Billionaire Elon Musk has been linked to buying Liverpool FC. AFP Photo

Paul Kennedy

Just about every football fan these days wants to wake up to the news that one of the world’s richest men is interested in buying your club.

In a game where money clearly talks, that’s the headline we all want to see.

And that’s exactly what happened to me this week. Immediately my mind started racing about all the mega signings coming our way, the amazing stadium that will be built, and how my team is about to dominate world football forever and a day.

Then, as I gradually awoke fully, wiped the sleep from my eyes, and read the story in more detail, reality set in.

The particular Mr Moneybags showing an interest in purchasing Liverpool FC is none other than the pot-bellied billionaire Elon Musk.

Bang. Back down to earth with a bump as big as the South African’s stomach.

Now some could argue that his money is as green as anyone’s, and with a reported $425 billion burning a hole in his wallet, he certainly can afford to splash the cash.

But I don’t think there’s a single, solitary, right-thinking football fan on the planet who would want this megalomaniac in charge of their club.

This week, Musk’s father Errol hinted in an interview that his son could be interested in buying Liverpool FC, adding that the Musk family has strong connections to the city.

Now while it is very true that his grandmother Cora Amelia Robinson was indeed born in Liverpool, my sources with an ear on the ground say there is little to zero chance of this ever happening.

But what if it did? What if this man with one foot firmly planted in the White House did actually buy Liverpool?

It would be bonkers.

Chances are he’ll want to rename the team simply ‘L’, the coach used to take the players from game to game will be replaced by some sort of futuristic cyberbus, and ticket priority will only be afforded to fans who drive a Tesla.

Musk himself will probably want to coach the team, and play. The kit will be sponsored by X and chances are the ground will be named SpaceX, with the pitch doubling up as a rocket launch pad during the off-season.

Forget about the Champions League, he'll for sure try to get Liverpool to enter the World Cup and probably the Super Bowl as well.

But on the plus side, players’ salaries won’t be a problem, and I’m sure he’ll quickly pay the top stars whatever they want to stay.

Although I doubt a certain Egyptian striker would be happy with the clause in his contract that requires him to change his name to Mohammed TES-alah.