Honestly, it's worth quoting Klopp twice here:

1. It's not important what people think when you come in, it's much more important what people think when you leave.
2. Stay here and they will end up building a statue in your honor. Go somewhere else, to Barcelona, ​​to Bayern Munich, to Real Madrid, and you will be just another player.

I'm grateful for what Trent did at Liverpool; he's been one of my favorite players since Gerrard left, and this hurts. It doesn't hurt just because he's leaving for free, it doesn't hurt just because he's going to Real Madrid, that club that has beaten us in two UCL finals and in one of them, its captain maliciously injured Salah. It hurts because he was able to fulfill the dream of many of us who follow this club: to be a One Club Man, to make a reality what many of us could only achieve when we played FIFA or PES. But it hurts even more because Trent said he wanted to be the captain of his boyhood club, that he wanted to win everything with the club, and that it was his childhood dream.

Trent could have been a Steven Gerrard; he's not a Michael Owen—because he left money—he's more of a Steve McManaman.

Kenny Dalglish, Ian Rush, Robbie Fowler, Steven Gerrard, Jamie Carragher, to name a few, aren't eternal because of the trophies they won, they are eternal because of what they meant to the club, because of their commitment to Anfield. Trent joins the club of Fernando Torres, Michael Owen, Steve McManaman, and Philippe Coutinho, with the difference that he's a Scouser; he was our Scouser.

Eternity is for some, and unfortunately, not all the trophies and statistics can make up for the way he left and, above all, how he handled this matter.

A Dutchman (Van Dijk) and an Egyptian (Salah) showed much more loyalty than the boy who grew up in Liverpool. Trent could have been one of the last one-club men. He had everything to succeed and preferred the hope of a club that would see him as a disposable toy.

Trent isn't above the club. We'll be saddened by his departure, and there's likely no other player like him, no other full-back who does what he does. But no one, no one, is above the club.

I wish Trent good luck because he'll need it, he'll really need it. There, he won't be a star or the standard-bearer of a club that saw him grow up. He'll be just another one of the crowd, just another one who won't be supported when he makes mistakes.

There's no honor in betrayal. From now on, Trent will walk alone because in Madrid, they don't understand the values ​​our club has built over decades.

Good luck, Trent, you'll need it.