Daizen Maeda has scorched Scotland. Thirty-three goals. Eleven assists. All competitions. One season.
Now, the Premier League calls. Arsenal. Chelsea. Liverpool. All watching. All waiting. But only one will land him.
Celtic’s 27-year-old talisman could be available for just £25 million this summer—a bargain for a forward whose work rate stuns pundits and whose finishing turns games. And while the London giants circle, it’s Liverpool who stand tallest in this chase.
Arsenal are chasing elsewhere. Their eyes? Benjamin Šeško. Viktor Gyökeres. Bigger names. Bigger prices. Advanced talks are already underway.
Chelsea? They’ve long wanted Victor Osimhen. Napoli’s price? North of £100 million. And while Manchester United lurk, the Blues have the cash to kill the competition. Their attack rebuild is Napoli-bound.
But Liverpool? They’re shedding forwards. At least three attackers may leave this window. Jota. Núñez. Maybe even Salah. And Arne Slot wants reinforcements—fast, functional, clinical. Not just famous.
Maeda fits.
He’s no marquee. But he runs until the whistle dies. He presses like Klopp never left. He finishes with ruthless clarity.
And Liverpool know: The window won’t wait. The price won’t stay low. The player won’t be ignored.
This isn’t just about the goals. It’s about value. Timing. Identity.
Maeda isn’t a backup plan. He’s a solution.
And for a team looking to evolve, he could be the unexpected heart of something new.