Joe Mann

[Joe Mann @jmann_24]

Why was the harder part of that exam deciding where to put the .1 and .2 on question 27? #GCSEs2019 #AQAEnglishLit

[Kieo @kieolfc]

Genuinely a bit sad reading this. This time last year I felt as if he would be here and successful for years to come

Feels the right move for both sides but a shame he never got a proper goodbye. I think he deserved that after everything that’s happened, both the highs and lows.

Will always be the man who brought us number 20. Will always love him for that

All the best Arne ❤️

[Joe Mann @jmann_24]

@REDticketMenIRE @oli_fearn

[Peter Bolster @peter_bolster]

On the eve of the new season without Diogo, it’s hard not to think of all we’ve lost.

He’d just gotten married. Just lifted a Premier League title. Just scored the kind of derby goal that seals legacies. He wasn’t slowing down. He was entering his prime. Stepping into a new chapter under Slot, with creativity ready to reshape the attack. Imagine how many more chances he’d have had. How many he’d had taken. And now he’s gone. Alongside his younger brother André. A crash. A loss. A silence.

And somehow, a song.

In the days since, it hasn’t stopped playing in my head. His chant. That melody. That feeling. That rhythm we sang for him - not because we were told, not because the club hyped it, but because he made us want to. Because he earned it. Because he never asked.

There’s a type of footballer Liverpool fans adore. The ones who don’t chase headlines. Who get knocked down, get back up and get on with it. Who don’t beg for love, but get it anyway because they show up. Jota was exactly that.

Not the most followed on Instagram. Not the most marketable. Not the flashiest boots. But he turned up - in the big games, the tight games, the moments where others went missing.

Think about it. Spurs at Anfield. Wolves away. City, Arsenal, United. Forest in the Cup. Forest away in the league with his first touch. He didn’t pad stats. He changed outcomes. When we needed a goal, needed a break, needed a bloody miracle, Jota was there. Half a yard. Back post. Low finish. Boom.

He wasn’t loud. But he was always heard. That’s what made the chant perfect.
Most songs are for stars. Jota wasn’t that. Didn’t want to be. But we sang. And it stuck.
Born out of love, but also joy. A happy song with a bounce, a rhythm, and unmistakably his.

He sang it too. Remember that moment? One arm in the air, laughing, half-shouting the words back to the fans. Not a man obsessed with his own brand, just someone overwhelmed that people cared.

That’s the thing. He didn’t need the adoration, which made us give it more freely.
He had a knack for goals that felt bigger than they should - ones that didn’t just change the scoreline but shifted the mood. Not always the opener. Not always the headline. But the one that tipped the balance, cracked the tension, made you believe again. That was Jota. The one that tilted everything.

He played like a man who knew the value of time. That urgency. That snap. It makes a grim kind of sense now. He didn’t waste minutes. He squeezed them. Like they mattered. Like he knew.

My favourite Jota goal is also my least favourite, because I took it for granted. I was so caught up in the relief, in the emotion. We’d kept the gap to Arsenal. The title was on the brink. The derby was being won. That was what mattered - the result, the breathing space. Number 20. Not Jota.

I thought I had time. Thought I’d see it again and again. That’s the thing - we take things for granted. We plan them like certainties. Assume there’ll always be a next time. But there isn’t.

That goal sums him up. Liverpool were flat. I was convinced we might not score. It felt like Goodison two months before, tension clinging to everything. But Jota shifted it. His will to win, that tenacity, that instinct, dragged the ball into the net. That was the difference. That was Diogo. A real winner. A match-definer.

His brother André, who wasn’t just family but his best friend. Diogo once said André was his favourite player to watch. That says everything.

And Rute’s words - “One month of our ‘until death do us part’. Forever, your white girl” - have broken the entire fanbase. Because the love was real. And the loss is total.

You don’t retire numbers for just anyone. Liverpool never had. Until now.

There are tribute programmes and the banners and black-and-white images of him lifting the Premier League trophy. But what hits hardest is that the chant doesn’t stop.

It’s on loop.

And that’s how it should be. And we’ll sing it now for a hundred years. For Diogo.❤️🇵🇹

[The Redmen TV @TheRedmenTV]

Diogo Jota: Forever Red ❤️

[Maxi @MaaxiAngelo]

Jota just married his childhood sweetheart and had his third child in November. He helped fans in rough periods. He shed light on mental health issues and advocated for equality in the Women's game. He did it out of his own will, not because he had to. Perhaps his biggest legacy.

[Eddie Gibbs @eddiegibbs]

🖤 Diogo Jota - The Whistle's Blown Far Too Soon

Finding it hard to write these words, fingers trembling as I type. Diogo Jota is gone. Just days after marrying the love of his life, standing proudly in a church with his new wife Rute and their three young children, he and his brother Andre are lost in a road accident in Spain. A family torn apart, futures stolen in silence.

Jota was 28. A player in his prime, a Premier League champion, a Nations League winner, an #LFC forward who played the game with bite and purpose. But that’s not why this hurts so much. It’s because he carried himself with quiet dignity, a humility rare in modern football. He didn’t shout for attention, he earned respect by how he played, how he worked, how he made you believe.

He scored goals that lifted stadiums, but he never chased the spotlight. His joy seemed rooted not in fame, but in the chance to play, to contribute, to belong. And so we embraced him. Because we saw something of ourselves in him. Not the talent, not the trophies, but the effort, the heart, the sense of duty.

This morning we wake up in a world that makes less sense. A young father gone, a brother gone, a family grieving beyond words. And we grieve too, from afar. Because somehow, through the screen and the songs and the match days, they became part of our lives.

You never knew us, Diogo, but we knew you. And we will never forget. #YNWA #RIPJota #DiogoJota

[Joe Mann @jmann_24]

@LuisSuarez9 @Darwinn99 ❤️

[PB @jbeb1419]

If anyone is stuck in Liverpool, I can come and collect 4 people at a time to get you home safely.
Feel free to contact me 👍🏻
#dalestreet #Liverpool

[Anfield Edition | æ @AnfieldEdition]

Scousers. The greatest people on Earth.

[Lewis Steele @LewisSteele_]

Tonight in Liverpool we have seen the worst but also very best of humanity. People offering strangers a sofa (if stranded due to no trains), a lift or just general support. A heartbreaking day but a heartwarming response. ❤️

[Laurie @LFCLaurie]

The manner in which the city of Liverpool has reacted to such a tragedy tonight is genuinely inspiring.

Completely understand why people say Scousers are the best people on Earth.

[Anything Liverpool @AnythingLFC_]

🙏♥️

[Tom Little @TomL1ttle_]

The reaction tonight is the reason I love the people from this city

An awful tragedy has happened today, and instead of hiding away, scousers are doing their best to help those in need, wether it be a sofa, a lift, or just a shoulder to cry on

[Joe Mann @jmann_24]

@AndyRobsonTips Mo Salah doing the job for the muchachos in December 🤴

[Oli Fearn @oli_fearn]

Belter of an evening. 'Twas a pleasure @jmann_24

[Norwich City FC @NorwichCityFC]

Today is #WorldSuicidePreventionDay.

We can all help to prevent suicide by starting the conversation and creating a culture of openness, understanding and support.

Remember, it is not always obvious when somebody needs help.

[jefferiñho @mattrjeffrey]

Copa America 2024,, pure pure futbol

Opening Game: Argentina vs Canada

[Liverpool Football League @lpoolfl]

CUP FINAL MATCH OFFICIALS | ⌚️🏆

A massive thank you and well done to ALL of our Cup Final Match Officials who put in fantastic performances across our three Finals on Saturday 🤝⭐️

Proudly showcasing the refereeing talent we have as a league 👏

📸 @paulmoran62
#LOBAL 🏆

[Mikey Connor @Mikeyconnor94]

⚽️ Final Day 🏆

@livoldboys St Margaret’s VS MSB Woolton

Great Team in Black 👏🏼

📸 @paulmoran62 @NickGerrard

[Paul Moran @paulmoran62]

Officials and captains of @StMargaretsOBFC and @MSBWOOLTONLCPL pictured before todays Centenary Trophy Final @livoldboys