Show caption Jordan Henderson played a key part in Liverpool’s first goal in the crucial win over Chelsea on Sunday. Photograph: Matt West/BPI/REX/Shutterstock Sportblog Hendo Unchained: Liverpool’s dogged captain takes centre stage in title race Jordan Henderson is thriving in his more advanced role under Jürgen Klopp after years spent filling in where required Jonathan Wilson @jonawils Mon 15 Apr 2019 10.27 BST Share on Facebook

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One of the hallmarks of great drama is when a previously unheralded character turns out to have a significant impact on the denouement that, in hindsight, seems inevitable. (Gendry? Samwell Tarly, perhaps? Or maybe one of the surviving direwolves?) Jordan Henderson may be Liverpool captain but, a fortnight ago, who really thought he might have a major say in the playing out of the title race – and that it would be positive?

Liverpool were not nervous exactly but five minutes into the second half against Chelsea on Sunday they were perhaps just at the stage of thinking they needed a goal soon or they would start to become anxious. Manchester City’s victory against Crystal Palace meant they had to win, but playing into the wind howling over the Anfield Road End they had struggled for rhythm in the first half.

Then Mohamed Salah made an incursion and was checked. Never fear: there was Henderson bounding up in support. His first touch took him into space and the Kop bayed for him to shoot: no deft stuff, Hendo, please! But he didn’t. His second touch, at pace, was weighted perfectly to take him to the byline but not beyond, and his third chipped the ball to the back post where Sadio Mané couldn’t miss. The 6 has become an 8 and, for a third successive fixture, he unlocked the game. It was a moment of pure, distilled Henderson: an assist seeded in his enthusiasm but brought to fruition by a level of skill and technical control that often seems underestimated.

Two years ago the German photographer Christian Vieler brought out a book comprising studio shots of dogs as they tried to catch a chewy treat he tossed for them. Look at those pictures and look at Henderson under a high ball. The expression is the same. The same focus, the same desire, the same sheer wonderment to be alive in a universe in which such delights can drop from the sky.

In part, Henderson’s reputation has suffered because of his loyalty and his willingness to do what his master commands. When he first emerged at Sunderland, he was a right-winger. Steve Bruce soon moved him into the centre but in his first game there, away at Birmingham, he was dreadful. Bruce kept faith and, marvelling at his willingness to learn, was vindicated as within a matter of weeks Henderson had established himself as a box-to-box player.

When Fabio Capello gave him his first England cap, in a 2-1 home defeat against France in November 2010, though, it was as a holder just in front of the back four. Henderson was awful but the decision to play him there, a role he had never occupied, was mystifying. Henderson, though, overcame the setback and, given Harry Kane’s injury, could end up captaining England into the Nations League semi-final.

Signed for Liverpool as part of some misguided moneyballing under Kenny Dalglish, Henderson was very nearly sold by Brendan Rodgers. But he kept going and prevailed, because that is what he does. Jürgen Klopp needed him to operate as the deepest-lying midfielder – as what German football refers to as a 6, a convention Henderson, ever the diligent student, seems willingly to have adopted.

Henderson did the job willingly enough, but it is not a assignment at which he excels. He does not have the instinctive positional sense of a Claude Makélélé or an Andrea Pirlo, a Sergio Busquets or a Xabi Alonso. When Liverpool pressed hard and constantly, his energy meant he could get away with it: pace and aggression were prioritised above precision. But this season, as Liverpool’s approach has become slightly more conservative, those tactical failings have been exposed. So Henderson, out of favour, his frustration apparent as he pointedly ignored Klopp on being substituted at Old Trafford in February, suggested he might be better on the right of the three, as an 8.

That is what he loves, being let off the leash so – eyes bright, tongue lolling, ears flapping, drool flying from his jowls – he can go chasing rabbits and smells and squirrels and, yes, balls wherever his enthusiasm may take him. As Alex Ferguson once noted, there is something slightly odd about Henderson’s gait, which perhaps means he will never be the most graceful of players, that his mistakes will stand out and even his moments of genius can appear a little clumsy, but look at his impact.

Henderson came off the bench to turn the game at Southampton. It was his through-ball that cracked Porto open in the Champions League last Tuesday. It was his intervention that opened up Chelsea. He was relegated to the bench for England’s last game as well, but came on against Montenegro in that No 8 role to create the fourth and fifth goals with quick forward passes.

The result has been Hendo Unchained, and it may end up bringing Liverpool the title.

Quick Guide Premier League title race: the remaining fixtures Manchester City (86 points) 24 Apr Man Utd (a)

28 Apr Burnley (a)

4 May Leicester (h)

12 May Brighton (a) Liverpool (85 points) 21 Apr Cardiff (a)

26 Apr Huddersfield (h)

5 May Newcastle (a)

12 May Wolves (h) Show Hide