#leeds united fc

[footballers-wags-kids]

23.02.2023

Welcome baby Navey Bear Weller-Ayling to the world 🎉👶🏻🍼💙

Pic: Poppy Weller-Ayling

[millythegoat]

Milly's premier league career so far under one minute

[ouggi]

FT: Chelsea 3-2 Leeds

CHELSEA ARE INTO THE FA CUP QUARTER-FINALS.

[fitfootballers]

Throwback Thursday - Vinnie Jones 🔥

[chelseajackarmy]

[calciopics]

Born on this day: Millie Bright (21.08.1993)

[hspn]

Conor Gallagher scores a last-minute winner over Leeds.

[jessethegoat]

of course leeds is there when i'm gone...or am i?

wonder what's stadium they gonna use for the CP away...

[azulera]

fabinho go one game without a yellow card challenge

[millythegoat]

Kloppo 🤝 Marsch

"gib me my lawyer and I'll answer your question"

They're dating btw

Original vids

[live-laugh-loverpool]

Of Nights At Home and Potato Chips

Tags: @millythegoat, @alissonbecksfan234, @moomin279, @rubybecker-rb2

They’d just fired him.

How could this be? What kind of injustice is this?

At first, Jesse Marsch had been angry. He’d blamed the U.S. government, the Premier League, the wind, coffee, referees—you name it, he blamed it. But after a full fifteen minutes of ranting to his wall, Marsch��s fury vanished, leaving behind a giant Leeds-shaped hole in his heart.

He’d thought Leeds would keep him forever. And now it was all gone, stolen from him by some money-loving—

Jesse Marsch! He scolded himself, slapping his own thigh. He was sure the heavy slam had left a bruise, but he didn’t care. He needed to get out of this house, away from this city, somewhere. But where?

Judging by how the news had just come out, news of his sacking was probably on Monday Night Football. That meant wherever Marsch would try to go, somebody would recognize him. That bars out the pub.

He couldn’t breathe anymore. Everything around him served as a symbol of what he’d lost, the life he’d lived for little over a year. He threw together some things in an overnight bag and jumped into his car.

*

Klopp blankly stared out the window of his room. Not his room in Kirkby, which had truthfully become more of a home to him, but the house he’d rented from Rodgers.

He wouldn’t admit this to anybody, but Klopp had completely run out of ideas as to why Liverpool were doing so horribly. So after the Wolves game, Klopp went straight back to his house. He needed to step away from his job, even for half an hour.

As soon as he’d shut the door, though, Klopp had a new problem. The house lacked the sounds of daily life.

There was no sound of Nemmer or Thiago dropping a baking sheet or pot. No sound of Robertson and Alexander-Arnold chattering away, or Tsimikas remixing his rap songs, or Adrian’s snoring. There was no la-la-la from Van Dijk singing in the shower, no boom from Alisson’s ball cannon, not even a hiss from the coffee maker.

It was too quiet…until car tires screeched through the night. Then a car door slammed, and a trunk opened, and something wheeled across the driveway.

Then the doorbell rang.

Klopp jumped from his seat to answer, thinking it was one of the boys or even Lijnders. What he didn’t expect was a groveling American in blue jeans and a gray sweater.

“Take me in, please!!!”

Jesse Marsch was at his doorstep.

Jesse flipping Marsch.

*

“Jesse Marsch!” Klopp exclaimed. “How the hell did you find my house?!”

Marsch didn’t get off the ground. He clung to Klopp, temporarily immobilizing the German. “I don’t know how I got here! I just did!”

Klopp couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “So you arrived at my house without even knowing my address?”

“I was fired,” Marsch moaned, finally removing himself from the ground. “So I came to your place. You’re the only one who let me in—everybody else turned me away.”

“Who did you go to?” If it was one of his boys who’d turned Marsch away and made him this hysterical, then Klopp had a serious talk to give out.

Marsch shrugged, calmer than he’d been at first. “Well…Erik’s, Antonio’s, Ole’s and Gary’s.”

“You do realize that three of those four are Man. U affiliated and the fourth isn’t even in the country, right?”

Klopp could spot Marsch’s flushed face from a mile away. “I guess you’re right. But as long as you’re up…I brought Budweiser.”

“Come in.” Klopp shook his head, opening the door. “You’re lucky I’m not Jose or you wouldn’t have lasted two minutes.”

*

Marsch sat at the counter, watching Klopp grated cheese over a frozen pizza. For a while neither one of them said anything, to each other or to themselves. The only sound was the Parmesan rubbing against the grater and the oven warming up. Once the oven timer signaled that it was ready for the pizza, the talking began.

“So they sacked you,” Klopp began, pouring potato chips into a serving bowl. “I think that sucks.”

He regretted the word choice almost before the words left his mouth. But it seemed like the best way to put it.

“I just don’t get it. I mean, I did the best I could!” Marsch lamented. He didn’t even seem interested in the potato chips. “I saved Leeds from relegation on the final day, and I fell in love with them. Haven’t you ever been sacked?”

“I stepped down from Mainz and Dortmund. But I never got sacked.”

“Well, imagine if they ripped you away from your boys,” Marsch said, slowly nibbling on a chip. “And you left in disgrace from the people who once chanted your name.”

Klopp nodded in understanding. “I hate the thought of that. Couldn’t they give you something? More time, understanding, remembering what you’d done for them before? You were only there for one year.”

Marsch shook his head. “Leeds owners aren’t that understanding. I wish I had your owners.”

“Trust me, you were better off. I speak from experience. At least Man. City's owners allow them to buy players.”

“Their owners got hit with more than 100 charges against Fair Play rules.”

“Fair.” Klopp reached into the bowl only to hit the bottom of it. “More chips?”

Marsch flashed him a lopsided thumbs-up. “Only advantage about this is that we get to eat as many chips as we want.”

[lilymarais]

This match was sooooo good. USA dominated the match. When Grealish and Rashford came on the game started changing for the English side (in a good way)

Happy to see my vote got awarded😃

[ouggi]

In the building

[rangersfc-1872]

📝 Rangers have announced that Glen Kamara has left the club to join Leeds United for an undisclosed fee.

The Finnish midfielder made over 190 appearances for Rangers across five seasons. During his time with Rangers, Kamara won the 2020/21 Scottish Premiership, the 2021/22 Scottish Cup and played part in the team that reached the 2021/22 UEFA Europa League final.

All the best for the future, Glen 💙

[thequietabsolute]

not to alarm you but the last time something this violent happened in Yorkshire it caused a popular rebellion known as the pilgrimage of grace and almost cost henry viii his throne and head 👑

[hspn]

Wesley Fofana scores the only goal of the match against Leeds.

Brother: Oh my god. Me: FOFANAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. Wow, what a header. Great corner from Chilly there too.