It took Darwin Nunez 13 minutes to score his first English Premier League goal, but it came in the 64th minute because he was brought in as an £85m super substitute during a fast-paced match at Craven College that saw Liverpool and the newly promoted Fulham finish. in a 2-2 draw. This is the first game of the season, so Reds fans can take solace in that, or, you know, repeat “It’s early” until the words lose their meaning and appear to be misspelled.
However, this is not an overreaction post or a takedown of Jurgen Klopp’s decision to treat the game as if it were a mid-season or midweek game that could be won by just showing up. Instead, let’s just marvel that Nunez opens up his LFC and EPL account in the most brazen way.
I don’t mind the minuscule deflections the ball took to end up on the heel of the Uruguayan’s right boot before being expertly thrown. That ability is disgusting in many ways. The man is a professional striker. The only thing dirtier than his debut goal in west London on Saturday morning was Fulham striker Aleksandar Mitrović.
Serbian big boy Trent Alexander-Arnold for the opening score of the contest, a header from a looping cross, and then took a second-half penalty in the box that earned him a chance from the spot, which got past Allison. take a 2-1 lead.
Here’s his first goal because when you’re responsible for the point your team took last year from last year’s Champions League and EPL runners-up, you deserve some flowers.
Mo Salah was able to equalize a few minutes later, extending his scoring streak in the first game to six. Aside from a Jordan Henderson Hail Mary hitting the top of the frame, Liverpool did not threaten again as the home team were happy playing and earning a deserved draw.
After the game, Klopp gave a meandering response for leaving his expensive new toy out of the starting 11.
If the parallels to this week’s Community Shield win over Man City and subsequent brain fart against a lesser opponent weren’t as apt from last season, I wouldn’t point them out. The Reds take down the unforgiving machine for an unimportant trophy and then look away from the ball long enough to get slapped in the face with it.
The EPL race was down to one point a season ago, and Liverpool will probably be in the all too familiar position of admiring Man City in the standings after Sunday, but that’s neither here nor there. It’s early, it’s early, it’s early.