The forward was the focal point of the home side’s attack but their intricate patterns came to nothing against Liverpool
It was in keeping with this fun, vigorous, goal-shy game, a Cup tie that felt like watching a duel played out with a set of unloaded pistols, that the day was in the end decided by an own goal.
Even this was a goal created by a piece of wonderful craft at one remove as Trent Alexander-Arnold delivered a free-kick of such malevolent pace and accuracy, a horrible flat, howling, dipping thing, that Jakub Kiwior could only nod the ball into the net from the middle of a knot of his own players.