The road to godhood starting from Ligue 1

Chapter 347 is about the Premier League adapting to him, not him adapting to the Premier League.
Sunset Cafe Bistro.

The salty sea breeze rushed in through the open wooden window, carrying the rich aroma of anise liqueur and coffee.

When Gaio's volley slammed into the net on the TV screen, the entire pub erupted in a Mediterranean frenzy that seemed to lift the roof off!

"Ahhh! I knew it!" Martin slammed his glass down on the table, spilling wine everywhere. "Gaio was born to be the protagonist! From the day he led us to the Ligue 1 title, I said the winds and waves of Corsica would carry him to the top of the world!"

Everyone else was also shouting wildly.

"See that, England! This is the talent we French have nurtured! You media outlets keep saying 'Ligue 1 isn't strong enough'? Now who's the rural league?"

"London bastards! Open your eyes and look! 80 million and you still think it's too expensive? That's a friendly price! Otherwise, you wouldn't even be able to buy Gaio for 100 million! That shot alone is worth half the price! You Premier League tough guys can't even touch his jersey!"

Hahaha!
Everyone was laughing and celebrating, and the atmosphere in the tavern became incredibly lively.

Bertrand watched the fans' reactions with a smile; he liked the scene, but he was still somewhat unable to shake off the melancholy that Gaio had already donned a jersey other than blue.

There is a feeling of loss.

There is also a very severe withdrawal reaction.

"He comes from Bastia! He crushes the Premier League! Let the Wembley watchdogs keep barking!"

"Did you hear that, Marseille? Did you see that, Paris? It's our Bastia kids teaching the English how to play football!"

Hearing what the fans said.

Bertrand looked at the yellowed wall where a photo of Gaio wearing a Bastia jersey hung, and suddenly said, "Those English commentators who question Gaio are questioning the entirety of French football."

This is a point that many fans agree with.

The British are so obsessed with saving face.

And they are arrogant.

“They’ll never understand!” Modoso, tipsy and enjoying the moment, looked at Bertrand and continued, “The English only know how to run and tackle, while Gaio plays with his brain and technique! That shot was art; they could practice for a hundred years and still not learn it!”

More than just Sunset Cafe & Bar.

On this night, all of Bastia believed that their children were writing a glorious chapter in the history of French football.

now,

The Anfield stands were like a boiling red ocean, the roar of 50,000 people converging into a continuous boom that made the ancient stadium hum.

"Geo!"

"Geo!!"

The shouts started from the Kop stand and quickly spread throughout the entire stadium.

Many fans were excitedly discussing it.

"Did you see that?! That powerful shot! It's worth the 80 million!"

"This kid's shooting motion reminds me of Fowler in his prime."

"Indeed, with Gaio's shooting skills, he's destined to be a force to be reckoned with! Absolutely not a weakling!"

Courtside.

After accepting Gaio's goal, Mark Hughes stood by the sideline with his arms crossed.

The Welshman squinted slightly.

He pinched the bridge of his nose hard with his index finger and thumb, as if he were controlling his emotions.

He laid out all the defensive details, but forgot the most important point.

Geniuses don't need a tactics board.

He needs to put more pressure on Gaio!
As the players walked toward the center circle, Hughes called Peters over and instructed him, "Increase the physicality and don't let him receive the ball comfortably."

"Ok!"

Peters nodded firmly. As a defensive player, if you let the opposing striker keep dribbling past you and scoring goals in your defensive zone, you might as well go home and sunbathe.

Rogers was also shouting for them to intensify their pressing!

drop!
The referee continued to blow his whistle, and the game continued.

Liverpool players pressed hard, and Stoke City quickly lost possession, a scenario they were well-prepared for.

A swift retreat to the defensive line.

Peters is now practically inseparable from Gaio.

When Henderson played a through ball, Peters immediately used his body to forcefully press against him.

But Gaio didn't try to contest the ball head-on. Instead, he cleverly turned to the side to let the ball pass, then gently flicked it with the outside of his right foot, sending the ball precisely to Sturridge who was making a diagonal run.

Peters felt like he'd punched a cotton ball.

Wow!

Gaio's skillful ball handling drew applause and cheers from the Liverpool fans in the stands.

This kid really knows how to do things!

Many fans have never seen someone so tall, yet possess such a fast stride and excellent footwork.

Liverpool stretched the defense back and forth, trying to break through Stoke City's defense.

However, with them retreating deep into defense, it's difficult for them to have any opportunities.

Gerrard could only pass the ball back to Gaio, hoping that Gaio could use his individual skills to create some different variations.

The moment Gaio gets the ball.

Peters quickly closed in, using his left elbow to subtly press against Gaio's lower back in the referee's blind spot, trying to push him out of bounds.

At the same time, Enzongqi approached from the front, forming a pincer attack.

Gaio sensed Peters' defensive maneuver, but instead of resisting the push, he staggered forward half a step, prompting Peters to push forward even harder.

Just as the force was about to fully press down, Gaio turned with his back to the goal and gently tapped the ball backward with the thick heel of his right foot, the ball precisely passing through Peters' legs.

At the same time, he skillfully turned around using the force of the opponent's forward momentum and flicked the ball with his long legs.

Enzongqi quickly stretched out his foot to intercept.

But Gaio was like a fried dough ball, passing right past Enzonzi.

Nzonzi knew, of course, that Gaio absolutely could not be allowed to get past this ball.

Almost instinctively, he pulled it with his hand.

He stretched out his foot again, trying to block the ball, but Gaio poked it and fell to the ground.

drop! !

The referee's whistle blew quickly.

Enzongqi immediately raised his hands and rushed towards the referee with an innocent look on his face: "I touched the ball first! Referee! This is not a foul at all!" He pointed excitedly at the grass, "His diving motion was too obvious! He fell down as soon as he was touched!"

At this moment, Gaio was clutching his ankle on the grass, looking very painful—although Nzonzi had only touched his ankle and he was fine, his facial expression was Oscar-worthy.

A fundamental skill for modern strikers is to be able to assess situations and know when to dive and when not to. These are all technical skills. Practice them well and learn them well. A striker who can't dive isn't a good striker.

The referee, expressionless, pushed aside the Stoke City players who were watching, and decisively reached into his breast pocket with his right hand, showing a yellow card!
"You pulled someone! That's a clear tactical foul!"

The referee spoke sternly to Nzonzi, then pointed to the spot where Gaio had fallen.

A free kick in an excellent position.

On the sidelines, Mark Hughes was furious, almost stepping onto the court: "What the hell was that foul?! He was just acting!"

The fourth official had to reach out and stop the agitated Hughes.

On the other side, Rogers' emotions instantly reversed, from anger at Gaio for being fouled but not receiving a yellow card to satisfaction at seeing his opponent get a card.

He clapped loudly and shouted into the arena, "Stay calm! Pay attention to formation!"

now,

The KOP stands were already filled with boos.

After seeing the referee issue a card, Gaio did not let the team doctor enter the field. He adjusted his socks slightly and then got up with the help of his teammates.

Gerrard came over to him and asked, "Are you confident about this shot?"

Gerrard knew from previous training sessions that Gaio had a good free kick, and on this night, Gerrard didn't mind letting the young man shine a bit more.

Anfield needs fresh blood.

Gaio smiled upon hearing this, "Of course, no problem."

"Then you come."

"it is good."

The players from both sides quickly moved to their respective positions. The free kick was in a good position, but it was biased towards the right flank.

The left foot might be easier to handle.

Gaião and Gerrard stood on either side of the football.

Martin Tyler also commented at this moment, "Liverpool has a free-kick opportunity in an excellent position. The angle is perfect for a left-footed player. He can either curl the ball directly into the near corner or choose to shoot a powerful shot into the far corner."

Now a very interesting scene has emerged: Gerrard and Gayle are standing together in front of the ball.

This is a tactical game in itself, and Stoke City's wall and goalkeeper must now guess: who will actually take the shot?
Historically, Gerrard is undoubtedly Liverpool's first-choice set-piece player.

His powerful shots and curling shots are legendary weapons in the Premier League.

However, Gaio had scored a goal from a free kick while still playing for Bastia, so it's not impossible for him to handle the ball.

We can look forward to it.

drop!
The referee's whistle sounded.

Everyone held their breath and watched Gerrard and Gaio on the field, wondering how they would handle the ball.

Many fans have already raised their hands to their chests.

This is their subconscious reaction at crucial moments. If the ball goes in, they immediately raise it above their heads and cheer wildly. If the ball doesn't go in, they can then hold their heads in regret.

This is a smooth little combo.

When the whistle blows.

Gaio stood in front of the ball, his eyes fixed on it, his mind racing with ideas of what he needed to do next.

Gerrard ran past him, feigning a shot, and the Stoke City wall players instinctively flinched.

That one moment of hesitation is enough.

Gaio suddenly started moving, taking three big strides to reach the ball.

His left leg lashed out like a whip, the inside of his foot striking the bottom of the soccer ball hard.

His ankle makes a quick twisting motion when he touches the ball.

The football flies up, first circling around the jumping wall of players, then suddenly turning and spinning towards the goal!
This is the effect of improving shooting attributes.

Gaio became increasingly adept at it.

Stoke City goalkeeper Begovic, who was moving towards the far corner, braked and lunged back, but tripped and almost fell.

The football grazed the junction of the crossbar and the bottom edge, then smashed directly into the net!
The net shook violently from the impact!
The ball went in!
2-0!

The moment he scored, Gaio slid down to the front of the Kop stand, where he vigorously patted the team badge on his chest in front of the most passionate fans. Then, with a smile, he opened his arms to the stands.

The fans in the KOP stands perfectly replicated the iconic pose of the Shankly statue—the outstretched hands seemingly cradle their new hero.

The entire grandstand instantly transformed into a living monument!

Gaio remained with his arms outstretched, his chest heaving violently.

The roar from the KOP stands was so intense it felt like a physical force pressing down.

Gerrard was the first to rush to him, and in his signature move, he cupped Gaio's face tightly in his hands, forehead to forehead, and roared amidst the deafening cheers, "That's it! Kid! That's what Anfield wanted!"

Sturridge and the others rushed over and surrounded the two.

Henderson appeared more restrained. After rushing over to high-five his teammates, he turned to face the stands, raising his arms to lead the cheers of the fans – his favorite way to boost morale.

His reddened ears betrayed his excitement.

"Be gentle! You've messed up my hairstyle!"

Gaio protested with a smile in the center of the crowd, but no one paid any attention.

Gerrard took the opportunity to ruffle his hair a couple more times, a traditional gesture of approval in the Liverpool dressing room.

Finally, Gerrard regained his captaincy and shouted to everyone, "Stay focused! The game isn't over yet!"

This is just one aspect of the uproar at Anfield.

After witnessing Gayle score the goal, Martin Tyler instinctively exclaimed, "Oh my god!"

Then his voice rose sharply with excitement, almost cracking, "GOAL! Incredible! Absolutely incredible! Jan Gaio! That free kick! That free kick was a perfect arc straight out of a textbook!"
You absolutely have to watch the replay carefully, look at Gaio's arc, oh my god, it's so beautiful.

Begovic was completely deceived. His center of gravity shifted towards the far corner, and by the time he noticed the change in the ball's trajectory, it was too late!
This is true talent!

Remember my words: This kind of shot isn't something you learn through practice; it's a gift from God!
An 18-year-old boy, under the pressure of his Premier League debut and in front of 54,000 people, scored such a priceless free kick!
This is Gaio's second goal of the match. The first was a volley from outside the penalty area, and the second was a direct free kick!

Two completely different offensive methods, but the same ultimate shooting skills.

I believe Liverpool fans are the most excited right now. Faced with all the doubts from the outside world, who would dare to say that 80 million is too expensive?

Who would dare question whether he deserves a top salary?
Look at the jubilation at Anfield right now! Liverpool fans are showing us with their actions that this deal isn't a gamble, it's robbery!

They stole a gold mine from France!
The moment Gerrard voluntarily relinquished his free-kick duties, perhaps it was foreshadowing something. Gerrard is nearing the end of his career, and seeing the 18-year-old Gaio now, perhaps Gerrard will also recall his own 18-year-old self.

Just imagine, while other teams are still adjusting to the pace of the Premier League with their hugely expensive signings, Liverpool's £80 million man has already announced the arrival of the king with a brace.

This isn't just great value, it's blatant flaunting!

The Kop stands are already chanting "You'll Never Walk Alone." How long has it been since Anfield went this crazy for a new signing?
From today onwards, the name Jan Gaio will no longer be associated with counterfeit goods, but with legends!
perhaps,

This young man, who has been creating miracles since the beginning of his professional career, will also create a legendary story in Liverpool.

Whether it was the enthusiastic Liverpool fans at the stadium or the fans online.

They've gone completely mad.

Gaião silenced all doubts with two goals.

"Eighty million? Cheap! That's fucking cheap! That free kick alone is worth half the price! Look at that curve! Look at Begovic's expression! He didn't even touch the butt!"

"Hey?! Did you see that?! Did you fucking see that?! I told you! I told you he wasn't a bust! Max salary? He should get a max salary! Gerrard was even penalized! What does that mean?! It means everything!"

"Hey @ManchesterUnited, is Rooney's knuckleball still under repair? Look at Gaio's shot, and you'll see what true talent is! Watch closely, learn from him! Hahaha!"

“I’ve watched Liverpool for forty years, from Dalglish to Fowler, from Owen to Torres. But this kid, there’s something different about him. That composure, that confidence, he seems born for the big stage at Anfield. Goal of the season already secured, and this is only the first game! I can’t wait to see how many more he scores against Chelsea and Manchester United! Just imagine, we won’t have to rely solely on Gerrard for free kicks anymore!”

"Where are those idiots who called us 'Kings of Friendly Matches'? Come out and show yourselves! Even Premier League defenders can't stop us! Dutch internationals got humiliated too! Doesn't your face hurt?"

"Ahhh, Gaio!! I love you!!!"

"The new Bible: Don't give Liverpool free kicks in front of the penalty area unless you want to see Gaio's artistic performance."

"Well, it's alright, just average world-class level. Hopefully he can score something more ordinary next time, otherwise our expectations will be too high."

In the stands, David Dunn gazed at the young figure surrounded by a sea of ​​red on the field, his expression complex.

When he saw Gaio maintaining Bastia's superb performance, he felt not only excited, but also thinking of his old friend.

“Arsena,” he murmured unconsciously, his fingers tracing Wenger’s number on his phone screen. “You should see this kid for yourself.”

He took a deep breath, as if trying to calm the surging emotions in his chest.

Gaião is a technically gifted player, exactly the kind of talent Wenger adores.

Dunn's gaze followed Gaio and Gerrard as they high-fived, and he couldn't help but think of Wenger's constant pronouncements that the Premier League needed a technological revolution, but now, "Look, the revolution has happened, but at Anfield, not the Emirates Stadium."

Dunn shook his head with a wry smile.

Arsenal poured so much effort into Fabregas back then, but Gaio was simply the more perfect player!

He possessed such composure and marksmanship at the age of eighteen.
He suddenly shook his head, recalling Arsenal's struggles in the transfer market over the years.

“If Wenger were here,” he said, gazing toward London in the distance, his voice growing deeper, “he would have eyes that light up, he would be working through the night to revise the tactics board, he would be designing a personalized training program for this kid, and he would be nurturing his growth as if he were his own son.”

But they chose different paths.

The cheers from the stands were still deafening, but Dunn fell into a brief silence.

Finally, he pulled out his phone and quickly sent a text message to Wenger: "Arsène, turn on the TV and watch Anfield. He's the player we dreamed of back then. He's wearing a red jersey, but it's not our red."

After pressing the send button, he looked at Gaio celebrating on the field.

He smiled.

In his office at the Colney training ground in London, Wenger stared alone at his computer screen.

As Gaio's free kick traced that perfect arc, he unconsciously pushed up his glasses, which had slipped down to the tip of his nose, and leaned forward until he was almost touching the monitor.

The sound of his phone vibrating startled him.

Upon seeing David Dunn's text message, the professor's lips curled into a bitter smile.

His fingers hovered over the keyboard for a long time before he finally replied with only "I know".

After sending the text message, Wenger took off his glasses and rubbed his temples vigorously.

The cold light from the screen reflected the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

Gaião was a player Arsenal had always dreamed of signing, but Arsenal simply didn't have the money. The chaotic management struggles and stadium debts made it almost impossible for Arsenal to participate in such a top-level transfer.

He could only keep scratching Xiao Yao's lottery tickets.

As the camera panned across Rodgers celebrating passionately on the sidelines, Wenger shook his head and sighed softly: "The cruelest moment in football is seeing the treasure you dream of shining on someone else's crown."

outside the window,

The night rain in London began to patter against the windows.

Wenger turned to look at the night sky, as if he could still hear the songs from Anfield piercing through the rain.

The rain was pouring.

Martin Tyler's voice kept coming from the television—

"Gerrard went for Gai again. Gai received the ball on the wing and turned. My God, he's like a fairy on the field. The ball never left his control. Peters fought back and retreated, while Nzonzi covered from the flank. Three men surrounded him."

"Dangerous move! Peters showed his studs as Nzonzi charged from behind, and Huth also rushed over. It was a brutal tackle. Gaio was knocked down onto the grass. The referee blew his whistle."

Peters' yellow card is the second for Stoke City in 30 minutes, and both were issued because of Gaio.

"Stoke City's defense is now hampered, with both of their main defenders marking Gaio carrying yellow cards. This means they are hesitant to make risky tackles, giving Gaio more space to break through and creating a chain reaction advantage for Liverpool's attack."

"That's the strategic value of a top player. 80 million euros is definitely a good deal."

Quietly,
A sigh came from the office.

The same sighs were heard on the sidelines at Anfield.

Mark Hughes stood on the sidelines, watching the one-sided game with a furrowed brow.

The glaring 2-0 score on the big screen flashed like a ticking time bomb – only 28 minutes into the game.

"What the hell!"

He cursed under his breath; the meticulously planned defensive system was like paper against Gaio.

He tore apart zone defenses with his off-the-ball movement, neutralized close marking with his turning skills, and even fouling tactics could not stop him from creating threats.

This made him think of many names.

For example, Maradona, Ronaldo, Ronaldinho, and Messi all share a common trait: they possess extremely strong individual combat capabilities.

The same is true for Gaio.

Wow! !
Another gasp came from the stands, and Anfield seemed somewhat disappointed.

Gerrard's long-range shot from the edge of the penalty area went high.

It flew off the crossbeam.

Hughes' thoughts returned to the pitch. If before the game he thought he could take points from Anfield, now he only thought he had to hold on for this half!

The Stoke City players on the field also felt the pressure of this match.

Resolutely defend.

Liverpool occasionally made mistakes, giving Crouch opportunities to dribble forward, but he was quickly forced to stop under pressure from Kolo Toure.

Crouch doesn't have a significant speed advantage.

Once trapped in Toure and Agger's defensive perimeter, it was almost impossible to get the ball out, so he was very envious when he saw Gaio maneuvering around in his teammates' defensive circle.

Hughes watched from the sidelines with an unusually heavy heart.

Rodgers was slightly more relaxed, but he was also analyzing the situation. To some extent, the two goals were not due to his tactics working, but rather to Gaio's individual ability.

But what if Gaio wasn't there?
He doesn't want to have a "Gayo dependency syndrome." In his mind, a team can do without anyone because the team should be a self-contained system.

Players are just cogs in a machine.

Time passes gradually.

Gaião's right flank defense is very tight right now, with winger Etherington, defensive midfielder Nzonzi, and full-back Peters all around him.

Even if he dribbles forward, left center-back Shawcross and defensive midfielder Mark Wilson will come to cover.

Gaio did not give up despite the defensive pressure from the opponent.

He was constantly observing and probing.

Find vulnerabilities.

The game went to the 36th minute.

Gerrard's pass in the middle was intercepted by the opposing midfielder Glen Whelan, who then launched a long ball directly into the attacking third.

Crouch rushed over frantically.

Ultimately, it was a matter of physical strength and speed that prevented him from overtaking Chloë Touré.

Toure took control of the ball first. He saw Stoke City's pressing formation just now. Instead of passing it back to the goalkeeper, he cut the ball away from Crouch.

He then played a through ball to Gerrard, who had dropped back to receive it.

After receiving the ball, Gerrard was immediately surrounded by Walters and Mark Wilson. He adjusted his position and, stumbling, managed to poke the ball to Gaio, who was coming to receive it.

Walters and Mark Wilson both looked toward Gaio.

But Gaio met the ball without making any adjustments, and gently brushed it aside.

The football drew a precise diagonal line, perfectly back into the open space in front of Gerrard.

After passing the ball, Gaio quickly made a forward run.

Gerrard understood Gai's intention when they were playing together, and he also delivered a low through ball without stopping the ball.

The football rushed towards Gaio.

He glanced at Stoke City's formation, didn't slow down, and dribbled the ball forward.

Stoke City winger Etherington desperately chased back, but was pulled further and further away – Gai's explosiveness completely overwhelmed him. Gai's pace was astonishing, and every touch of the ball advanced three to four meters at just the right moment, giving the defenders no chance to get close!
Nzonzi immediately closed in on Gaio as he advanced, but Gaio's speed far exceeded his expectations.

Before he even got close, Gaio was already a body length ahead of him.

Enzongqi wanted to make a sliding tackle and pull, but the thought of the yellow card he had on him made him chicken out.

He could only charge forward headlong, hoping that Peters in front of him could stop him, and then he could go up to help defend.

however,
Seeing Gaio charging forward, Peters could only fight and retreat, and because he was already on a yellow card, he dared not make a sliding tackle.

Gaio, anticipating the opponent's hesitation, met Peters' defense and lightly flicked the ball with his left foot, seemingly about to cut inside.

After Peters fell for the trick, he quickly followed up with his right foot, flicking it back with the outside of his foot, and then took a step forward.

The entire movement was fluid and graceful!

Gaio maintained perfect control of the ball, and Peters was so shaken that he lost his balance and stumbled a couple of steps, only able to watch helplessly as Gaio rushed past him.

He didn't have time to think and quickly turned around to chase after them.

"They made it!" The KOP stands erupted in cheers!

The other stands were equally excited, chanting "Gayo! Gayo! Gayo!"

The roar of the crowd swept through the entire venue!

After getting past Peters, Gaio almost completely penetrated the right flank, broke into the penalty area, cut inside, and charged straight at the goal.

Every step he took terrified the defenders.

Stoke City's last line of defense was fiercely blocked by Shawcross and Wilson, forming a pincer attack!

Just when everyone thought he was about to force a shot, Gaio suddenly flicked his right ankle, precisely slipping the ball to Sturridge, who had made a forward run and was unmarked.

Huth kept shoving Sturridge, but couldn't stop the England international.

"Score one!"

"Score one more!"

Liverpool fans were practically celebrating at this point—what a fantastic opportunity! Gaião's pass was superb! He completely drew the defense, did the hardest part, and left Sturridge with the simplest move.

Shoot!

Sturridge unleashed a powerful shot!

The football hurtled straight toward the goal like a cannonball, its speed was extremely fast!
It was so fast that Begovic didn't even have time to react. After taking the shot, Sturridge felt confident that the ball was in the bag, his heart was pounding, and he wanted to celebrate.

however.

That shot was too straight!

Begovic didn't react, but because of his good positioning, the ball hit him on its own.

The football bounced out!

Wow!

Liverpool fans clutched their heads in disbelief, completely unable to believe that the ball had missed.

But the attack is not over yet!
The football bounced high, and Gaio rushed into the penalty area like lightning. His speed shocked everyone, like a red lightning bolt flashing by.

However, he rushed too fast.

The football bounced to an awkward half-height position, leaving no time to adjust!
He charged towards the ball in a very awkward posture, slamming his chest forward, and even as he lost his balance, he still managed to accurately knock the ball towards the goal, sending both himself and the ball into the net.

All of this happened too fast, so fast that Begovic could only instinctively reach out his hand.

However, this time Gaio charged in from the right flank, leaving Gaio with no time to defend the middle.

Swish!
The football hits the net!

3-0! ! !

Anfield has gone completely mad!

Gaio immediately got up from inside the net, turned around and rushed to the corner flag, holding up three fingers to the camera lens.

How could he not know about the doubts raised by the English media at the beginning of the season?
He just didn't want to respond with words.

Now, this hat trick is enough to shut most people up!
of course,

Gaio knew that some Englishmen were just stubborn and wouldn't admit it.

But that's okay, he has plenty of time. He will use match after match to completely subdue these stubborn guys!
Subsequently,

Gaio turned to face the Kop stand, slowly opened his arms, tilted his head back, and closed his eyes.

It was as if the lights from the sky were illuminating the sweat on his face.

The KOP stands erupted like a volcano!
"Geo!"

"Geo!!"

The KOPs frantically stretched out their hands towards Gaio, shouting excitedly, their faces flushed with excitement.

They were absolutely thrilled by that goal!
too strong!
Gaio is too strong!
This attacking line brought them a sudden sense of happiness.

Some people were pounding on their seats, some were roaring to the sky, and some were even improvising their team song: "He comes from France! He conquered the Premier League!"

The entire stands transformed into a boiling sea of ​​red!
Teammates rushed over.

Roaring at Gaião, this was the ultimate moment for every Liverpool fan.

They haven't won in four years in their first game of the new season, and this time they're going to break that embarrassing record!
at the same time.

Martin Tyler's voice was even more excited this time, "Hat-trick! Hat-trick in the first half! Ladies and gentlemen, you are witnessing the greatest debut performance in Premier League history!"

Jan Gaio!
This 18-year-old redefined his debut with 39 minutes.

Let me repeat the stats: 3 goals – a volley, a free-kick wonder, and a clever rebound – three completely different ways to tear apart Stoke City's defense!
It's not that Gai needs to adapt to the Premier League, but rather that the Premier League needs to adapt to Gai!

From this moment on, all Premier League managers must rewrite their tactics. They must carefully study how to deal with Liverpool and how to deal with Gaião!

The sight of Nzonzi and Peters, both carrying yellow cards and hesitant to make a move, says it all – he can dismantle a defensive system with sheer intimidation!
What did Liverpool buy with their €80 million?
They acquired immediate combat power, tactical nuclear weapons, and the foundation for a dynasty for the next decade!

Look at the look in Gerrard's eyes when he hugged him. It wasn't a welcome to a newcomer; it was a tribute to a new generation of Liverpool's flag bearers!

Every team that missed out on him this summer transfer window will lose sleep over it!
Mourinho will have a headache defending against him!
If Sir Alex Ferguson had seen this goal, he would have pulled out his chewed gum, shook his head, and exclaimed in amazement: This isn't a player, this is a supernatural phenomenon!

He might even cancel his retirement decision.

The Kop stands are already chanting "He's from France!"

For years, Liverpool has been waiting for such a prodigy to emerge!

Gai has already conquered the league in just half a game!
This wasn't his debut; it was his solo performance!
The Premier League should start preparing for the January Player of the Month award now – because the awards for September, October, November, and December are already a foregone conclusion!
Finally, let's remember this number: 18 years old, the youngest player in Premier League history to score a hat-trick on his debut!

The most perfect debut!

This young man, who was doubted by many before the match and who might not be able to adapt to the Premier League, has proven everyone wrong.

Welcome to the Gaio era in the Premier League!

(End of this chapter)