“I’m not even a fan—but after what I saw against Andorra, I’m SCREAMING: sign him NOW. If They want to stop Man City and win the league again, this is the ONLY man for the job. He plays like THREE Modrićs rolled into one—unreal vision, insane control, pure class. Miss out on him, and you kiss the treble goodbye. Get him today, and Liverpool become a problem for the whole of Europe. You’ve been warned.”
I’ll be honest—I’ve never counted myself as a Liverpool supporter. On most days, I’d rather see them lose than win. But during that international match against Andorra, everything changed for me. One player’s performance was so extraordinary that I found myself asking the same question over and over: how is this guy not already playing at Anfield?
If Liverpool are serious about knocking Manchester City off their perch, reclaiming the Premier League crown, and making a real push in Europe, then the solution is simple—they must sign him without hesitation. No waiting. No second thoughts.
What unfolded in that match wasn’t just a good showing; it was a statement of intent. He controlled the game with such ease that it almost felt unfair. Every touch seemed effortless, every pass perfectly weighted, and every decision several steps ahead of anyone else on the pitch. He never looked rushed, never looked panicked—just pure brilliance from start to finish.
What made it even more jaw-dropping was the way he dominated the field as though two or three versions of him were playing at once. He had the energy to cover every blade of grass, the composure to dictate the rhythm, and the vision to create chances out of nowhere. It was like watching Luka Modrić at his very best—but younger, sharper, and even hungrier.
Liverpool can’t afford to sit back and hope. Because if they hesitate, clubs like Real Madrid, Bayern Munich, or even Arsenal will swoop in, and missing out could be a costly mistake. Yes, the Reds have revamped their midfield with players like Mac Allister and Szoboszlai, but this guy is different. He’s the one who can slow the game when needed, accelerate it when required, and drop passes that leave defenders stranded. He’s got that arrogance you need to walk into the Etihad and silence the home crowd.
Arne Slot has already injected energy and creativity into Liverpool, but what’s missing is a conductor—a player who can tie it all together. This man could be that heartbeat, the brain in the middle of the chaos, the metronome who makes everything else tick.
And here’s the reality: his price is climbing every day. After what the world saw against Andorra, he won’t be a secret for long. Liverpool can’t risk waiting, because failing to land him could mean saying goodbye not only to the league title but to any dreams of a treble. Let him end up at City or PSG, and for the next decade Liverpool fans will talk about what might have been.
I don’t say this lightly, but if he walks into Anfield this summer, the balance of power in England and Europe shifts instantly. It won’t just be Liverpool who feel it—every rival will. And if you support another club, you should probably start worrying now.
