Jürgen Klopp, the blame game and a Red Machine that’s hit the wall

Chin up, lads. Photograph: Javier García/Shutterstock

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Where did that smile go? Down at Brighton, Jürgen Klopp looked to be pondering a running jump into the English Channel. “Really bad,” groaned Jürg. “Sorry,” he wailed at another point. “I can’t remember a worse game,” he sobbed. “I honestly can’t. And I mean all, not only Liverpool. I can’t remember. And that’s my responsibility.”