Erling Haaland’s incredible start and what it might mean for the Premier League’s future

The summer transfer of Erling Haaland to Manchester City may have generated plenty of debate at the time about what this transfer would mean for the future of the Premier League and the wider football ecosystem. Would this make the Manchester club unbeatable domestically and finally take them to the European success they have coveted for so long?

In the time that Pep Guardiola has been in charge of the club, they have developed a finely-tuned, highly structured system, playing to clearly defined patterns and in a style befitting of the Catalan coach and his previous work at Barcelona and Bayern Munich.

Adding the giant Norwegian goal machine to this perfectly-constructed side represented something of a risk at the time; how would he adapt to their style, given his own previous form for offering relatively little in build up play and essentially being all about finding the net? In turn, how would Guardiola adjust his own, firmly-set dogmas around midfield play to accommodate the archetypal number nine, a role often eschewed by City in favour of additional midfield schemers, ignoring the obvious success of Sergio Agüero, himself a very different striker to Haaland.

With 20 goals from his first 12 games, Haaland has enjoyed a near perfect start to life in the Premier League. In addition to scoring hat-tricks in his first three home games, he seems to have struck up a fantastic relationship with City’s key man, Kevin De Bruyne, as well as assisting three goals and linking up superbly with Phil Foden.

On the surface, it should hardly be seen as a huge surprise that a man of Haaland’s ability is thriving playing for a team as strong as City, who have won four of the last five Premier League titles. However, adding a player of his profile to the team’s patterns will have been far from straightforward, so the speed at which everyone involved as hit their stride is remarkable.

By comparison, in response to Haaland’s move to Manchester, recent rivals Liverpool invested heavily in their own number nine, signing Darwin Núñez from Benfica. Since arriving, the Uruguayan has already experienced ups and downs – after scoring in the Community Shield and on his Premier League debut, he was then sent off against Crystal Palace and banned for three matches, stalling his start to the campaign.

And while he did return to the scoresheet in Sunday’s action-packed encounter with Arsenal, Liverpool manager Jürgen Klopp will no doubt have been hoping for a stronger start to Núñez’s time on Merseyside.

Perhaps even more significant, however, has been the impact of the striker’s arrival on the rest of the Liverpool side, who currently sit tenth in the early Premier League table, having lost twice and drawn four times already.

At their energetic best, Klopp’s Liverpool have plundered goals from the wide players, particularly Sadio Mané, whose presence has been sorely missed since his summer move to Bayern Munich, and Mohamed Salah, who has only scored two Premier League goals so far this campaign.

Implanting Núñez into this Liverpool team seems to have had a noticeable effect on Salah’s form – this time last year, the Egyptian winger was imperious, scoring great goals and plenty of them. Drifting in from the flank to take up threatening positions in the inside forward channel or just as happy bringing the ball in from wide to create his own chances, Salah was seemingly unstoppable – at least until his domestic form took a back seat during the African Cup of Nations.

Since then, Salah has been without doubt a less potent force in Liverpool’s attack and the addition of Núñez seems only to have further blunted his threat, forcing him wider and deeper, even when Roberto Firmino or Diogo Jota have been leading the line.

Liverpool seem to have lost much of the balance and structure that has made them so effective in recent seasons, with much debate around the role of Trent Alexander-Arnold defensively, where previously the conversation was only about how superb he was as a creative force. Instead, it now seems that the Anfield side are struggling at both ends of the pitch, forcing the entire team to sit deeper and rely on moments of individual brilliance rather than the elite-level team ethic and relentless pressing that took them so far.

This is in stark contrast to City, who seem to have had no problem at all in evolving their play to thrive on the direct running and penalty box poaching of Haaland. If anything, his inclusion in the side may have created additional space between the lines for the likes of De Bruyne, Foden and Jack Grealish, who has posed more of a threat this season than during the last.

Prior to signing Haaland, City shipped out two other forwards the shape of Raheem Stirling an Gabriel Jesus, both of which may have competed with the Norwegian for space in behind opposition defences, alleviating the kind of issues that Liverpool have encountered with Núñez and Salah.

When you consider how deep most defences sit when trying to nullify City, it is even more impressive that they are able to carve their way through so effectively and regularly create the chances on which Haaland is thriving so. In fact, watching this City team in full flight is nothing short of thrilling, knowing that they can – and usually do – score at will. How long that kind of feel-good factor persists is another question, because if the Premier League is headed into Bundesliga/Ligue 1 levels of domination, it is hard to see this being enjoyable forever.

That in itself raises a series of questions about what comes next. One of the main selling points of the Premier League product (excuse the vile rhetoric), has been the unpredictable nature of the competition – the self-styled ‘best league in the world’ requires that any team can beat any other on any given day. Of course, this has rarely been actually true, hence why the title is usually claimed by one of three, at a push four, clubs, but the promise of unforeseen events is enough to feed the narrative beast.

Without the phenomenal start made by Arsenal this season, the Premier League would already look much like a case of when City would claim the title rather than if – Guardiola’s side have scored ten more goals than other side so far after just eight or nine games and no-one has conceded less. They also comfortably have both the highest expected goals for and lowest against, running teams ragged with seeming ease and providing threats from all angles.

Perhaps one element of uncertainty in this season is the unprecedented mid-season break to accommodate the winter World Cup in Qatar. It’s impossible to predict how this will affect all involved, both on an individual level and in terms of their roles within their respective teams, other than speculating that those with the biggest and deepest squads will probably deal with it most comfortably.

Alternatively, will those players not involved in the World Cup, including Salah and Haaland, suffer from having their season disrupted for a month? How will they handle returning to action and maintaining their form?

If the current form of City and their rivals continues throughout the rest of this season, neutral followers will be hoping that Arsenal can continue their imperious start to the campaign and maintain a title challenge.

Otherwise, the only topics of conversation for the rest of this season will be around the goalscoring feats of Haaland and just how many records he can break. Having already become the fastest player to reach 10 and 15 goals, he will no doubt have his sights on the Premier League records for a season – 32 in a 38 game campaign and 34 in a 42 fixture calendar. He may even be eyeing up a record that many think could stand forever: Dixie Dean’s 60-goal season in 1927-28 – on current form, Haaland is on course to score 63 times this season, although surely he cannot maintain that level of lethality.

Can he?

Real Reign Supreme: Europe’s Most Elite Club Stay On Top

When Vinícius Junior found himself in space to find the net with what turned out to be Real Madrid’s sole shot on target in the entire Champions League final on Saturday evening in Paris, it felt strangely inevitable yet also something of a surprise.

That moment in itself was essentially a condensed version of Real’s entire campaign – while it seems far-fetched to view the competition’s most successful side in history, now having won European club football’s highest honour 14 times, as something of an underdog, that is kind of true.

Perhaps a more fitting characterisation would be of old-money establishment putting the new-money upstarts in their place, with a run to the final that included victories against Paris St Germain and Manchester City either side of eliminating sanction-stricken Chelsea. In all three of those two-legged ties, this Real side, packed with ageing superstars seemingly playing on beyond their best, somehow found a way to get past their opponents when it seemed impossible.

In each of those knockout ties, Real were seemingly dead and buried, from turning the PSG tie around in the last 30 minutes, through taking the Chelsea quarter final to extra time and on to that incredible stoppage time flurry against City when 3 goals in the 90th minute turned a 3-5 deficit into a 6-5 win on aggregate. That this team keeps finding paths to victory in all those circumstances speaks volumes for the mentality of their players and coach, Carlo Ancelotti.

Once again, in this final against Liverpool, defeat looked most likely but thanks to a combination of an outstanding goalkeeping performance from Thibaut Courtois and a collective determination to keep soaking up pressure, this team kept Jurgen Klopp’s Reds at bay before exploiting one of few potential gaps in Liverpool’s defence – namely the possibility of finding space behind star wing-back Trent Alexander-Arnold – to score the game’s only goal with half an hour still to play.

Coming in to the match, a Liverpool win looked the most likely outcome; Klopp has assembled a fantastic team built on hard work, collective excellence over individual brilliance and the forcing of errors through intensity. The creative genius of Alexander-Arnold, the explosive pace and goalscoring feats of Mohamed Salah and the silky-smooth assurance in defence of Virgil van Dijk – there’s no doubting that this side is among the very best – which also shows just how good the current Manchester City side is to shade them in the Premier League title race.

However, there’s just something about this Real team – whether it be the experience of Toni Kroos, Luka Modric and Casemiro in midfield, the explosive talent of Vinícius out wide or the scruff-of-neck number 9 play of Karim Benzema, they just keep finding a way to navigate through almost any situation to victory.

Surely much of the praise deserves to go to Ancelotti; this time last year, the Italian had led Everton to an un-noteworthy 10th place in the Premier League, raising questions about his future and perhaps signalling the end of his time at the top table of coaching. When he resigned from his post at Goodison Park to return to the Santiago Bernabeu, many eyebrows were raised, with few expecting him to succeed in the shadow of Zinedine Zidane, despite his second spell in charge of the club having failed to live up to the success of his first, when they claimed a hat-trick of Champions League wins.

This latest success makes Ancelotti the first coach to win the Champions League on four occasions – twice with Real and a further twice with AC Milan. In addition, his record of having won domestic league titles in Italy, England, France, Spain and Germany demonstrates his ability to adapt and develop a winning formula wherever his travels take him. In a footballing world of philosophies and blueprints, where winning isn’t always enough and defining a whole new way of playing the game seems to be desired, Ancelotti’s style seems to be a far more basic one: just win. With style, if you can.

That has been exactly what Real have brought to this year’s Champions League campaign – when the odds have been against them, they’ve managed to stay in games and force their way back into contention, maximising their steadfast belief that they would ultimately come out on top. Benzema in particular has stood out in this team, free at least from his role as Ronaldo’s wingman; his first-leg hat-trick at Stamford Bridge was the highest of highlights, but Modric and Kroos are equally as essential to Real’s success with their unwavering consistency and ability avert danger by shifting the play from one area of the pitch to another under pressure. As a midfield pairing, their understanding of the space they occupy and how to find more elsewhere without sacrificing possession is unrivalled, helping Real avoid the unforced errors that Liverpool impress upon most.

Perhaps on another day, Liverpool might have scored from at least one of their first half opportunities and put this game to bed. Had that have been the case, however, this season’s form suggests that Real would probably still have clung on in this final and again managed to snatch an unlikely victory. As it was, the longer this game went without a goal, the more visibly Liverpool became frustrated and the more a Real win looked on the cards.

When Federico Valverde’s cross found its way to the net via Vinícius’s well-timed run and finish, it felt beyond one of those entirely predictable moments that turn games and more akin to the exertion of will by an empirical force. That sense of the established power ruling through tradition and entitlement, manifested in this case through unwavering confidence in their ability come out on top. They just know that they will ultimately win, so they do.

As a result of their historical success in the European Cup and Champions League, no other club is as closely tied to the competition than Real. This in itself is hugely ironic when you consider the role played by the club and their president, Florentino Perez, in trying to kill UEFA and its flagship tournament by forming and flogging the European Super League fiasco a little over 12 months ago.

So after all, despite that attempt at a coup de t’at last spring, European football’s most haughty member of the establishment were able to flex their muscle on the field when it mattered most and keep their hands on the sport’s biggest prize, which does make it difficult to totally commit to their underdog, against-the-odds journey to lifting the trophy.

Just when you think this team, this club and perhaps even this category of super club – lacking the bottomless pit of petrodollars of their rivals – has done all it can and reached the end of the road, they somehow find a way to stay in the game, stay in the competition and stay relevant in the sport. The bloodline continues, the monarch refuses to die and the Champions League’s kings just keep on winning.