Jordan Henderson claims Trent Alexander-mother Arnold’s banned the defender from getting a Champions League trophy tattoo following their 2019 title victory against Tottenham.
The legendary trophy was permanently engraved on the thigh of Liverpool’s captain after the team defeated Tottenham in the 2019 championship match.
Jordan Henderson has revealed the details of how he got a tattoo of the Champions League trophy.
Mohamed Salah and Divock Origi’s goals gave the Merseyside team in Madrid the European Cup.
And after Henderson went to Klockwork Tattoo Club 333 in California, he made sure Ol’ Big Ears stayed with him forever.
However, the England player said that Daniel Agger, a cult figure from Liverpool, put up the tattoo, which Alexander-Arnold was also scheduled to have.
But the 20-year-old, who had originally proposed getting a tattoo, changed his mind at the last minute after his mother intervened.
Henderson wrote in his autobiography, “He said, ‘We should get tattoos.'” “We ought to get a tattoo of the Champions League trophy on our lower legs.”
“My ribs are covered in tattoos of my children; I don’t have many other tattoos. I said right away that I was game, though.
“You will do it too, right?’ It was he who suggested it after all. One hundred percent,’ he said.
“We were both going to Los Angeles for our summer break so I thought I would send Daniel Agger a message. Daniel knows everything there is to know about tattoos, he’s covered in them, and is a qualified tattoo artist.
“I was sure he would know someone that he would be able to fix us up with in LA. I liked the idea that we could turn up, and know we were getting it done properly by someone who had been recommended.
“I told Trent that I would contact Dan, and that we would get them done when we were in LA. We could just turn up and know that they would do a good job.
4Henderson ensured that Ol’ Big Ears has stayed with him forever after getting it inked on his thighCredit: AFP or licensors
“‘Yeah yeah’ Trent said. ‘Brilliant, love it.’ I wаnted to double check with him before I organised it. ‘You’re sure aren’t you?’ I asked again. ‘You’re absolutely sure?’
“He said ‘yeah yeah, absolutely.’ So I texted Dan, and he said it wouldn’t be a problem, and that he knew someone not far from LA and that he would arrange it.
A week later, he sent another note. All resolved, he declared. He was fantastic; he told us the time, date, and place as well as the people we needed to see.
“I made plans to pick him up the following morning and we would go out at the end of the evening.
“I said I’d pick you up at eleven.” Trent said the word “sound.” At 11 a.m., I pulled up at his villa, expecting to see him there, but there was silence.
He emerged after I waited for a little while, appearing a little apologetic. I called out, “Come on, get in.”
“Well, he murmured, ‘I can’t come.'” “You what?” My expression fell. How come you are unable to attend?
“I’m unable to attend,” he repeated. “Mum says I’m not allowed, so I can’t come.”
