IT felt thrilling, building to this one.
It felt like an event. All the urgency was back, the undertow of the journey was suddenly there. This wasn’t just the idea of Liverpool playing and winning. Not the idea of setting a standard. But the idea of making a point, of pushing a sudden advantage.
There was a vulnerability as well – a side who had stopped this Liverpool from winning twice in their last two outings, something which has verged on unique since Liverpool shipped four at Tottenham Hotspur.
The fever was back. The craving was there. The craving for ever so much. What’s a song without you, indeed. It has never been truer in every sense. I wish we could have been there, you know. The most so far. The most I thought of us and you and them. I wanted us back together all day.
The manager went out of his way in his programme notes to remind us that we are on their minds, like they’re on ours all the time. It was interesting he chose this one to return to that theme. Monday in the autumn gloaming, football when this turns to that is the best time to play football. Let them kick off in the light and finish in the dark.
There is something slightly bittersweet, you know. It is this… This is the best Liverpool side we may ever get to watch.
We haven’t lost being Champions. We haven’t lost that journey that we had since Tottenham Hotspur away in 2017 until Wolves away or until Bournemouth at home or whenever you want. We haven’t lost that night out. We had them, we had them all, had more than most football supporters get, had the ride of our lives, had the absolute ride, the absolute pleasure, the absolute ball. We had that.
But now what is left is the staggering appreciation and the sheer admiration. There should be nothing but homage, and there is nothing but homage tonight because tonight Liverpool were marvellous. They were the architects of their own downfall to slip behind but they showed yet again that they aren’t just the best team in the world at 0-0 but the best team in the world at 1-0 in either direction.
There are sides – in Manchester, in Bavaria, in Barcelona, in Paris – who are better than Liverpool at two goals ahead. When the game is blood and bone, when the game is alive there is no one to rival this Liverpool side on the planet.
And Arsenal played well, played bravely, showed real resilience. In previous seasons Arsenal go in 4-1 down. In previous seasons they wilt second half. But they hung in and looked to hurt Liverpool. They took their gambles and looked not to minimise damage but to maximise reward against risk. They showed and showed.
Kieran Tierney inside and out, Mohamed Elneny scrapping for bits and Alexander Lacazette scrapping on Fabinho all game, accepting he will tend to be second best but that one time in six when he isn’t, well, you never know your luck.
Liverpool had a plan, though. Pierre-Emerick Aubameyang found himself smothered out of the game, one lame cross aside. Naby Keita did a job there which will go unnoticed by most. He held his position marvellously.
Liverpool pressed aggressively but always had one more man just in case. They weren’t going to be played through but acknowledged they could perhaps be played over. The likeliest playmaker for Arsenal was David Luiz. He was the man most likely to unlock The Reds, excepting for The Reds themselves.
That said Liverpool’s goalkeeper had to make an excellent save from Lacazette. He probably didn’t need to make two; the first looked all the world as though it would have been pulled back for an offside but one can’t escape the feeling that the first contributed to the second, something underlined by the camera cutting to Lacazette’s dead-eyed look once he had been substituted.
He’d gone at the best. So had Arsenal throughout. Mohamed Salah carried a ton of threat and played the pass of the match. Sadio Mane throbbed his way through the game, a heart pounding, not to be denied. Roberto Firmino’s movement was electric even when his touch wasn’t. Liverpool should have got themselves out of sight.
But still the full backs; lord the full backs. Liverpool’s a highwire act everywhere you look. Excellence so often is. And tonight, while Andy Robertson showed both sides, we’d do well to just focus on one. His goal was brilliantly taken but his whole performance in the Arsenal half was one of the most switched on footballer you could imagine.
Trent Alexander-Arnold’s technique is off the charts. It allows him to try things number tens would think twice about. It is like having Juan Roman Riquelme playing right back when he has the ball and Cafu when he hasn’t got it.
Diogo Jota turns up and is riveting. Bob Holding watches Sadio go off and matters only get more stressful for him. Jota comes ever so close to scoring one, creating one and getting out the way of Mo Salah for one before he drills it into the bottom corner for his first Liverpool goal. He harried and searched and fouled with the best of them. He clicked.
We haven’t got to Virgil van Dijk pinging it 70 yards all game or Joe Gomez being the second best centre half in the country. We’re glossing over Fabinho’s first-half performance or Gini Wijnaldum’s second half. We aren’t in danger of taking magnificence for granted, far from it, it is just that there is only so much time.
Time. This is what is truly bittersweet. We know enough to know that there is only so much time. These lads are into season four of this, season three of this league brilliance. Savour them. Savour this.
It must be savoured. Promise me you will. We can keep each other honest. I went into the game thinking only about the league table. The league table will be there across the next weeks and months and it will have Liverpool at the very top of it soon enough. I’d be genuinely surprised if not because they aren’t letting up and they aren’t letting us down.
Three down. Thirty-five to go. Thirty-five more times to be wowed and to be wooed. To be thrilled. Thirty-five more times to savour it all.
Let’s not throw any of them away.
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You would do well to watch a highlight reel of the match solely focusing on any given Liverpool player on the pitch. Just watch everything they do for the whole match. Front to back, it would be a masterclass.
Up the Champion Reds.
Great piece Neil, yes this is a team to be savoured.
Fabulous words Neil. My God we were good. That may have been the best all round Liverpool performance since the 5-0 against Forest in the 80s. Total domination of a very good side. I said to my boy tonight, soak this up, it doesn’t come around too often.
So, so, so good. So very satisfying. I don’t want to hex it but if we stay lucky with injuries we can actually win the lot. Let’s hope by the time the lads are collecting the trophies and medals the fans are able to roar and cheer them on. But nothing will diminish this team or this squad. Immense.
I first started going to the match regularly in 1967 and remember the way Shankly’s team simply battered the opposition, sheer will to win, no let up, constant, physical as fu*k. Jurgen’s side has that mentality, but what makes Jurgen’s team special is that it plays football at such a pace, far quicker than Shankly’s team did (or could given the training then). We are so lucky to be around to see this team, albeit on a screen; shame that we have to endure Tyler’s bitterness though.
Really great piece. Thank you. Suffice to say you’ve managed to do justice with your eloquence to a Liverpool performance as complete and mesmerising as any I’ve seen since we came up from the Second Division. Coincidence or what that it was the same scoreline as the very first “complete and mesmerising” Liverpool performance I ever saw – namely the Inter Milan semi in ’65 – and with a defensive booboo allowing a comprehensively outplayed opposition to grab a goal totally against the run of play. Slight contrast in crowd noise of course!! As it it is, as loyal as I am to all the old teams in red I’m thrilled to say I do believe this current bunch is the finest I’ve ever seen. We truly are blessed.