The Spaniards were clearly highly motivated and up for it. Intent on showing the Merseysiders exactly what they were capable of, Valencia passed and moved with impressive precision. Liverpool, on the other hand, often looked mesmerised. They just couldn’t get a foothold in the game.
Liverpool lost by two goals, but with honesty and objectivity I have to admit that it could quite easily have been more.In the aftermath of the match, as the dust settled, and cries of anger rang out as the apparent gulf in class of the two sides was vigorously discussed, the more astute observers were comforted by the knowledge that Liverpool just didn’t get going. It was simply a case of ‘bad day at the office’.
Losing to opposition of the quality of Valencia was no disgrace, and the result did serve one monumental purpose. For the defeat in Spain ensured that the inevitable complacency surfacing in a Liverpool team so accustomed to winning was promptly shattered.
Since the Valencia game the Reds have grown ever stronger, remaining unbeaten whist climbing proudly to the top of the Premiership. We have seen the return of the miserly defence that we all know and love, as well as adjustment to a new style of offensive play.
Wednesday's game gives Liverpool the perfect opportunity to inflict revenge on the Spanish and to demonstrate the progress that has been achieved since their one and only defeat.
Valencia will ask harsh questions of our team, of that there is no doubt. They will mercilessly interrogate Liverpool, poking and probing our defence with the sharpest of implements. But, unlike the first game, fighting fire with fire Liverpool will have the answers.