In a game where it was obvious that a moment of brilliance was needed to break the deadlock, Houllier takes 24 million quid's worth of moments of brilliance off the pitch and replaces him with Heskey who spends the rest of the match trying to get the linesman to wave his flag at him.
Maybe Houllier should take Heskey's hand and skip off into the sunset. The man has no idea what he's doing to this club.
Mr. Houllier, we are fighting relegation and at the moment we are losing the fight. Get your derrière in gear!