It wasn't a subtle dig. It wasn't a veiled reference to an opponent. None of that faux 'respect' for a player who'd achieved plenty in the modern game. This was in-your-face, brash, swagger dripping-from-every-cell arrogance from an 18-year-old - and it was beautiful.
Myles Lewis-Skelly scored his first goal for Arsenal in their 5-1 rout of Manchester City, and with his celebration, firmly announced to the world, and Erling Haaland in particular, what he intends to be: a superstar.
There was plenty of needle coming into this game, the 2-2 draw at the Etihad in September was still fresh in the minds of the Arsenal players. Erling Haaland had ended that game as City celebrated a last-gasp draw against 10-man Arsenal with the words 'Stay humble, eh?' to Mikel Arteta. He'd also thrown a ball off Gabriel Magalhaes' head in celebration and shouted 'who the f*** are you?' at Lewis-Skelly.
To say he was persona-non-grata at the Emirates was an understatement. As Arsenal made a fast start to the game with Odegaard's goal, and Martinelli's effort being ruled out for offside, Gabriel wasted no time in celebrating in Haaland's face. Even if their manager disagreed, the players had trained their focus on one opponent in particular, the grudge deeply held.
Lewis-Skelly, about six inches shorter than the Norwegian striker, even outmuscled Haaland off the ball in an early duel. It underlined why his teammates trusted him despite his young age, and his speed of adaptation into the Arsenal first XI. This was a player who earned himself a yellow card before even stepping on the pitch for Arsenal, a player who celebrated being booked and substituted against Tottenham by geeing the crowd up and reveling in the adulation.
Haaland vs Lewis-Skelly wasn't going to be a battle of shrinking violets.
The City striker did have his moment, rising tall at the back post to bring City level in the second half. City's joy was short lived, though, as Thomas Partey restored Arsenal's lead almost immediately, but the game was still finely poised. City had shown glimpses of their treble-winning selves and could hurt Arsenal at a moment's notice.
As the clock ticked over to 61:42, Arsenal had another one of their patient probing spells down the left wing. Except Lewis-Skelly, ostensibly a left-back, was in the box ahead of even Martin Odegaard. He'd been a midfielder at his time in the Arsenal academy and it showed with his comfort on the ball.
Partey, Gabriel and Declan Rice rotated the ball amongst themselves with cautious passes, aiming to move City's defensive structure around in specific ways. Rice had the ball on the left touchline, and Arsenal had five players in their attacking line, three of them in the box. City expected a cross, Havertz and Odegaard made runs towards heading positions in the box, but Lewis-Skelly dropped in between the lines on the edge of the box, pointing to his feet and asking for the ball.
The diversion worked as Rice obliged, and Lewis-Skelly had the time and space to collect, turn and rush into the box. Three City players converged on him, and facing up to John Stones, the Arsenal midfielder made a minor move towards shooting on his left foot. Stones leapt in a bit to eagerly to block, happy to allow Lewis-Skelly onto his 'weaker' right foot.
There is beauty in the simplicity of a younger footballing mind. Kai Havertz and Martin Odegaard, two very left footed players spurned multiple opportunities this season in a bid to work a better angle with their stronger foot, dallying on the ball. No such thing for Lewis-Skelly: Stones gave him half-a-yard on his right foot, so he shot with his right foot.
The strike was powerful, curled toward the far end, and even if Stefan Ortega in the City net got a hand to the ball, it only served to enhance the drama of the moment as the ball looped into the top corner. Cue, bedlam in the stands.
Lewis-Skelly, meanwhile? He still had a point to make. Off he ran towards the corner flag, and out came the celebration. One Haaland had done so often - the yoga pose - and Lewis-Skelly was mocking that very celebration to make a pointed statement.
The Arsenal players gathered round, senior pros in adulation for a youngster making the Emirates his own. Almost a renaissance painting, the moment captured by the cameras seemed to finally answer Haaland's question in Manchester -- 'Who the f*** are you?'
'This is who I am.'
For re-kindling rivalries, for not yielding to sanitized requirements of footballers nowadays, for simply grabbing his moment, Myles Lewis-Skelly takes our Moment of the Week.