Whoa. So, let’s dive headfirst into this mess of what Liverpool’s got cooking for their next match. I mean, it’s football, anything could happen, right? Heck, Arne Slot downed a couple of starters—just benched them like they were about to spill coffee on his stats or something—against West Ham. Now he’s gotta chew over if he should bring ’em back for the Leicester game. It’s like choosing toppings for your sandwich. Tough stuff.
Liverpool’s riding the top of the league wave right now, and we fans are kinda hoping to ride that joy train all the way to Sunday night. Just imagine. Top of the world, buddy! Though, yeah, probably Arsenal’s not gonna play nice and gift us the title, especially not at a place called Portman Road. Sounds quaint, doesn’t it? Slot’s keeping it real though—he’s all about strolling through the next game and grabbing those three shiny points like candy from a baby. No point in dreaming big if you can’t manage the small steps, right?
Oh, and the team news chat! Slot gave us some solid crumbs in the presser. Alexander-Arnold might, just might, warm the bench but being a superhero for a full 90 minutes isn’t on the cards for Conor Bradley. Guess he’s still shaking off those injury gremlins. So, we might see Mr. Bradley switch gears halfway through again. Not the ideal car ride, huh?
And then you’ve got the lineup drama. Robertson and Szoboszlai, dropped like hot potatoes after their not-so-slick moves against Fulham—do they do a comeback tour? Kostas and Curtis filled in for them, but Curtis had Liverpool looking dicey post sub. So what now? Does Dom’s road-game legs get the pick over Curtis’s midfield magic? Choices, choices… or rather, dilemmas?
Alright, sketching out how Liverpool might look—check it: Robertson might reclaim his left-back throne from Tsimikas, Bradley and his fitness roulette starting at right-back while Arnold chills on the bench. That midfield could stand strong with Gravenberch, Mac Allister, and Szoboszlai pulling the strings again.
Imagine this patchwork—Alisson in net, Bradley and Robertson bookending the defense with Konate and Van Dijk holding center fort. Then there’s great expectation that the midfield trio rock it like before, with Salah, Jota, and Diaz doing their thing up front.
But all ain’t sunshine and roses in that attack line. Jota was kinda meh—good but not great—against West Ham. One goal in 13? Oof. Not the kind of goal stats you put on your Tinder profile. So Slot might juggle things, because we did see Diaz take a spin in the attack seat while Gakpo danced on the left—Slot clearly ain’t afraid to play musical chairs with his attack lineup.
Maybe Gakpo goes left, like back in the Goodison Park derby days, and guess what? Jones might just be the wild card staying on after showing some flair against the Hammers. And of course, Konate and Van Dijk being on like their gazillionth game together—or was it the 101st? Feels sorta like a replay at this point.
Cannonballing into another possible setup—Alisson chillin’ between the posts, Bradley-Conate-VD-Robbo back wall, with the Gravenberch-MacAllister-Jones blend brewing up midfield magic. Diaz and Salah flanking Gakpo upfront for some footwork fireworks.
Oh, but Liverpool’s gotta tighten up a bit—they’ve only locked down one clean sheet in six. Not a number to scribble in joy, right? Slot should probably erect a mini-Great Wall against the Leicester boys’ breakaways. No letting ’em slice through like butter. If they lock that down, scoring shouldn’t be a big ask.
Still… Slot’s squad underdog style, switching up lineup cards, they should have enough juice to grab the game by the horns. But hey, with Leicester facing the relegation monster, you can’t predict how hard they’ll fight with their backs against the wall. Could be a sinusoidal ride. Stay tuned!
