Dear King ,
I write to you at a time when there is a renewed optimism around the red half of Merseyside. The messiah has arrived and the second coming of the King has finally happened. We have just drawn our game against Everton and there is renewed optimism clearly visable in the eyes on the players. Before sharing my views, I would obviously mention that there is no one more knowledgable than our king himself. However, my heart still wants to share few things with you.
I used to be a manager of a local football club, I made the club from scratch, we did amazingly well in our local league, the one thing I learnt around there was, Football team is made of the field. I realized with below par players I could beat the good teams, again, the victory was made off the field. It so happened that I started to read the players and the way the conduct themselves, I looked for ways to bond them with each other. Finally, I conducted different off the field programmes to make them feel closer to each other. Soon the until had been converted into gladiators who fought for each other. If someone got sick, we all went to help him, if someone had a family problem, I was the first one to help out. Slowly, I was the first person the players would look up to in any problem.
What I didnt know was that there was this strange bond in our team, which would do miracles on the field. Slowly, when we went to games, I saw if one player lost the ball and did a stupid mistake, the player next to him would make it his obligation to get the ball back for his friend and so he could help out his mate. These things became so evident that, slowly, there was no moaning on a stray pass, but instead a clear telepathy began to show. We felt so united that even the runs became telepathic. The strange thing is that everything was being done off the field.
Then came the day I had a game against a very old club I used to play for but I had to quit and in views of many I was hard done by. They were champions in the league, before playing them I told the lads, " All I ask you today is that when you go off to sleep tonight, there shouldnt be a single bit of power in your limbs, make sure u have exhausted it all " and that " I see 11 lions ready to fight till the last minute". What happened after that was history, we beat them 2-0, the players played for their lives. I never had known, but the players told me after wards , they played this game only for me.
That day I knew, football is not just drills and practises on the filed. Its a lot more, a football teams is a combination of die hard mates who would give their sweat and blood in every tough time for each other. I know in the mordern game that might be difficult to achieve. However, I think the key factor to being a good club and a great club is this factor I already mentioned.
Today I read in the papers about how you went to the academy and bought Suso and Coady to Melwood in your car. This is exactly what we were missing for the last few years, I have noticed, many players going out into the press and calling their manager as their father. I remember many players calling Mr. Wenger a father, also Sir Alex a father. When was the last time a Liverpool manager was called their father by a liverpool player?
From what I see now the tables have turned, we are going back to the basics and you are the best person who can do that. Bulding a football team which has humans involved, until the time robots take over football teams. There has to be team and man management. There has to be a Bond, a unbreakable one.
Lastly, I wish you all the best for the next few games. I hope you can read this one day, I know the chances are negligible. Anyways, I will keep writing maybe one day I get through to you.
All the best My King, Our King!
