This is the team and manager that got to a final of a Champions League, only to see a clown throw in two goals and have their star injured within the first five minutes. They didn't sit and sulk. They thought, "fuck that. We'll win it next year." They picked themselves up, dusted themselves off, and won the fucking thing a year later.
Then, that same year, already up against the most expensively assembled squad of all time, fresh off a record points haul, went the entire season with only 1 defeat, amassing 97 points.
Yet, that wasn't enough. They didn't sit and sulk. They thought, "fuck that. We'll win it next year."
Then they came out and smashed all sorts of records, winning practically every game, and won the fucking league with 7 games to go.
Shall I add the Europa League setback, too? They didn't sit and sulk then, either.
This team can bounce back, and it's pretty fucking hysterical to be questioning their mentality after everything they've achieved and after their third league defeat in two years. Despite how good City are, they've lost 12 in that same timeframe.
I think Klopp and the lads have earned enough goodwill to prevent us from getting hysterical and suicidal after one game, eh?