It covers all sorts. Numerous pieces on the Golden Generation (Cole, Terry, Ferdinand, Gerrard and Carragher all have pieces about them) whilst politics come back time and again be it in the politics of the game or the intrusion of politics within the game.
Looking back I'm probably a little surprised at the range and disappointed I wrote so little. If only there were more time. If only my brain could think up more thoughts.
That said, I would like to thank all my readers, those who comment on the pieces (blogging is better with comments!) and all those who have inspired thoughts either here or on Twitter. I enjoy writing the pieces enormously and I always learn something from the views of others. I hope you enjoy reading the blog as much as I enjoy writing it and hope that you continue to do so for some time yet.
Have a great summer!
In the heady post-Olympic days when for a few brief moments Britain thought it could beat the crisis simply by being bloody brilliant and jolly my readers returned for the usual mix of nostalgia, footballing politics and unfinished sentences.
First up, a piece on that hoary old candard: Where next for Joe Cole? We've been writing that piece for a decade now and probably will be for decades to come.
The major news in football in September was the publication of The Hillsborough Independent Panel. Each revelation about the wicked competence of the authorities is more devastating than the last.
In the light of the FA's findings in the Terry case I wrote on him. Captain. Leader. Legend?.
Considering Joe Cole earlier in the season led me to think what happened to the other boys who were tipped for greatness and did not succeed. The Lost Boys followed.
I've long thought that Robert Baggio should be more highly rated and he was unfortunate to be remembered for the ''Kick heard around the world'.
As a teenager during the Big Breakfast years I couldn't resist this pun when considering Rio Ferdinand and his treatment by Roy Hodgson ''His name is Rio and he's watching from the stands''. More thoughts on Ferdinand followed later in the month.
There are many reasons why the Scotland team isn't as good as it used to be. I blame the fall of Eastern European communism in this piece. That said, I still called for Craig Levein's head in ''Time to say goodbye''. In happier news, I finished the month with some thoughts on what it must be like to be Lionel Messi's hero.
The field of candidates for the Scotland job left me unimpressed so I suggested Rafa Benitez for the job. Dear Santa. I also hoped that Scotland's interim manager had been a little braver than he was.
The most read piece of the year was one imploring people to ''Save our Hearts''. This was followed by a lengthy piece defending Steven Gerrard. After a discussion on what is acceptable at football grounds we finished on November with a piece asking which of football's laws should be changed.
Always a quiet month at LBITCR as it is dominated by the Bumper Christmas Quiz. All we had (bar the most popular quiz I've run so far) was a very short piece on Messi.
The fifth calendar year of the blog started a book review of ''Does your Rabbi know you're here?'' . This was followed by me imploring football fans to come up with better nicknames for footballers in Strangelove: Or why does Rooney should have a better nickname.
I returned to an old riff in why Liverpool should be a country for old men and, at the other end of the spectrum, pondered the future for one of the club's young talents in Danny Wilson's War.
An analysis of Roman Abramovich in light of Guardiola signing for Bayern Munich in Being Roman was followed by a defence of Ronny Rosenthal. I finished January with an analysis of what Victor Wanyama could offer to Premier League clubs.
The collective breath of the football world was held as Gascoigne seemed to be spinning towards, well, the unthinkable. He is a hero to my generation for all his faults and I couldn't help but write on Gascoigne.
For Liverpool fans, February was the month that Jamie Carragher announced his retirement and I analysed him in We all dream of a team of Carraghers. This was followed by some thoughts on the 1990s and why we overlook Jari Litmanen when we reminisce.
The most important moment in a footballing sense of February 2013 was Robbie Rogers coming out. I've talked consistently about homophobia in the game and a lot of thoughts sprung from that brave action from that brave young man. I revisited what was acceptable at football grounds.
With Di Canio now in a job, I revisited his politics in Di Canio Part II. The news story of the month was Margaret Thatcher's death and I considered how the football world shall remember her (not well).
Nostalgia flowed like a Channel 5 ''Cocks and Clips'' show in The Classified Results whilst I went into some detail to what I should thought should happen to Suarez after his biting of Ivanovic in The Reds' Devil. Bluntly, the FA were making it up as they went along - as the piece shows.
Finally, yet again, I returned to battling homophobia in football and compared the 'Y Word' campaign to the bizarre (and thankfully aborted) anti-homophobia campaign from a few years back.
The first piece in May was a farewell to an adversary covering the biggest story of the footballing year in Fergie's retirement. Given Fergie's Manchester United career was saved because of a cup final win (after one of the great cup finals went to replay) it was appropriate we saw an invigorating FA Cup Final this year.
Returning to the theme of Liverpool signing older players I praised the signing of Kolo Toure. The year finished by the first two posts in a series on the Golden Generation (Part 1 and Part 2).
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