Liverpool a club transformed – thanks to the saintly Kenny Dalglish
Dalglish's appointment as permanent manager of Liverpool on a three-year contract was as near to a no-brainer as decisions come. It could only have been him
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If there's anyone left who requires a measure of Kenny Dalglish's popularity with supporters of Liverpool Football Club, consider this.
Had the board unveiled their new permanent manager, and that man was José Mourinho, or perchance Pep Guardiola, the appointment would have been greeted with cries of bitter disappointment, if not a nuclear blast of outright hostility. Roy Hodgson keeps some exalted company.
Dalglish's appointment as permanent manager of Liverpool on a three-year contract was as near to a no-brainer as decisions come. It could only have been Dalglish.
Even for a man who won three titles during his first stint in charge of the club, plus another at Blackburn Rovers, his performance since taking over from the hapless Hodgson in early January has been a revelation.
In stark statistical terms, Liverpool's form since the Second Coming of Kenny makes fine reading for a team that found themselves in the relegation zone during the opening exchanges of the season. Over those 16 Premier League games they are second in the league form table, behind only Chelsea. They have the best goal difference in the division. No team have scored as many goals (they have 35 to Chelsea's 31 and champions-elect Manchester United's 30) while only Chelsea have conceded fewer (though Liverpool have eight clean sheets, the best record in the division, to Chelsea's six). During this period, Liverpool have scored in every single league game, a record no other club can boast.
But feelgood stories are never told by numbers alone. Through sheer force of personality, Dalglish has transformed the mood of the club from top to bottom. One of his first main acts was to deal with the hammer blow of losing Fernando Torres, who was no music-hall joke in his Anfield days. Torres's departure could easily have cast a long shadow over the rest of Liverpool's season; instead Dalglish and the director of football, Damien Comolli, acted quickly to reinvest the money in Andy Carroll and the astonishing Luis Suárez. Belief was reborn.
The team were encouraged to play a more expansive, attack-minded brand of football for the first time since the days of Roy Evans. Individual players have clearly benefited from Dalglish's tuition: Maxi RodrÃguez has finally woken up, scoring seven in the past three games; the defensive midfielder Jay Spearing is finally making good on his Mascherano-esque promise; Dirk Kuyt, always industrious, now looks dangerous as well. And confidence has been shown in the kids, with John Flanagan looking eerily assured for an 18-year-old full-back.
Monday evening's rout of Fulham was instructive, and not because of Liverpool's five-goal haul: the players were playing with smiles on their faces – at one point, after making a pig's ear of an attack, Lucas Leiva and Suárez shared a belly laugh together – while the Liverpool support was in audible party mode. True, it's easy to take out the cigar when the game's been won in the opening 16 minutes, but Liverpool have long had a habit of grimly shutting up shop on the few occasions their scoreline has become comfortable. This time they foraged for more goals, a shift of emphasis towards a more entertaining – and ruthless – style.
With Steve Clarke also signed up to take care of defensive duties – arguably Dalglish's blind spot – and money in the pot, hope is returning to Liverpool. The title next year is still a long shot, but not the pipe dream it had been under the morbidly defeatist Hodgson.
There's one big caveat to this: Dalglish has been operating under no pressure whatsoever since taking over in January. The FA Cup was an immediate write-off, Hodgson's last selection knocked out at Manchester United, while the only live trophy contested on Dalglish's watch, the Europa League, culminated in a lame exit to Braga. Should Liverpool start next season slowly, falling out of the title race early doors, expect the football commentariat to wheel out the Dalglish-in-crisis pieces.
But they would miss the point. The genius of the Dalglish appointment is that his mere existence relieves pressure around Anfield: he could take the club down and the crowd would still beatify him. There is a plethora of reasons for this, both logical and emotional, but the whys and wherefores aren't important: he understands the fans, and knows how to press their buttons. Like Liverpool's most sainted manager before him, he makes the people happy.
A simple fact that may take Liverpool a very long way.