Marc Guéhi’s move to Liverpool is basically locked in, mate—papers flying, pens ready. Liverpool and Crystal Palace have shaken hands on a £45 million package, sweetened with add-ons after flipping Jarell Quansah to Bayer Leverkusen. Guéhi’s side has nodded in approval, so it’s just medicals and dotted lines now. Liverpool’s not messing around; they’ve got their eyes on bolstering defense before the Premier League lights switch on.
Over at Arsenal, Viktor Gyokeres has sorted personal terms, putting the Gunners tantalizingly close to landing him. They’ve set their sights on this so-called “monster” striker with a €60 million budget in mind. But Sporting Lisbon isn’t playing nice—they want €80 million, full stop. Arsenal’s brass has zero interest in coughing up that sum, which is a classic summer window standoff if I’ve ever seen one.
Liverpool, meanwhile, have been wheeling and dealing with a vengeance. They kicked things off signing Jeremie Frimpong, splashed out record cash for Florian Wirtz, snatched Milos Kerkez, and scooped young keeper Armin Pecsi. Four fresh faces already, but the word is plenty more bodies could still pass through the Shankly Gates before the deadline.
Arsenal are stuck in a tug-of-war for Gyokeres, but they’re hedging their bets with Benjamin Sesko. Leipzig once demanded a laughable €100 million for Sesko, but rumor has it they’re softening to something nearer €70 million. It’s like watching two uncles haggle at a car boot sale, but with zero humor and tens of millions on the table.
Then there’s Rodrygo, whose saga is bubbling over. Arsenal is inching toward a Rodrygo deal after dropping a £42 million agreement, and their odds spiked when Xabi Alonso made a fresh call that seems to grease the wheels. Mikel Arteta and Andrea Berta are apparently in full turbo mode, gunning to lock down more signings before their crucial deadline hits.
Manchester United are lurking in the shadows for Victor Osimhen, but true to their big club ego, they’re only moving on their own terms. Reports say they’ve been quietly laying groundwork and won’t be rushed into a panic buy. They’re cool, calm, and calculated—though you have to wonder how long that patience lasts.
Osimhen, meanwhile, has been waving at the exit door in Napoli, with whispers of a lush contract dancing around him. At 26, he’s primed for a Premier League leap, and the money being floated is wild enough to make anyone think twice about loyalty. Ruben Amorim’s crew clearly rates him, and they’re not alone.
Bottom line: the summer window’s heating up fast. Clubs are scrambling to outdo each other, egos are colliding, and fortunes are about to swap hands. It’s the same old song, just with bigger price tags and more desperate headlines.
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