All hail King Eddie – The bringer of dreams | OneFootball

How do you even begin to describe the feeling of finally winning a trophy in modern football?

It’s beyond words, beyond comprehension.

A cocktail of tears and jubilation, disbelief and euphoria—trying to accept that, yes, we have won something.

I won’t go through the game minute by minute; it’s already immortalised everywhere. What matters, is how we did it.

A fitting finale, with Big Dan Burn etching his name into history. And Isak? He’s no longer just one of the best strikers in the world—he is the deadliest.

But make no mistake, the architect of this triumph is Eddie Howe and his coaching team, without question.

The meticulousness of his plan to contain Slot’s Liverpool—a machine that dismantles teams for fun—was beyond description. Oh, to be a fly on the wall when he laid out his battle plan to his trusted lieutenant, Jason Tindall.

And what a plan it was. Executed with the precision of a Swiss timepiece. Salah, Szoboszlai, Mac Allister, Gakpo —nullified. It was as if Howe knew them better than his own son.

The loss at Anfield? A blessing in disguise.

We learned, we adapted. Lost the battle, won the war.

And the sight of tears at Anfield after that crushing loss to PSG? The perfect cherry on top. Physically, they recovered; mentally, they were shattered.

And so, we have a new king of the Tyne—King Edward John Frank Howe, the First.

The Bringer of Dreams. The Quencher of Thirst. The Redeemer of Seventy Years of Pain.

The Destroyer of the Long-Held Myth That Liverpool Could Not Be Beaten.

He did it against all odds. With the left side decimated by injuries and suspensions. He did it with belief, with tactical genius, with a squad that fought like warriors.

All hail King Eddie.

Four finals since the birth of the Premier League era, and this time, we did it.

1995 – Losing 4-3 to Liverpool? Avenged.

Decades of heartbreak at their hands? Avenged.

And now, let this be the launchpad. Champions League is within reach, and at the very least, we’ve secured a Conference League play-off spot.

And let’s take a moment for Tino. There aren’t many full-backs in history who have dominated Salah so comprehensively, but to make it even sweeter—Liverpool never saw it coming. A right-back causing havoc from the left? Salt in the wound. He, like every single player in this squad, is already a legend on the Tyne.

Watching this game felt like déjà vu. Triple déjà vu, in fact. The same dominance we showed against Arsenal, home and away. Every player a warrior. Every role played to perfection.

And just imagine—Carabao Cup winner, Williaaaaaam Osula! In years to come, they’ll all be introduced with that title. The sweet, sweet sound of actually winning something.

Liverpool 1 Newcastle 2 – Sunday 16 March 4.30pm

Goals:

Newcastle United:

Burn 45, Isak 52

Liverpool:

Chiesa 90+4

Possession was Newcastle 34% Liverpool 66%

Total shots were Newcastle 17 Liverpool 7

Shots on target were Newcastle 6 Liverpool 2

Corners were Newcastle 9 Liverpool 4

Touches in the box Newcastle 26 Liverpool 17

Newcastle team v Liverpool:

Pope, Trippier, Schar, Burn, Livramento, Joelinton, Tonali, Bruno, Barnes (Willock 81), Isak (Wilson 81), Murphy (Krafth 90)

Unused subs:

Dubravka, Longstaff, Targett, Osula, Miley, Neave

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