Barnsley… FA Cup.
Slot somehow still has a job, so he decides to roll the dice and play the kids.
Gakpo isolated on the left like he’s waiting for a rescue helicopter, so reverts to type and cuts inside..
Woodman in goal looking like he's reading his instructions off Wikipedia, and Elliott on the right trying to dribble his way back to 2022.
Up top?
Isak, having a full Greek-tragedy-level mare. First touch on annual leave, finishing like he’s trying to kick a balloon, constantly throwing his hands up like “That’s not even my fault!” despite it very much being his fault.
He's spending half the game apologising to the ball. The commentators call it “unlucky”; fans call it “evidence.”
Then…
Wirtz comes off the bench.
The saviour.
The wonderkid.
The hype.
He finally scores his first goal for the club…
…and sticks it straight into our net.
Bullet header from Barnsley Corner.. Crowd stunned. Barnsley fans adopting him immediately.
Ramsey however at RB plays an absolute blinder, giving the incoming manager a headache he’ll ultimately ignore.
We lose? Course we do. Barnsley play like they’ve been possessed by 2009 Barcelona. Slot finally gets sacked because that was the last remaining piece of silverware..
All that's left to play for is basically a foil wrapper from a Quality Street tin.
Meanwhile Salah is on Instagram from AFCON, grinning like he just watched Darwin Núñez miss another sitter, wearing his “Never Give Up” T-shirt with the most sarcastic thumbs-up in social-media history.