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DROPPING two points at home to Stoke could be considered unfortunate.
Repeating the feat at home to Fulham would be viewed as worrying. Doing the same against West Ham, and failing to score again into the bargain, is tantamount to a criminal offence.
If we fail to notch up number 19 this season, it's these matches that'll show us where we let it wastefully slip away.

IT'S OFFICIAL. Liverpool are in a bad spell at the moment.
Thankfully, that bad spell is twinned with a professionalism and ability to get results which is just about keeping us on track.
There's no doubt, however, that the unjustified loss to Spurs in the league did more mental damage than we imagined.

THEY always said Houllier had a stubborn struck in him.
As 90 minutes frustrating slipped by on Saturday, it was hard not to conclude that Benitez was displaying a similar trait.

FOR the first time in years, Liverpool can now talk confidently about a genuinely strong title challenge.
Even the most pessimistic of Reds would have found it hard not be won over by the commitment, desire, skill and will to win that saw us pick off Chelsea on Sunday.
Credit to every single player on the pitch who performed as a true team and to Benitez completely trouncing Big Phil in the tactical stakes.

"Any more of this, and I'll be checking into the coronary ward at The Royal," has been the favourite quip of many a Red this weekend.
The number of times we've come from behind this season to snatch a winner in the last 10 minutes is beginning to stretch the boundaries of probability.
We're still not playing particularly well, but at the same time, there's a newfound never-say-die attitude at Liverpool that can only be admired.

Firstly, apologies for a lack of bloggage in recent weeks as I've been sunning myself in warmer climes.
And what a filip to return home to a Liverpool side playing with such belief, purpose, and ultimately, adventure.
Rarely in recent years has a Liverpool win been celebrated with such unbridled abandon when the admirable Dirk snatched all three points for us on Sunday.
From the pits of despair in the first half to a second half onslaught which saw the better side deservedly taking all the spoils.
As one Echo colleague correctly remarked to me today: "We've now got leaders all over the pitch."

AFTER last season's catastrophic start to our Champions League campaign, which left us playing desperate catch-up football for the last three matches, an early three points was the most crucial requirement form last night's visit to Marseille.
It was an interesting evening in many ways, and we were a touch fortunate to walk away with all the spoils after a semi-onslaught from the impressive Frenchmen.

Ah, it tastes sweet doesn't it?
All those years of undeserved defeats at the hands of the lucky Mancs momentarily evaporated on Saturday as we once again bossed them off the park at Anfield.

ROBBIE Keane must wonder who the hell he's signed for.
The centre forward is being told to play as a midfielder, as a left winger, there are balls whistling past his earlobes, and he hardly got one shred of decent service to him all afternoon.
That said, Liverpool fans must wonder who the hell we've brought.
Four yards clear, running in on goal, the supposed lightning quick frontman gets caught by that football legend Nigel Reo-Coker and limps a gilt-edged chance wide.

THREE wins, one draw since the season started. Only one goal conceded.
Joint top of the league and in the Champions League proper.
Yet it all feels so very depressing.