Football works in mysterious ways.
If all had gone to plan last summer Divock Origi, fresh off scoring just nine goals on loan at Wolfsburg, would be playing for Wolves or Huddersfield.
If all had gone to plan last night Mo Salah and Roberto Firmino would have lead the line while Origi took his customary place on the bench.
Neither circumstance materialised and somehow, somehow Liverpool fans are now counting their blessings.
Because within last night’s incomprehensible Anfield comeback story was the narrative arc of another more individual redemption tale.
This is a guy who was voted the worst player in Ligue 1 during a spell at Lille and barely made an impression with the Reds’ Under-23s last summer.
He was only ever meant to be a last throw of the dice this season, deployed when desperate times called for desperate measures.
Yet fast forward nine months and Origi is suddenly front and centre, the talk of the town with calls for a statue outside Anfield.
Those calls are only slightly tongue in cheek too because, against all odds, Liverpool are still just 180 minutes away from all their wildest dreams coming true.
And, of all people, Origi has played a pivotal part.
His two-goal take down of Barcelona took his tally to a modest six for the season. So you’ll just about need two hands to count them.
But other than a consolation in the FA Cup defeat to Wolves and the third in a 5-0 league rout of Watford, they’ve all been momentous.
He was already written into Anfield folklore with that gravity-defying 96th minute winner in the derby back in December.
Yet his name will be etched further into the record books if his interventions over the last week don’t go to waste.
The Belgian got his head to Xherdan Shaqiri’s cross to give Liverpool yet another late win at Newcastle on Saturday, prolonging their Premier League title ambitions until the final day of the season.
And now he’s put the same club who tried to usher him gently towards the exit last summer in a second successive Champions League final.
On Saturday he dedicated his winner at St James’ Park to the injured Salah, saying: “We felt like we had to do it for Mo, who had to come off. We felt like we had to fight for the three points.”
Four days later he was doing his best impression of the Egyptian King with a match-winning brace on the biggest night of his life.
Liverpool’s love affair with the European Cup goes on, their obsession with miracles unrivalled across any sport.
Istanbul will probably never be topped, but for the younger generation of Reds’ fans too tender in years to properly appreciate it, this was their very own reenactment.
In some ways it may even surpass 2005 given the context; the first-leg deficit and the presence of the greatest player of all time lurking on the other side.
Origi’s comeback story is just as miraculous. This was his night after a season of clutch moments that Liverpool will forever owe him for.