Agree there.
It doesn't do justice to that corner to say that it was schoolboy stuff from Barcelona. It was Liverpool's staff noticing Barcelona's time-wasting tactics at throw-ins, corners and free-kicks, then instructing our team and ball staff accordingly that created that goal. It was no fluke. We basically sussed their game, then beat them by countering it very intelligently indeed.
I suspect even in a training routine let alone within the white hot circumstances of that night's unique circumstances, the chances are very slim of the ball boy, Trent and Divock ever recreating the perfection of what they somehow managed individually and collectively to enact in those precious few sensational moments of play.
As it was, everything had to go absolutely perfectly to create what we saw.
I'm not sure why some seem compelled to lay quite so much emphasis on the lethargy of the Barca players. Sure their inability to 'switch on' was an essential component in what took place. It couldn't have happened like it did had they all been tuned in to the cuteness of the ball boy, Trent and Divock. But they weren't. Much in the same way as the rest of us who were there, they were "readying" themselves - if that's the appropriate term considering their collective lethargy - for a Virgil and Matip aerial assault.
The surprise element and the manner of their unreadiness in dealing with what did ensue simply became just one more essential ingredient of the incredible sequence that effectively won us our sixth Euro Cup. Albeit in hindsight an abject failure on their part, in terms purely of the factors which played a part, it was just like the backroom staff's thoroughness, the ball boy's alertness, Trent's unfeasible presence of mind and hugely skilled accomplishment and Divock's corresponding presence of mind and hugely skilled accomplishment.
What a fucking sequence of play it was. Unique in football. And thank fuck for that - as the warm glow continues to sustain us all.
