Author Archives: Ethan Armstrong

Ding dong: the ding dongs are dead. It will be some time before Liverpool supporters know what we’re getting with John Henry and NESV, but we can at least bask in the joy that comes with departure of tweedle-dee and … Continue reading →

  In a handful of days we’ll know whether or not Liverpool FC will have new owners. Whether or not the club will go into administration and be deducted nine points. Whether or not the club will shed the debt … Continue reading →

Despite the miserable performance (and result), I needed those two goals from Steven Gerrard. Badly. After Liverpool’s goalless, soulless visit to Birmingham the previous weekend, I expected Manchester United to annihilate as literally as possible within the law (I hear it’s a … Continue reading →

The kid is back. Throughout last season, Liverpool supporters groaned as Fernando Torres fell again and again into the arms of Ol’ Mistress Injury. We groaned throughout the summer’s World Cup as he looked far from his best and couldn’t find a … Continue reading →

Okay. A late night rant (to be posted in the morning). Before we berate the dubious intentions of a prominent Stateside soccer broadcaster, we should probably first go through that bit where we say that the opinions of Mr Ethan Armstrong don’t … Continue reading →

It’s been a while since I’ve been unable to watch Liverpool’s opening day match live. The last time was 2007 against Aston Villa. It went like this: George (A Mancunian; a regular at the brewery where I bartended; a City diehard; a Setanta subscriber) plopped the tape of … Continue reading →

How did Spain and the Netherlands come to be in the final? How can this be? These are my two favorite National teams to watch (after the USA, of course). These are surely the two greatest footballing countries to have never won a … Continue reading →

Is this World Cup smoking crack? It has been a strange one. Sure, there have been moments of  crisp, clear beauty (beginning with Siphiwe Tshabalala’s screaming torpedo of a shot in the first match), but for me the event has … Continue reading →

  I admit I’ve been spoiled. For most of the past two and half years I’ve enjoyed just about every Liverpool fixture live. No matter my late hours working in restaurants, I’ve usually been able to trek down to our … Continue reading →

Eyjafjallajokull. Yes this is what comes out when I drink too much coffee and then absentmindedly drum my fingers on the keyboard without looking. But it’s also the name of the Icelandic volcano that has been spewing ash into the air causing … Continue reading →

I’m more confused than anything else. In my last post I asked that we maintain the good form, no matter what the outcome of the season. I should have added we must cling to clear-headed decision making from now to … Continue reading →

In my last post (before the United match), I was filled with cautious optimism. But ultimately I had every reason to believe Liverpool would put up a better fight at Old Trafford than they ended up doing. Even when the … Continue reading →

Babel lofted the clearance from deep inside Liverpool’s half. The ball somehow latched on to Torres’ homing beacon. The defender let it bounce. Torres ate it up like a starved Bengal tiger. He kept the other defender just at bay, picked … Continue reading →

Who were we watching? Standing in the pub, we made the irresistible jokes about how Barcelona had flown to Anfield and donned our side’s red jerseys. The Liverpool side that couldn’t carve out a goal against Wigan or Lille was nowhere to be … Continue reading →