When Leo Lin threaded that razor-sharp pass through, no one saw it coming. It was played into a space completely outside his line of sight—Mané had been fully screened by Firmino.
No one could imagine such a passing lane. A deft delivery struck with the inside of the ankle, even carrying a subtle curve.
The beautiful arc bent around the defender and skimmed along Evans' weaker side, sliding straight into the penalty area!
Mané burst into the box and finished with a textbook low-angle drive, giving the young Ibe a proper lesson in end product!
"Bang!!"
"Beautiful!!!"
"A substitution that cuts like a blade!"
"Mané takes the chance Leo Lin creates the moment he comes on and buries it calmly—an absolutely flawless contribution!"
"That golden chipped pass from Leo Lin was outrageous. How on earth did he see into his blind spot?"
Commentators everywhere were replaying and dissecting the pass. No one had expected Leo Lin to produce an assist like that from a blind-side angle.
It wasn't just penetrative—it completely defied imagination.
"How did he even see that? I honestly can't picture it."
"If you've ever played in midfield, you know just how insanely difficult that pass is."
"He even added curve to it on purpose, just to stop Evans from cutting it out early."
After scoring, Mané didn't celebrate immediately. He stood there with both hands on his head, disbelief written all over his face.
Then he pointed straight at Leo Lin, dropped to one knee, and performed a playful shoe-shining celebration.
Leo Lin rested one foot on Mané's knee, chin held high, looking utterly relaxed and confident as the broadcast cameras locked onto the moment.
In the livestream chat, Liverpool fans finally breathed easy and erupted in celebration.
"Such a tough game, and they finally break the deadlock—once the first goes in, the second and third will follow!"
"Perfect performance, brilliant goal. I seriously think someone should check whether Leo Lin has a third eye!"
"I always thought vision was Leo Lin's weakness. His passing was accurate within his field of view, but lacked range—but this pass completely changed my opinion."
"A terrifying thought… it looks like Leo Lin has unlocked yet another skill!"
Up in the stands, Barnett looked thoroughly satisfied, clapping repeatedly and nodding in approval.
That assist pushed Leo Lin one step closer to the Golden Boy Award.
Liverpool's players all knew exactly what Leo Lin needed at this stage. Once play resumed, they kept the pressure on, committing numbers forward and attacking relentlessly. Through constant movement, they stretched West Brom's back line again and again, searching for more space to score.
And Leo Lin continued to put his extraordinary vision on full display.
79th minute!
Mignolet sent a pinpoint long pass out to the right, perfectly finding the overlapping Arnold.
Arnold took it in stride and charged forward down the flank at pace.
In just a few strides, he was deep in the attacking half, and Liverpool's shape expanded with him.
The front three surged forward aggressively—this was a pattern they had drilled countless times.
As they pushed up, West Brom's defensive line was flattened once again. And once a back line loses its depth, midfield runners arriving late suddenly find shooting lanes.
Leo Lin powered forward with long strides, using clever off-the-ball movement to shake off Livermore.
With his back to goal, he held off the defender and raised his hand. Arnold immediately cut the ball back into Leo Lin's path!
Leo Lin took the pass, turned smoothly, carried the ball inside, adjusted with one step—and then lifted his foot and struck toward the top-right corner!
A perfectly shaped curling shot bent toward the upper corner!
The reception and turn were pure silk, as if Zidane himself had possessed him.
The shot wasn't hit with brute force, but the huge swing of his lower leg generated tremendous speed, sending the ball flying.
Ben Foster stood rooted to the spot, completely helpless!
"Swish!!!"
Goal!
Leo Lin finally relaxed, a broad smile breaking across his face as he sprinted to the touchline and launched into an emphatic knee slide—still elegant, still unmistakably his own.
Teammates followed, sliding in behind him as Liverpool celebrated in full voice.
Two goals ahead, Liverpool deliberately slowed the tempo, no longer committing to all-out attacks.
They controlled the rhythm, stretched the game patiently, and denied West Brom any chance to counter, forcing them to gradually accept the outcome.
At the final whistle, Liverpool cruised to a 2–0 victory over West Brom, securing their fifteenth Premier League win and staying firmly on top of the table.
Just three days later, the 16th round of the league arrived, with Stoke City as the opposition.
This time, Klopp named a full-strength lineup, going all out to attack Stoke City.
Stoke boasted a glamorous attacking line—Crouch, Shaqiri, and Choupo-Moting—but their midfield and defense were so poor that even when they scored, they almost always conceded more. As a result, they sat second from bottom in the standings.
Against a team like that, there was only one answer: go toe-to-toe and outgun them.
From kickoff, Liverpool unleashed wave after wave of attacks, with Leo Lin at the center of everything. The match quickly turned into a near-constant half-pitch siege.
Leo Lin pushed extremely high up the field, no longer looking like a midfielder but more like a shadow striker, occupying the space around the edge of Stoke City's box and constantly hunting for chances.
Again and again, he made reverse runs to burst into the penalty area.
Stoke City's defense collapsed quickly. In the 21st minute, Leo Lin and Firmino combined at the top of the box with a slick wall pass.
Firmino laid it off perfectly, setting the ball up like a cannon on a stand. Leo Lin arrived and smashed a low drive home!
1–0!
Then in the 35th minute, Salah converted a direct free kick to make it 2–0.
After halftime, Liverpool continued to dictate the tempo.
In the 60th minute, Leo Lin whipped in a cross from the flank, assisting Firmino's header and sealing the score at 3–0.
Liverpool stormed to back-to-back league wins, with Leo Lin once again delivering an outstanding performance.
On November 25, in the EFL Cup knockout tie against Derby County, Liverpool fielded a fully rotated lineup yet still won 3–1, comfortably advancing to the next round.
With November's fixtures complete, Leo Lin's superb league form powered Liverpool through opponents on multiple fronts. Their relentless charge left fans exhilarated by just how dominant they looked.
And with that, all teams officially entered December—the most anticipated stretch of the English season. The festive fixtures stacked up like the layers of a Christmas tree, and every team had to climb it step by step, defeating opponent after opponent.
Only then could they pluck the fruit at the very top.
Sweet, rich, delicious fruits of victory.
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