Okay, let’s talk about this ‘liverpool sane’ thing I’ve been trying out. It’s not some official method, just what I started doing because, honestly, following Liverpool was driving me up the wall sometimes. The highs are amazing, sure, but the lows, or even just the plain frustrating games, used to wreck my whole mood.
Getting Started
First thing I did was admit I was getting way too worked up. Every match felt like life or death. Post-game analysis online just turned into shouting matches. My weekends were basically dictated by 90 minutes of football. Not healthy, right? So, I decided I needed to actively do something to keep myself, well, sane.
The Actual Steps I Took
So, here’s what I put into practice, piece by piece:
- Cutting Back the Noise: This was huge. I stopped doom-scrolling Twitter (or X, whatever it is now) for hours before and after games. Especially after a loss. It’s mostly just people yelling. I even muted certain words and unfollowed some super-intense fan accounts. Needed less echo chamber, more reality.
- Watching Differently: During the game itself, I made a real effort to watch the football part, not just the scoreline. Tried to notice formations, how players were moving, the tactical battles. It sounds simple, but it helped detach my raw emotions a tiny bit. Didn’t always work, especially when VAR got involved, let’s be real.
- Post-Match Routine: This was key for me. Win, lose, or draw, once the whistle blew, I made myself get up and do something else entirely. Go for a walk, listen to some music totally unrelated to football, talk to someone about anything but the game. Stopped watching the post-match interviews and pundit arguments immediately after. Let it breathe.
- Choosing Conversations: I realized talking about the game with certain friends just wound me up more. You know the type, everything is a disaster or the best thing ever, no in-between. So, I started limiting those chats right after a match. Found a couple of mates who could actually talk about it more calmly later in the week.
Did It Work?
Mostly, yeah. It’s not like I’m suddenly emotionless. Still shout at the TV, still get gutted by a bad result. But it doesn’t consume me like it used to. The frustration doesn’t linger for days. I feel like I can actually appreciate the good football more, even if the result isn’t perfect.
There were definitely setbacks. Big European nights, or games against rivals… old habits creep back in. You get swept up. It’s not foolproof. It’s an ongoing process, not a switch I flipped.
It’s funny, the real trigger for all this was actually a stupid argument I had. Lost a derby match, had a go with my neighbour about it – he supports the other lot from down the road. Proper shouting match. Didn’t speak for like two weeks. Then I thought, this is ridiculous. Football is meant to be enjoyed, not something that makes you fall out with people you see every day. That’s when I figured I had to sort my own head out about it. So, yeah, ‘liverpool sane’ – just my little project to keep things in perspective.
