I'm Baaaaccckkkkk......

Ok, I am back from volunteering at a community camp all last week. It was great.

Challenging. But Great.

Anyway, its a new football season, and I look forward to this time of the year, every year.

However, I think I am the only one in my household who does. When my beloved Liverpool are on the TV, don't talk to me. Don't look at me. Don't even think about me. I am not interested in hearing anything.

And heaven help you if Liverpool lose. Depending on who we are playing, and what the competition is, I can be mad for weeks... Or on the flip side, I can be happy for months... (Remember Athens 2005 anyone?).

Supporting Liverpool is more than just a hobby... Its a passion. I don't understand what it is that draws me to supporting a football team, after all it is just 22 men kicking a ball around, but then, do I have to understand it? Women collect shoes. The other half has hundreds, but she can only wear one pair at a time. I don't understand it, but I accept it.

I am silently optimistic about our chances for this year. I have hopes that we can challenge for the title this season, and whatever happens, let Man U and Everton be unsuccessful and I will be happy...

COME ON YOU REDS!!!!