Well, well, well, well, well, well.

Yeah, full-time match one, done, busted.

4-1, Liverpool win.

Pretty comfortable really, considering what was a massively, massively sort of thrown together,

makeshift 11, obviously some top quality footballers on the pitch.

No more so than Alar.

I'm going to speak about a lot in just the moment.

But yeah, Liverpool were comfortable and commanding, really,

in large chunks, large portions of the game.

And impressively so.

The makeshifting is never really more evident

than when you see Trayoni, you know, quite cultured,

attacking mind in midfielder, rocking up a centre-to-half-nextacost,

Simrakas, and out and out left back.

But yeah, it was good, really good.

But we have to talk about being about it.

Once again, I feel like every time I do anything in front of the camera or any description

at the moment, he is the name on my lips, everybody's lips.

And he is the real deal.

I've said it before.

I've said it a few times.

I've spoken very highly of him

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