Jurgen Klopp flies to Kabul to watch a young Afghani play football. He is suitably impressed & arranges for the player to come over.
Two weeks later Liverpool are 2-0 down to Everton with only 20 minutes left.
The manager gives the young Afghani striker the nod & on he goes.
The lad is a sensation. He scores 3 goals in 20 minutes & wins the game for Liverpool . The fans are delighted, the players & the coach are delighted & the media love the new star.
When the player comes off the pitch he phones his mum to tell her about his first day in English football.
'Hello mum, guess what?' he says 'I played for 20 minutes today, we were 2 - 0 down but I scored 3, they call it a hat-trick, & we won. Everybody loves me, the fans, the press, they all love me.'
'Just wonderful,' says his mum, 'Let me tell you about my day
Your father got shot in the street, your sister & I were ambushed & assaulted.
Your brother has joined a local gang of looters & set fire to some buildings & all while you tell me that you were having a great time!!'
The young lad is very upset. 'What can I say mum, but I'm really sorry.'
Sorry?!!! Sorry?!!!' says his mum.
'It's your bloody fault we came to Liverpool in the first place!'