They heard Anfield sing his name. And then they went out, gave everything, and played with fire in their hearts to honour him and Mo, desperate to score one for him too.
Yes, Slot’s subs weren’t perfect. Yes, we’re not fully clicking yet. How could we be, after so long without a proper game since April 27? That will come. What mattered tonight was the three points, and they delivered.
We’ll get sharper, we’ll get stronger. But in all the analysis, criticism, and tactical chatter, it’s easy to lose sight of what’s beyond football, the loss of Diogo Jota, and the weight that puts on everyone around this club.
I couldn’t be prouder of these players, of Anfield, of our supporters. Diogo’s spirit will drive us this season. You saw it in Salah’s hunger to score, just to dedicate it to him.
You saw it in the way Anfield embraced Jota’s family, showing them this will always be their home. That matters more than words.
For you, Diogo. An emotional night. A proper Liverpool performance. Ekitike’s Jota-like finish, Salah’s tears, the tributes from Gakpo, Ekitike, Salah, Van Dijk, all of it for him.
YNWA
