals in ninety two appearances prior to his Anfield arrival). That this youngster was being asked to be a winger meant that it was unlikely that we’d see the triumphant leap and wide grin that we fleetingly witnessed against Bolton (in fact, Henderson wouldn’t score again until the penultimate game of the season against Chelsea). The rest of this article is for Subscribers only. Member-only content – you need to subscribe to read it ! A subscription costs only £3.50 per month. Find out what you get with your subscription, or Subscribe now.Details
By Anthony Stanley (TTT Subscriber Dannyluke10). “…one of the biggest things that has come out is his ability to learn. If he continues in that vein, he will have a terrific career.” – Brendan Rodgers, September 2012. No.1 – Raheem Sterling Being: Liverpool was – with the possible exception of Liverpool and Swansea fans anyway – the football world’s introduction to Brendan Rodgers. Replete with the melodramatic narration of Clive Owen, it was a PR exercise aimed at an American audience but, to those watching in Britain, it viewed like the unholy offspring of a reality TV programme and The Office. The ghastly (at least on these shores) documentary that would herald the beginning of Brendan Rodgers’ tenure gave the watching media some gleefully accepted snippets of often cringe-inducing moments. From the now infamous ‘three names in an envelope’ to the head-scratching musings of Brendan himself, it was, to genuine Liverpool supporters who were behind the new boss, a slightly surreal disaster with very few redemptive qualities. Rodgers, still coming to grips with this giant goldfish bowl he’d found himself in, was castigated in the tabloid media as the new David Brent. This moniker would persist until this season when even the Ulsterman’s most ardent critics had to accept that he may actually know what he is doing. The proof, after all, was in the thrilling and potent (if slightly baseless) pudding. But for all the stick this programme enabled Rodgers to receive from rivals’ slavering fans, one moment that was caught in the documentary would show the Reds manager in a far different light – one that was in his field of excellence. Not only working with talented young men on the training ground, but managing them effectively. Raheem Sterling may have been forgiven for thinking that the coming season would not be one where his massive potential was finally delivered upon. After all, a very public dressing down from his new manager in front of the Fox cameras would not, one would have thought, be typically conducive to the first stirrings of a season to remember. To put it bluntly, Rodgers laid into the eighteen-year-old Sterling and didn’t pull any punches: “You need to improve your attitude. If you say ‘steady’ to me again when I say something to you, you’ll be on the first flight home”. Here was a young manager completely secure in his role and ready to tell a prodigious talent – even before his career had properly started – what was expected of him. This would be our first glimpse of a manager to be respected; a far cry from the Brent caricature with which the media wished to paint him. This was Brendan Rodgers in his natural habitat – not cast upon the grim and dubious mercies of a network camera, but doing in many ways what actually got him the job in the first place; his expertise in dealing with young talent. And over the next year and a half, Raheem Sterling would reap the benefits of this. During lean times, the expectation levels on the next potential saviour that is due to step up from the reserves often go through the roof, typically rising exponentially the more miserable the first team’s form. The trauma of the Souness years was tempered in the eyes of Kop veterans by the fact that there was a kid kicking his heels in the reserves who may be ready to step up. This kid was rumoured to be very, very special and so it proved when one Robbie Fowler entered the fray. As Souness gave way to Roy Evans and the latter – after a very promising few seasons – started to encounter problems, the whisperings around the terraces were of Michael Owen, the latest boy wonder who would propel the Reds to league glory. The indifferent form that categorised much of Gerard Houllier’s early reign was made easier to bear as Steven Gerrard strode towards the first team and legendary status. Raheem Sterling was of similar ilk, carved from the same dreams and hopes of many Kopites. Of course, having the twin cash cow colossi of City and Chelsea (not to mention Manchester United and Arsenal), with all their financial muscle, merely added to the need to have a superstar in waiting ready to come through. We needed him to succeed and so, like Owen and Fowler – and before most Liverpool fans had witnessed him actually playing – this skinny, diminutive seventeen-year-old found himself encountering feverish levels of expectations. The fact that he’d yet to make a first team appearance didn’t appear to damper our hopes. Despite Liverpool’s league form fizzling out from January 2012, Sterling, save for a few substitute cameos, would not get a chance in the first team until Brendan Rodgers took over. The not inconsiderable challenge of the Premier League champions would be Sterling’s baptism of fire. Here, in his second league game in charge of Liverpool, Rodgers showed his courage; the underperforming and frustrating Downing was left on the bench in place of this exciting but largely untried youngster. And Sterling responded with a display of moral courage, pace and skill. Overall, the team’s performance was a vastly encouraging one but it was Sterling who sparkled, shimmied and shimmered, showing an irrepressible resolve that belied his tender years, to get hold of the ball and take defenders on. The selection of Sterling against the reigning champions of England was one that, to me at least, was a seminal moment in Rodgers’ embryonic tenure. Here we had a manager not afraid to take risks, to ‘go for it’ and this was as refreshing as the performance of his young charge in the game itself. Stewart Downing had frustrated fans to a massive degree but he would have been the safe option for this match. In the previous game – Brendan’s first Premier League game in charge – Liverpool had been humbled by West Bromwich Albion. Now, eight days later, Rodgers was prepared to defy convention and unleash Sterling on City. It was one of those moments that will live with me for a long time; my fear and trepidation at what was to come as we faced the City behemoth allayed hugely by this growing sense of hope and a strange, eerily alien sensation, optimism. The rest of this article is for Subscribers only. Member-only content – you need to subscribe to read it ! 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Stewart Downing admits he was happy to get away from Liverpool after signing for West Ham United in the summer.Details
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