it was the goal that launched a thousand puns. Eye Carumba; The Eyes Have It – look, we’ve all got homes to go to and you can probably do you own. To the delight of pitchside photographers, Firmino then celebrated with a hand over his eye, as if doing the Moorfield test. In fairness, that probably won’t catch on like the antics ripped from Fortnite.
It was a bigger story than just one man, though. For while the winning margin was always going to be slim, the difference between the sides was not.
For the majority of the match, Liverpool overshadowed the PSG of Neymar, Mbappe, Edinson Cavani and Angel Di Maria. They dominated the first-half, controlled most of the second and could have scored more. PSG? Most of the second-half spent chasing the game was a crashing disappointment. Indeed it was Liverpool, not them, who first had the ball in the net but Sturridge was ruled to have fouled Areola before Salah tapped the ball in.
It is the intensity that sets Liverpool apart on European nights like this. PSG are not the first opponents, and will certainly not be the last, to endure passages of play when they simply cannot contain them. Roughly half an hour in, Liverpool scored twice in six minutes, and PSG seemed completely rattled by the levels of energy and determination they faced.
Forget the goals for a minute. It was around this time that Liverpool players began tackling each other in their determination to retrieve the ball, on two occasions a tackle sending a team-mate clattering to the floor.
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