I am not a Liverpool fan but this week I have crossed a sacred line – and I’m struggling to feel sorryThis column begins with a confession. One I am afraid and not a little ashamed to make. One that my instincts tell me I should be taking to a priest who is bound to silence, or at the very least an understanding therapist. Certainly not to a forum of sports fans with strong opinions and keyboards full of potential swears.Scourging rods at the ready, then: this week I have been wearing a Liverpool top. And I am not a Liverpool fan. Continue reading...