No More Burnley Burnout for the Reds?
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Liverpool’s last season nadir: when Jimmy Traore
failed to clear, hoofed into his own net at Turf Moor
for a shameful exit in the Third Round of the FA Cup.
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Now it’s different, vows Rafa, Champs League magician.
Yet, we failed in Japan, frustrated knocking on the door
of the Sao Paulo goal. . . and what was Pepe Reina doing
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fumbling at Bolton? Comedy of errors with our goalie
and Sammi Hyppia dithering like Traore at Turf Moor!
Save us the humiliation, lads — come out triumphant
¶ 4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 at Luton. Begin the Reds’ march to FA Cup glory!
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