I've probably mentioned a few times that my family are scousers, my late grandfather, two uncles and a cousin are or have been season ticket holders, my Dad was an Anfield regular, I witnessed Bill Shankly's farewell, met Bob Paisley and stood on the old Kop. I was indoctrinated in the Liverpool myth from as far back as I can remember. I have fucking cousins named after players.
However I'm the black sheep in the family in that I have strayed from the fold and decided to follow the local game instead, much to the confusion and bemusement of my kin. If Liverpool win the title I'll be happy for the family but nothing more.
I think my background also qualifies me in saying the majority of Liverpool fans (in particular those outside England) are insufferable dicks and the deification, mythology and religious fervour that surrounds the club, I find vaguely nauseating.
And Suarez really is a horrible little prat.