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Chapter 8 - Chapter 8:The hype

The noise hadn't stopped.

Noah Ramsey was still the most talked-about player in world football, but attention was a crown that burned hotter every day.

Inside Liverpool's training grounds, the weight of that crown became harder to ignore.

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Tension in the Ranks

Curtis Jones no longer hid his distaste.

Harvey Elliott, once playful and talkative, now mirrored Noah in silence and discipline, shadowing him through warmups and drills.

Jordan Henderson had become a ghost — still leading the team vocally, but avoiding confrontation.

Van Dijk watched, silent and observant, offering neither criticism nor praise.

And Klopp? Klopp watched more than he spoke. Testing. Measuring. Waiting.

In the dressing room, the air was heavy.

Some players respected Noah.

Others tolerated him.

A few wanted to see him fall.

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Matchday 2 – vs. Wolves (Away)

The tension carried onto the pitch.

Wolves played compact and dirty — double-marking Noah, kicking at his ankles, swarming him every time he touched the ball.

But worse than that was the hesitation.

Passes came late.

Overlaps were ignored.

Runs weren't made when he gave orders.

The team had stopped trusting him — or maybe just stopped listening.

In the 64th minute, Noah finally dropped deep, collected the ball, and slipped a vertical ball through to Nunez... who mistimed the run and drifted offside.

Noah didn't flinch, but the cameras caught the twitch in his jaw.

Final score: 0–0.

The headlines the next day were ruthless.

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> BBC Sport: "Noah Ramsey Faces First Premier League Frustration – Starboy Kept Quiet by Wolves."

> The Athletic: "Liverpool's Attack Out of Sync: Has the Team Lost Balance Around Its New Prodigy?"

> TalkSPORT:

Roy Keane: "The boy's got talent, but he needs to remember — football isn't a solo sport."

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Noah didn't respond. Not publicly. Not on social media.

But in private, he simmered.

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Training, Two Days Later

Small-sided games.

Curtis Jones refused to pass to him. Twice. On purpose.

Noah finally said nothing. He didn't need to. Harvey Elliott did instead.

> "You're holding us back," Harvey snapped at Curtis. "Just give him the ball."

> "Why don't you polish his boots while you're at it?" Curtis shot back.

Klopp blew the whistle. Everyone stopped.

> "Ramsey. Jones. My office. Now."

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Inside, Klopp didn't raise his voice. He didn't need to.

He simply looked at them both.

> "Sort it now. Because if you can't work together, neither of you will play Matchday 3."

Curtis scoffed. "He thinks he's better than all of us."

Noah's voice was low.

> "I am better. But I still need a team."

For a moment, the room froze.

Klopp blinked once. Then nodded.

> "Then make them follow you. Or you'll never lead."

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Matchday 3 – vs. Leicester City (Home)

Anfield buzzed with expectation and skepticism. Was Noah Ramsey just a one-match wonder? Was Liverpool falling apart around a teenage ego?

The first 30 minutes were ugly. Leicester pressed hard, and the Reds were sloppy.

Then, something shifted.

A long ball came out of defense. Noah jumped, chested it down between two defenders, then paused.

Not physically.

Mentally.

Time felt like it stopped for him.

He saw every moving piece.

He felt where space would open.

He sensed defenders flinching before they moved.

He saw Elliott making a delayed run on the left, even before Elliott decided to make it.

This wasn't metavision anymore.

This was instinct turned weapon.

This was Kaiser Impact.

He touched the ball forward — not with speed, but with authority.

Defenders froze. Midfielders staggered. Elliott obeyed the movement like a disciple.

Noah passed — slicing through lines like a scalpel — and Elliott scored.

1–0.

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In the second half, it got worse — for Leicester.

They marked Noah tighter. So he moved less. Let them gravitate toward him like moths to flame.

Then — again — he struck.

Fake step. Flick.

Midfield collapse.

One-two with Díaz.

Goal.

2–0.

Commentators screamed. Fans chanted. Klopp stood still on the touchline, arms crossed, eyes unreadable.

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After the Match

> @FootballIQ: "We need a new word for what Noah Ramsey just did. The game bends around him. Defenders move wrong because of him."

> @MemeBaller:

[Image of defenders flailing as Noah calmly walks]

"Kaiser Impact unlocked. Game over."

> @GaryLineker:

"That... that was artistry. Cold, mechanical artistry. This boy's terrifying."

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Inside the Tunnel

Curtis Jones walked past him and muttered:

> "Not bad... for an arrogant bastard."

Noah grinned. "Took you long enough to keep up."

Harvey chuckled behind him. "He didn't. He just stopped resisting."

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Klopp Pulled Him Aside Post-Match

> "You've found something new."

Noah nodded. "They follow now."

> "No," Klopp said, studying him carefully.

"They submit."

A beat.

> "You sure that's what you want?"

Noah stared through the glass window toward the empty stands.

> "It's not about what I want."

> "It's about what I deserve."

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End of Chapter 8

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