
You might have heard some of my thoughts about Torres for Spain during these mid-season international breaks. The waiting and hoping that the boy comes through it without a knock or tear of some type is just excruciating. It's a little like being told there's a national lottery to choose people for random executions. Yeah, you have to go about your business and live your life, but that number could always come up. It's the waiting that's that hardest part.
This applies to a bunch of players, of course. I'm nervous as hell about Gerrard against Slovakia and Ukraine, and I don't want anything to happen to Kuyt when he's off busting ass for Holland. But it's the endless dance of danger Liverpool fans perform regarding Torres when he's doing his duty for Spain. Good lord, it's enough to drive a man to drink – excessively.
Be well, 'Nando. We want to sing for you against Fulham on April 4. And not because we miss you out there.
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I'm pretty sure Rafa gave Skrtel explicit instructions - you leave that Stevie Gerrard alone. If you happen to break Michael Carrick's leg, well, hey, mistakes happen. And just for fun throw the ball at Rooney if you get the chance.
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