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Like a spider trapped in a bath tub, Gerrard showed all of the characteristics of a man struggling to find a way out of the never-ending pit of imprisonment that he has allowed himself to fall into. As he steels himself yet again to attempt the near impossible climb up to safety and towards freedom, he reflects on the extent of his own failures and how far he has fallen. He also curses himself for dropping into the trap yet again, and like the spider he cannot understand the concept of slippy surfaces.
"That metaphor doesn't work," Gerrard thinks to himself. But then again, as shown for a second Sunday in as many years; neither does Gerrard.
Maybe he is secretly incredibly religious, and thus deeply offended that he is contractually obligated to play football on what is his Lord's day of rest? Maybe this, combined with Brendan Rodgers - a false idol in Gerrard's eyes - demanding that every player worship the ground he walks on and partake in daily prayer sessions towards the gigantic painting of the Liverpool manager riding a horse shaped Mighty Red, has brought Gerrard to breaking point? Maybe this Sunday was the final chapter in the on-going battle of the religions at Anfield, and Gerrard had finally decided to stand up tall and scream "NO MORE!" against the tyrannical oppression of the Anfield religion known simply as "Brendan's Church of I'm Brilliant"?
We may never know. We will probably never care.
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