Cardiff, Here We Come

The Times article set social media ablaze.

Liverpool fans split into two camps and argued fiercely on Twitter.

One side felt the seven trophies were already theirs for the taking.

"Whether it's Real Madrid or Juventus in the UEFA Champions League final, who are Liverpool afraid of with this squad? Annuo has scored sixteen goals in the UEFA Champions League this season. Who can stop him?"

The other side was more level-headed.

"Can you stop jinxing it? The FA Cup hasn't even been played, and the second leg of the UEFA Champions League semifinal hasn't happened yet. You're already bragging about seven trophies—where are you going to hide your faces if things go wrong?"

Fans of other teams also joined the fray.

Manchester United fans said, "The Community Shield counts as a trophy? Are you insane?"

Arsenal fans clamored, "You really don't take Arsenal seriously, do you? Get past us in the FA Cup final first."

Real Madrid fans were all itching for a fight. The memory of being dominated by Chen Anno was still vivid, and they had long wanted a chance to win back some pride.

So, all the Real Madrid fans' comments could be summed up in one sentence: See you in Cardiff.

Chen Anno had little interest in this online carnival.

The last update on his Twitter account had been two weeks ago: a photo of him and Nicolas eating ice cream on the streets of Liverpool. It had received over a million likes.

He had not posted anything since.

May 10.

Atletico Madrid flew to Liverpool a day early.

When Simeone appeared in the pre-match press conference room at Anfield, his expression was colder than usual.

The dark circles under his eyes were deep. It looked like he had not slept much the night before.