Briefly, Arne Slot seemed to lose himself in the moment. A red Liverpool shirt on top of the smart-casual blue outfit he has donned, with great predictability, for every match, he was jumping up and down in front of the Kop. Yet while Anfield chorused his name, he wanted to hear that of another.
A thoughtful man had his predecessor in his mind and, when he took the microphone, a favour was returned and repaid. A year ago, Jurgen Klopp took his leave by chanting about Slot. He was not a handpicked replacement nor an old ally, but Klopp has long had the power to persuade people. He often used it in the right way. Slot was the beneficiary: of a parting gift, of a team that Klopp christened Liverpool 2.0, of an enviable inheritance. And, 11 months on, he celebrated a Premier League title win by singing about Klopp; not particularly tunefully, but meaningfully.
