Rodgers took all the lads to London last night, to The Whiskey Mist.
Apparently prompted by the fear that the first team didn't even know the reserve team player's names, BR decided to take everyone out on a massive piss up / bonding exercise in one of them nightclubs were people either get photographed fingering supermodels or shot in the head.
Heard they wound Gerrard and Carra up that they had to get the bar bill, 6 grand each, as captain and vice, but the club got it in the end.
Reminds me of when Sunderland got twatted 5-0 by Chelsea on the first day of the season and Peter Reid pulled in somewhere off the M6 when he noticed the lads weren't talking to each other, found the nearest pub, gave the landlord a blank cheque and told him to stay open all night. On the downside, John Oster shit his pants. On the plus side, Sunderland started playing very well.
Apparently prompted by the fear that the first team didn't even know the reserve team player's names, BR decided to take everyone out on a massive piss up / bonding exercise in one of them nightclubs were people either get photographed fingering supermodels or shot in the head.
Heard they wound Gerrard and Carra up that they had to get the bar bill, 6 grand each, as captain and vice, but the club got it in the end.
Reminds me of when Sunderland got twatted 5-0 by Chelsea on the first day of the season and Peter Reid pulled in somewhere off the M6 when he noticed the lads weren't talking to each other, found the nearest pub, gave the landlord a blank cheque and told him to stay open all night. On the downside, John Oster shit his pants. On the plus side, Sunderland started playing very well.