Shame Brings Courage

When Yang Yang drove to Melwood, he easily sensed that the atmosphere had changed.

The most obvious change was with the security guards at the entrance. When they had beaten Manchester United six to one, they had all been grinning from ear to ear, but now each of them looked miserable, like a bitter melon.

This was hardly surprising, because the entire world had lost faith in Liverpool.

Throughout the history of the Champions League knockout stages, a team that lost three to one at home could only hope for a miracle if it wanted to turn things around.

What was more, Liverpool had originally been brimming with ambition to challenge for the title, only to be stunned by Chelsea at home in the quarterfinals. Anyone would have found that difficult to accept.

But it could also be viewed from another angle. Precisely because Chelsea had struggled against strong opponents throughout the season, Liverpool had grown careless.

Even the Premier League leaders had to be extremely cautious when facing the team at the bottom of the table, let alone in a Champions League quarterfinal knockout tie.

Yang Yang did not say much. As usual, he parked his car, changed in the dressing room, and went straight to the gym.

As the players gradually arrived, Melwood slowly became lively.

But judging from the expressions on everyone's faces, none of them were in high spirits. They all seemed somewhat listless.

Losing three to one to Chelsea had indeed been a devastating blow for Liverpool.

Once everyone arrived in the dressing room, the only topic of discussion was the commentary and analysis published by the major media outlets early that morning.

The players were all deeply dissatisfied with the three-to-one defeat the night before. They believed that if Liverpool were given another