It’s one of those mornings that makes you realise how much a footballer can mean to you, far beyond the game itself. Finding out the Diogo Jota news feels like a gut punch. A player who scored goals that made us dream, who gave everything to the club, and who played like he truly understood what it means to wear our shirt. That he’s just 28, in the prime of his life, is always so hard to take. He was an adopted Scouser who got this club and us, the fans, in a way that can’t be faked. I think, selfishly, as supporters, we use football as a kind of escapism, a way to forget the struggles and the pain that life throws at us. So for many of us, hearing this will bring back memories of the loss and sadness we’ve experienced. And that’s why it’s hitting harder than we ever imagined. But this isn’t about us today. It’s about his beautiful family, and all our thoughts and love are with them. Just sick. Just sad. Just grateful that he was ours, and that he’ll forever be a Scouser. ❤️