Ibrahima Konate’s own-goal and Yoane Wissa’s header gave the hosts a 2-0 advantage before halftime. Liverpool suffered a 3-1 loss at Brentford in the Premier League. Alex Oxlade-header Chamberlain’s after halftime cut the deficit in half, but the visitors couldn’t find an equalizer and fell further behind when Bryan Mbeumo scored late. Before Brentford’s first corner, we had great chances and could have scored. They employ everything in these moments, and it’s hard to defend.
Liverpool suffered a 3-1 loss at Brentford in the Premier League
Ibou, who couldn’t see the ball when he arrived, grabs it on his knee and scores. You know before the game they’re strong, you can’t avoid corners, etc. The second goal won the game, which was our fault. Offside or whatever saved us. We’re asleep when they go against our line again. They can cross the ball and score the game-winning goal. We had significant chances in the first half, including Ibou’s free header and Oxlade’s chest-pass from Thiago.
Darwin and Kostas’ opportunities followed. Second half starts great, as planned. Robbo crossed the ball in. You have Darwin’s goal, which was great but offside. Then Oxalde scored, so that was OK, but with time, rhythm breaks, and a lot of time without football action, we lost precision and were less precise.
We felt the excitement of the game, and then when we tried to settle down, we conceded a third goal that should have been disallowed since it was a full-throttle dash from two players, and a shove in this time might force you to fall. It’s a minor foul, so whistle it away, but Stuart Atwell saw it differently. In these moments, the VAR who checked it hides behind the words it’s not apparent and obvious.
The second goal won the game, the third goal shouldn’t have been allowed, and we performed poorly. Through set-pieces, Brentford may cause pandemonium. They do it well. We admire it and it’s good and well-organized, but we had many chances in a not-great game. We still had chances, and we know we must improve, but the second goal was a gift to Brentford. The rest was the same wild, chaotic game as then. They threw everything in, we took the battle – it’s not that we didn’t fight, but we lost.
