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Sherlock’s reaction to meeting Richard Brook
Did anyone else notice he actually looks almost pleased with this development (because it’s so clever) until Moriarty starts trying to convince John…
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24 Hours of Stevie → 12am: Happy Birthday, Stevie!
“He hasn’t so much worn his heart on his sleeve during his 13 years in the first team as pour mind, body and soul into every expression, on and off the pitch…”
Happy Birthday, Stevie. A few weeks ago, I began to lose faith and belief in the presence of romanticism in football. I started to feel it right after we lost that trophy around a month ago. I was just so, so confused. I felt as if everything on that day - and everything that had happened in the last decade - pointed to a Liverpool win, but sadly, it did not. It was then that I began to realize that football is not a sport that is won based on how many karma points you rack up, not on your history, not on the rivalry you have with a certain team. I learned not to be so naive in thinking that everything in football was fated, and that football was, indeed, a sport, and not something scripted - even though it does look like it sometimes. But then I began to realize that even if football was fated and if everything did happen based on karma points and things that were “meant to be,” you’d have won all your league titles and such. You, of all people, should be thinking about things like this - not me. You would have so much more if football were a perfect world, if trophies weren’t won by teams who had shelled out billions of pounds, or by teams who didn’t “deserve” to win it (a very loose definition). But my biggest wish for you right now is for football to finally pick its feet up with its romanticism, to right it. The romanticism was there in Istanbul, it was there in Cardiff, and it’s carried by you from time to time. I see flashes of it, but not enough to stay. It’s never enough, is it? You do so much, yet get so little of it. There are so many less deserving players than you who seem to just get everything. But who am I to say that that’s wrong, that it’s you who deserves everything? I just hope that some day soon, football will finally see that it’s you, Stevie, who deservesthe utmost happiness. More so, I believe, than any footballer right now.
Because you deserve all the happiness in the world.
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