Harvey Elliott emerged from the sanctuary of Liverpool's dressing room 90 minutes after the previous unforgettable 90 minutes had ended.
He had a smile as wide as the River Mersey and had come armed with a drink in hand to toast the occasion. While his father, Scott, was contemplating going home to open, a bottle of Red his son was happy with his plastic beaker of homemade fresh lemonade.
The intention was to go home and re-live every second of one of the most extraordinary games Anfield has witnessed, a 7-0 slaying of Manchester United that was so comprehensive it felt, at times, that the humbled visiting team had seen two of their men sent off.