It was the 76th minute when Trent Alexander-Arnold whipped off his No 66 shirt to exhibit his cartoonish torso, ran towards the pocket of giddy Liverpool supporters and spread his arms as wide as humanly possible, as if to say: “Well, isn’t this what you came for?” In many ways, yes, Alexander-Arnold’s vicious, unerring strike earned an inevitable victory over a team that lost hope a long, long time ago. “And now you’re going to believe us, we’re gonna win the league,” sang the 3,292 travelling supporters. The only thing is they’re going to have to wait that little bit longer. The crown could arrive as early as Wednesday if Arsenal lose at home to Crystal Palace.
Before a ball had been kicked almost all of the juice of this match had been slowly siphoned out over the course of Arsenal’s victory over Ipswich 134 miles away at Portman Road. Arne Slot said he caught the first 10 minutes before heading into a pre-match meeting and boarding the heavily-branded team bus to the King Power Stadium.
