Liverpool and Arsenal squared off at a wonderfully vibrant Anfield full of anticipation as the pressure mounts on the Reds to stand up and be counted.

The substitution at Everton had clearly had an effect on Steven Gerrard and shaken him up back into the Stevie G of old, The Gerrard we know can pull the strings and dictate a game from start to end. The Gerrard versus Fabregas encounter brought out the best in Stevie G, and Fabregas was not allowed to conduct the Gunner symphony but did orchestrate and finish a well-taken equalising goal.

Gerrard’s might have been overshadowed but he was not outclassed by any means. John Arne Riise teed up his skipper and Almunia had no time to even move, such was the quality and power of the strike. The goal set Anfield alight, and the Reds fans were back at their vociferous best cheering every tackle, getting behind every attack and shouting ''man on'' like Rafa’s 45 000-strong team of  watchmen.

'Benitez, all footballing expertise aside, seems to be losing his biggest asset, the fans. Visuals of Reds supporters shouting profanities at Riise and Hyypia doesn’t bode well for the Spaniard'


Liverpool have the best supporters in the world, if you just give it your all, they will back you with all they have. And that is the biting truth. Lacklustre players like Riise, Sami Hyypia and falling star Dirk Kuyt have only to look back at their performances and see how little they give to their loyal supporters. Breadcrumbs most of the time.

One thing that has been irking me for a while is the constant blind support for Kuyt to start and indeed complete the entire game. The most commonly used phrase to describe Kuyt is “very hard working”. But Instead of working hard, he should be working smart. We have enough hard-working midfielders, so he renders our strike force a man down when he comes deep and leaves a man less in the strike force to finish off chances.

Yesterday Rafa asked him to take a role on the right, and boy did he do everything other than deliver. He is too slow, his first touch resembles my 14-year-old cousin - and she hardly plays football. Come January, he is one of the players who just aren’t cut out for the new Liverpool post-Yank takeover.