Liverpool 1 Tottenham 2

So today around 2 PM Dallas time i went absolutely crazy, like clinically insane.  The first sign was an inability to control my breathing, followed by an overwhelming desire to choke a retarded nine year old to death.  Immediately following this psychotic rage my dog Henry began talking to me in Sandskrit for the very first time.  Never knew he could talk much less be fluent in an ancient language.  Henry advised me to take advantage of the rather lax gun laws regarding the purchase of firearms at local gun shows and shoot up any public establishment with the words “hot” , “spur”, or “pavlyuchenklo” in the title.  So be warned on advisement by my clearly demon possessed dog a series of grisly killings will occur in Dallas.  How the hell do you lose a lead in a game in a game where Liverpool clearly dominated?  All I can say to family members of my future victims is Liverpool 1 Tottenham 2.