It's funny how things work out. One thing we thought we knew for certain was that when Liverpool finally ended their Premier league famine it would be one of the great sporting occasions. Not just the club's fans, but neutrals would also relish the emotional outpouring which followed.
But it's not really turning out that way. John Aldridge hit the nail on the head last week when noting that runs to the title aren't supposed to feel like this. After Watford ended Liverpool's chances of emulating Arsenal's 'invincibles' a great deal of interest has drained away from a title race which ended an awful long time ago.
Liverpool are largely the victims of their own excellence. Their astounding run in the first half of the season, coupled with Manchester City's fall from grace, removed any suspense from the title race much earlier than has ever been the case before.
But for any sporting contest to be truly memorable, an element of competitive tension needs to be present. This season's procession has been infinitely less interesting than last season's nail-biter.
Klopp's team had been so dominant we'd run out of new things to say about them. So there were a couple of weeks when everyone praised Trent Alexander-Arnold to the skies and then a fortnight when everyone hymned the unparalleled greatness of Jordan Henderson. Van Dijk and the three front men had already been done.
The shine has been further removed from things by the successive cup defeats which seem to confirm that the Reds have begun to limp rather than sprint towards the finish line. The FA Cup defeat by Chelsea was moderately wounding, but could be shrugged off on the grounds that nobody cares that much about the old competition these days.
But surrendering the Champions League title in a home defeat to Atletico Madrid is a grievous blow no matter how you look at it. It's less than a year since the greatest European night in Anfield history. Barcelona were unable to defend a 3-0 lead then, whereas a 1-0 lead proved sufficient for Atletico, a much lesser team, to bring the match into extra-time when they came from behind and added insult to injury by winning the game as well as the tie.
The contrast between those two performances suggests that while Liverpool will win the title this season, they were in much better form this time last year. Perhaps that realisation is what provoked Jurgen Klopp's ungracious rant about Atletico's defensive tactics after the game.
And perhaps this exhibition of sour grapes was understandable in the heat of the moment. But what made the complaint seem unworthy of Klopp was its stupidity. Given everything Liverpool have done to top European opposition at Anfield in the past, why in the world would Diego Simeone have adopted any other approach? It also seems a very odd accusation to level at a team that has just scored three goals away from home.
To put the tin hat on things, it's even possible that the season might be called off before Liverpool can take the final steps to the title they've coveted for so long. But what's far more likely is that the crowning moment will take place behind closed doors, that the anticipated wild celebrations in the streets of the city won't happen and that the triumph will be entirely overshadowed by a disease determined to prove that Bill Shankly was wrong when he said football was more important than matters of life and death.
Who'd have thought it would pan out like this? Woody Allen said, paraphrasing a Yiddish proverb, that if you want to make God laugh, you should tell him your plans. Right now, the Big Man seems to be having a great old guffaw at Liverpool's expense.
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