BRENT A GOB: This week, Harry's going after Mo Salah following his explosive Liverpool interview at the weekend - and at the FIFA World Cup draw
13:59, 11 Dec 2025Updated 14:00, 11 Dec 2025
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It's been discussed to death but I've got to talk about Mo Salah – or should I say Mo Sal-waaah, patron saint of self-pity and part-time penalty merchant.
The pass-allergic prima donna went thermo-nuclear on Saturday, torching Liverpool, Arne Slot and anything within moaning distance, wailing about broken relationships and how he's been "thrown under the bus."
The crime?… [**checks notes**]… He got benched. For three games. Quick, somebody phone Amnesty International! Get that man a blanket and a cup of hot Ribena!
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Mo Salah's explosive interview proves he only cares about himself, not Liverpool(Image: Getty Images)
With all the self-awareness of a blindfolded toddler sprinting through Piccadilly Circus, Salah tried to argue that Liverpool's slump isn't about him – with the exact theatrics of someone who thinks everything is about him.
It was the footballing equivalent of shouting "Stop paying attention to me!" through a megaphone – you know, the thing Harry and Meghan have built a legacy on.
I mean, if you can't hack a two-week stint on the sidelines after spending half a season more absent than the Champions League in Arsenal's trophy cabinet, you're obviously about as fragile as Romeo Lavia's leg muscles.
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Salah claimed he no longer had a relationship with manager Arne Slot(Image: Getty Images)
He claimed he was too important to fight for his place in the team. Too important to earn it. Too important to, you know, actually perform. That's the sort of delusional entitlement that makes Cristiano Ronaldo insist on taking every free-kick even though he hasn't scored one in about a decade.
What struck me most was the insecurity – rattling on about a make-believe Harry Kane goal drought and pre-emptively accusing Jamie Carragher of slagging him off. His skin must be thinner than Gollum's hair.
Salah has been handed everything at Liverpool. Eight years of worship, loyalty and service on a silver platter. But at the first sign of trouble he folds faster than Superman doing the ironing.
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Salah's Liverpool future is now in serious doubt(Image: Getty Images)
He claims the club have let him down. Yeah – I imagine the feeling's mutual given he's managed just seven goals in the 31 games since Liverpool gave him the fattest contract in Anfield history.
The Reds are knee-deep in crisis, but Salah's only interested in the crisis of Mo Salah. And honestly? That's somehow even sadder than Liverpool's title defence.
At this point, they should treat him like a loose ball in a goalmouth scramble - and hoof him into Row Z.
World Cup bore
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The World Cup draw was, typically, filled with a bunch of unnecessary, over-the-top nonsense(Image: Getty Images)
Did you catch the 2026 World Cup draw last week? Well, you didn't need to – it was more missable than a Darwin Nunez sitter.
As usual, FIFA overstuffed it with a gaggle of tired old men and boobs… a bit like Ruben Amorim does when he's picking his Manchester United team.
Much like watching Tottenham this season, nothing interesting happened for 90 minutes. Donald Trump was there, accepting some knock-off peace prize for the knock-off peace deals he's been brokering. He also kept calling FIFA president Gianni Infantino "Johnny" – which is about right since he looks like a big used condom.
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Donald Trump with 'Johnny' Infantino(Image: Getty Images)
At one point – sandwiched between endless interviews with painfully dull footballers mumbling in foreign languages with no subtitles – Rio Ferdinand explained the absurdly simple World Cup format to a group of 10-year-olds, which made sense given they share the same vocabulary and terrible taste in baseball caps.
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Jonathan Pearce had the Terry Wogan-Eurovision role, narrating the over-the-top, unnecessary nonsense while trying not to sound more bored than a vegan at a barbeque.
Oh, and there was also some rapper who kept screaming "MAKE SOME NOOOISE!" at a room full of 300 middle-aged football executives – which is about as useful as shouting "DO MY TAAAXES" at a goldfish.
All in all, it was a complete waste of time, money and dignity – kind of like Mo Salah's latest Liverpool contract.