Liverpool’s Salah Was Right After All!…
In a plot twist straight out of a football soap opera, Paris Saint-Germain galloped onto the Champions League stage, knocked the ball into orbit, and turned their European dreams into dazzling fireworks. Thrones were traded for boots as PSG laid waste to Inter Milan with a jaw-dropping 5-0 victory, proving that the French giants were indeed the toast of the continent. Over in Munich, Achraf Hakimi kicked things off with a goal that screamed louder than a seagull snatching chips. Meanwhile, Desire Doue’s deft double dipping made defenders feel like they were chasing a bag of jelly beans across the pitch.
With Khvicha Kvartskhelia and Senny Mayulu tipping the ball into the net like they were flicking peas into a pot, Inter Milan was left chasing shadows and pondering the mysteries of the universe on what went wrong. Especially after battering Barcelona with a goal festival in the semis! But dreams were burst like over-pumped footballs as PSG’s fleet-footed youth brigade laughed their way to victory under the veteran sorcerer, Luis Enrique.
Mohamed Salah, Liverpool’s pirouetting prophet, had already declared PSG top dogs in Europe before they pirouetted Harry Potter-style through Premier League clubs like they were playing Quidditch. His crystal ball proved sharper than a hawk’s eye on the day of reckoning. Oh, and Liverpool? Bounced out on penalties in dramatic, nerve-tickling fashion at Anfield. Salah, in his neon halo of wisdom, summed it up: “Luck is a fickle ball. Some days, she lands in your lap; other days, she’s dancing at PSG’s disco!”
