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Chapter 100 - Chapter 100: You’ll Never Walk Alone!

"Absolutely brilliant, absolutely stunning!!!"

"It's in!!!"

"Liverpool have equalized at home!"

"What a goal from Leo Lin!"

"Wasn't that ball from Emre Can meant for Firmino?"

"But Leo Lin burst forward even faster, leaving almost every defender behind him. And that final take-on inside the box was sensational!"

"Once he had the angle, he hit it first time!"

"He looked at the keeper, but the finish itself was so composed!"

"Ter Stegen didn't even know which way to dive!"

"What a goal from Leo Lin!"

Jon Champion sounded genuinely delighted.

"What a magnificent solo run, what a flawless finish!"

"And I'm sure Emre Can's assist will be talked about by fans for a long, long time!"

Leo Lin sprinted toward the touchline and dropped into a passionate knee slide!

Across live streams everywhere:

"Holy—this kid! Look at this kid!"

"A solo run!!! That's insane! Leo Lin is an absolute beast!"

"This is crazy! That strength, that explosive speed—and he can still adjust his body at full pace!"

"1–1 isn't enough, we need more goals!"

Liverpool fans knew this was Anfield. The more goals Liverpool scored at home, the more the tie tilted in their favor.

The Champions League knockout stage is played over two legs, and every extra goal of advantage matters heading into the return fixture.

After play resumed, both sides were noticeably more cautious for the remainder of the first half. Barcelona, too, seemed unwilling to fully tear the game open.

With the referee's whistle, the first half came to an end, and both teams headed back to the dressing rooms.

"You've done nothing wrong," Klopp said immediately as the players walked in.

"That was the best first half you've played all season," he continued, in his familiar tone.

"I can promise you—you were excellent out there."

"Forget their goal. When the second half starts, we stick to our plan."

"We can be more aggressive down both flanks."

"I want you taking players on one-on-one. Don't be afraid!"

Klopp wanted confidence, not hesitation.

In the live broadcasts, the commentators were also breaking down the first-half performances.

"Whether Emre Can meant that pass for Leo Lin or not, the result was exactly what Liverpool wanted."

"He sprinted that entire distance, and with his first touch he still had the presence of mind to take Piqué on."

"Most players would be gasping for air by then, their minds completely blank—but Lin wasn't affected at all."

"Well played."

"Liverpool's first-half display has really surprised us."

"Against a Barcelona side like this, they've gone toe-to-toe."

Online, fan discussions were heating up, and Liverpool's support was surging.

The second half began quickly, with both teams back on the pitch.

Barcelona showed no intention of easing off, continuing to press aggressively high up the field.

Messi remained lively, while Suárez began to assert himself more and more in attack.

"In the first half, Suárez played more of a supporting role to help Messi create chances, but that balance is clearly starting to change now."

Messi and Suárez constantly interchanged and made diagonal runs in the final third. Barcelona once again looked for vertical combinations—tight, rapid short passes straight through the middle, their trademark weapon.

59th minute!

"Barcelona suddenly pick up the tempo in the attacking third! Suárez makes the run!"

"He cushions it with his chest for Messi—volley on the follow-up!"

"Over the bar."

"Busquets' long passing has always been one of Barcelona's most effective tools for launching attacks!"

63rd minute!

"Busquets turns with the ball—Barcelona transition from defense to attack!"

"Out to the right, the full-back surges forward!"

"A threaded through ball, looking for Messi again!"

"The offside trap is broken—Liverpool's back line is wide open!"

"Messi drives into the box down the right and lifts it with the outside of his foot toward the far post!"

"Suárez!"

"He flicks it with his heel!"

"Beautiful!!!"

"Barcelona score again!!!"

"Suárez finishes with an improvised heel flick!"

"The Uruguayan striker's incredible finishing ability on full display!"

Suárez and Messi embraced as they ran toward the touchline. Suárez instinctively reached to his right as well—but Neymar was no longer there.

The match had taken a turn Liverpool hadn't expected. That sudden second goal put them back on the back foot.

"Liverpool have to equalize quickly if they want to keep their hopes alive."

"And let's be honest—this is still their home ground."

"If they go to Camp Nou for the second leg like this, their performance could easily drop off."

Things looked grim again for Liverpool, but the fans never stopped singing.

All around Anfield, voices rang out tirelessly with "You'll Never Walk Alone." Watching the scene, Jon Champion was visibly moved.

"When you look from afar on the streets of Liverpool and see a sea of red, those are the fans—the supporters of this city in the north of England."

"They may not sing the national anthem."

"But they will always sing 'You'll Never Walk Alone.'"

"That is the spirit of Liverpool supporters—their purest spirit."

And it was that singing that reignited the fire in the Liverpool players.

After play resumed, Leo Lin pushed forward relentlessly once more.

Liverpool's entire shape crept higher and higher, repeatedly crossing the halfway line and pressing into Barcelona's defensive third.

Using attack as defense had always been Liverpool's best form of protection.

Since the restart, Busquets had repeatedly found space through his trademark feints and disguised passes, which only boosted his confidence as he continued to dictate play from deep.

69th minute!

Under pressure, Ter Stegen opted for another short pass. As the lone holding midfielder, Busquets once again took on the responsibility of playing out from the back.

The moment Busquets brought the ball under control, Leo Lin surged forward in long strides!

Sensing danger, Busquets went to his signature feint, trying to sell another fake and shake Leo Lin off his back.

Firmino had already been fooled three times by that move—but those earlier deceptions allowed Leo Lin to read the rhythm of Busquets' feints.

This time, he wasn't biting.

A brutal challenge!

Clean win!

The entire Anfield crowd rose to its feet!

Every eye in the stadium locked onto Leo Lin!

"Oh!"

"Leo Lin wins it back!"

"Liverpool have numbers forward on the counter!"

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