David Beckham: The brand charges on but Becks bows out unfulfilled

“Old Time, the greatest and longest established spinner of all!.. his factory is a secret place, his work is noiseless, and his hands are mutes” said Charles Dickens, referring to the commodity of age as an almost haunting process.

There is definitely a chill about the air in 2013, the defining generation of the Premier League era is edging itself to the door. Michael Owen and Jamie Carragher both wave goodbye on Sunday, as does Paul Scholes, accompanied by his manager, who ends his 26 year stint in charge of Manchester United with a game against West Bromwich Albion.

Scholes’s exit leaves Ryan Giggs as the one remaining “Fergie Fledgling”, the one-man contradiction to the words of Dickens, as this week, over in Paris, David Beckham has also announced he is to remove himself from football’s A-list.

His news was inevitably accompanied by numerous replays of his half-way line goal against Wimbledon, as well as that free-kick against Greece that sent a sharp tingle down the most insensitive of spines as it curved into the net, sending England to the 2002 World Cup.

The perspective of ageing can be found in that particular trawl back through the archives as Steven Gerrard and Rio Ferdinand will be the only two survivors from that 2-2 draw, twelve years on, heading back to the drudgery of pre-season in the late-summer.

As football moves on to a brave new era, there was an opportunity to dwell on Beckham’s fine, if not fantastic career. With 6 Premier League titles, a Champions League, league titles in Spain and France and a series of trophies from his time in the United States, Beckham can certainly walk away with a glimmering trophy cabinet, however there has to be a tinge of regret accompanying the nostalgia as he looks back through a career that spanned two decades.

Nearly all of Sir Alex Ferguson’s class of the mid-90s have left Manchester United effusively, Phil Neville and Nicky Butt when first team opportunities stemmed out of reach, Gary Neville when chronic injuries hit and Scholes when father-time has eventually reared his head. That is of course, all but Giggs, who is still soldiering on at the ripe old age of 38, and Beckham, who bucked the trend, leaving United shrouded in controversy and dispute.

Ferguson did not mean to kick that infamous boot at Beckham in the aftermath of a 2003 FA Cup tie against Arsenal, yet it provided the perfect illustration to accompany Beckham’s acrimonious exit to Real Madrid that summer. Beckham had developed “this fashion thing” according to Ferguson, causing him to witness his “transition into a different person”.

In the run up to the World Cup of 2002, after that meeting with Greece, Beckham suffered a foot injury in a challenge with Argentinean Aldo Duscher and the media fanfare began to take pace, almost into insanity, as it rushed Beckham into Sven Goran Eriksson’s plans for Japan and Korea.

Despite his “redemption” against Argentina in Sapporo, Beckham cut an unfit figure, jumping out of a challenge against Brazil in the quarter-finals in the build-up to Rivaldo’s equaliser. Yet England’s presence on the global stage without their captain was simply unthinkable, he had to be there, broken metatarsal or not. “Brand Beckham” had launched and for Manchester United it became too much. “His life changed when he met his wife” Ferguson once said.

Together with his wife, former Spice Girl Victoria Adams, and advisor Stuart Fuller, a behemoth of a marketing campaign was forged. Beckham perfume and clothing ranges were all exposed to the world as he moved to Spain and then the United States, but his dedication to the sport he loved never let up despite the ultra sums of money he was making alongside his on-pitch exploits.

Initially phased out from Real Madrid’s squad by Fabio Capello after his move to the MLS became public, he fought his way back in to the Italian’s thinking to help secure the Spanish title in 2007. Steve McClaren dropped him from his England revolution when he succeeded Sven Goran-Eriksson in 2007 but he was back a year later, lasting until an Achilles injury ruled him out of the 2010 World Cup.

All this came after he fought his way back from the vitriolic low he slumped to after being shown a red card for a faint kick on Diego Simeone at the France ’98 World Cup. Beckham’s persistence and refusal to give-in was peerless.

He filled his off-season in America by moving on loan to AC Milan, Carlo Ancelotti voicing huge support for his relentless professionalism. From lining a tyre on the frame of the goal after training at Manchester United’s old facility at the Cliff and trying repeatedly to bend a free-kick through it, right the way to popping up at Paris St Germain at the age of 38 for one final shot at the big time, Beckham was the footballer who vehemently refused to betray his natural instincts of sheer endeavour and devotion.

It was that ruthless pursuit of excellence that transformed him into one of the very best during the late 90s, early 2000s, which he lit up with his trademark array of spectacular goals and wonderful passes that were consistently inch-perfect. Football’s evolution into the culture of celebrity engrossed him however and Manchester United seemed to be aware of his transformation into the poster boy of this new age of ultra-capitalism at the top of the game.

Despite the 115 caps for England, despite the numerous cups he has won since his exit from Old Trafford, despite the phenomenal work-rate and flawless image he resiliently strived to demonstrate, Beckham’s career wasn’t what it should have been, that should be the most saddening eulogy to an otherwise incredible career.

 

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Paul Scholes: A Tribute to the Ginger Maestro

It is no coincidence that my 50th article of 2013 is on the Ginger Maestro. It is fitting that we revere and sendoff the great Paul Scholes in the grandest of styles. He may have retired before, but his comeback was even more phenomenal. After seven months out of the game, the pass King returned to help his old teammates when he felt they were short in a position he occupied and made his own for many years. One of the best players of his era deserves much more than laudatory remarks.

Despite his small frame, the majestic genius was so good he rarely ever put a foot wrong. How can you begin to acknowledge his contributions to the now rich Manchester United history. He picked up his 11th League winners medal on Sunday. The very same day that will represent his last ever as a a footballer at Old Trafford. He was injured for much of the year, but when he played from the start of the season, he was almost impeccable (bar his mistimed tackles).

The peak of his performance came in the 3-2 loss to Spurs at the Theatre last year where he attempted a mind boggling 144 passes only in the 2nd half. It was quite simply  astounding. The masterclass midfielder has dominated matches aplenty with his exceptional and unique skill and technique. Eyebrows were raised when he decided to clean up his old boots and get back on the pitch he sorely missed for the seven months he was out.

I, for one, was pissed that his last ever game as an esteemed professional would be that excruciating defeat to Barcelona in the UCL final at the new Wembley. Even though I was slightly excited by the way six players of the Blaugrana fought for his jersey, it wasn’t at all gratifying. It was relieving when he decided to give playing for Manchester United one final shot. I didn’t bother what the aftermath of his return would be.

All that mattered was that one of my all time favourite footballers was back. Not many can come out of retirement and still have a great impact on affairs. Paul Scholes was one of the select few. A  great master cannot suddenly become a student however long the hiatus could ever be. It was an effortless return to action in January 2011 and from then on, we were treated to some of the most scintillating performances ever seen.

He sparked the Manchester United revival that season and if not for some moments of madness, it would have ended in glory until Aguero broke our hearts on the last day of the season. He didn’t retire because he was aware that Manchester United don’t back down when the battle is at its fiercest.  True to the United spirit and drive that the equally supernatural Sir Alex Ferguson has instilled  in his team, the red army came roaring this term and no one could as much as muster a challenge when the march began and ended in victory.

The 13th Premier League and 20th English topflight crown was sealed in April and thus, it meant the grand old magician could have his swansong at Old Trafford entrenched in exaltation and splendor. Rio Ferdinand made sure the ginger Prince bowed out in style when he sent in an unstoppable cracker past the Swansea goalie in the 87th minute to gift our beloved Manchester United the win. It was written in the stars. A tad better than the sendoff two years prior and a much greater feeling of satisfaction and serenity.

When the World’s greatest ever footballer sings your praise, you know you are truly special. The exemplary and sometimes annoying Edson Arantes (PELE) was in awe of Paul Scholes. The Brazilian all time great was of the opinion that if the man affectionately called ‘SATNAV’ had been his teammate, he definitely would have scored more than the 1200+ goals he managed in his peerless career to date. Zinedine Zidane singled out Paul as the most difficult opponent he has ever faced. The former World and European Footballer of the year and the best player to come out of France. That says it all.

Other legitimate Legends like Thierry Henry, Luis Figo, Pep Guardiola, Xavi, etc have done their fair share of eulogies too. It is no mistake that Bobby Charlton calls the retiring great his favourite  footballer who epitomises the spirit of Manchester United and everything about Football. Another England great and a not too bad pass master, Glenn Hoddle extolled his sterling qualities, tagging him the jewel in the crown and unarguably one of the best footballers of his generation. Perhaps the finest of his age.

Paul Scholes is one of the very best of any generation. He could fit into any team in any era. His accumulation of cards was just one blip in a career worthy of praise and emulation. However, the man had self control and restraint when necessary. Despite receiving 97 yellow cards in the premier league, only on four occasions did he actually get sent off. His challenges were sometimes criminal, but largely thrown overboard and exaggerated by a large section of the media whose hate and envy of Manchester United increase on a daily basis.

It was Sven-Goran Eriksson (nicknamed Svennis) that denied England fans and the country itself the opportunity to see Scholesy in prime form. He retired at 29 because he was abandoned on the left wing in favour of Lampard and Gerrard who can never ever match his explosiveness and knack for finding the right man. Scholes is and will forever be incomparable on and off the pitch. Many attempts to get him back playing for the three lions hit a brick wall and rightly so. He was discarded like rotten potato..You can’t eat your fiesta and have it.

It isn’t just his on-the-pitch exploits that sets him apart. Scholes is one of the most humble and down to earth footballers of all time. Never one for the razzmatazz of the game nor for the celebrity lifestyle. A pure family person who drives home straight after training or any football match, avoiding interviews and what have you. You rarely come across a player with the complete package.

Here you have one of the world’s greatest ever players who prefers his football and family to fame and recognition and embraces glory rather than popularity. Despite all these, his excellent contributions to the game we love so much made him so famous and well loved. Take away his erratic rashness and uncompromising tackles and you have an almost spotless career filled with collective titles and personal accolades.

Hasta la vista the best decision-maker in world football. The man who could pass from Manchester to Massachusetts with consummate ease. We obviously would not mind a third foray. Although, John McEnroe’s famous rant to the Chair Umpire in his playing days must spring up…….’YOU CANNOT BE SERIOUS’

 

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Michael Owen: Saying goodbye to football’s most irrelevant, relevant player

As eyes turned to England and their forthcoming World Cup qualifiers, up stepped Michael Owen, the national team’s forgotten man, to provide some colour to the mundane vacuum of news that usually come with international week. He had decided to retire at the end of the season, in news that struck the headlines, but only those that ran along the side of the main narrative as a distraction, rather than the main, eye-catching story it could have been.

The Owen that is retiring is no longer the force who became the last player from UK shores to win the Balon D’Or, or even the one that sits as England’s fourth highest goal-scorer on 40 strikes. Instead, he is almost a complete irrelevance, a 33 year old Stoke City reserve who has made just one start this season, in the FA Cup at Crystal Palace.

You have to trawl back 15 years ago for the most salient memory of Owen’s career, his World Cup goal against Argentina in Saint Etienne that encapsulated football’s ability to deliver majestic wonder and hinted at what a bright career laid in wait for the 18 year old. That career has yielded just one FA Cup, 3 League Cups, 1 UEFA Cup and a Premier League winner’s medal that almost feels stolen after making just 11 league appearances and 1 start in Manchester United’s successful campaign of 2010/2011.

That game at Sunderland in the October of 2010, in which he was taken off at half-time, was his last league start. England’s shining light of France ’98, Liverpool’s precociously talented academy graduate who hit 158 goals in 297 games for the Merseyside club between 1996 and 2004, has failed to pass with the achievement and celebration his early days deserved. Instead, he has been shuffled out of the back-door in a shadow of ignominy.

Sven Goran Eriksson described Owen as a “cold-killer” after his hat-trick demolished Germany in Munich in 2001 and he was indeed a machine, sweeping all before him with his 28 league goals heading into the World Cup of 2002 in Japan and Korea. In the quarter-finals against Brazil, he sprung away from Lucio and put England ahead with an example of the ruthless finishing that typified his art.

Yet, England bowed out on penalties, just like they did in the European Championships of 2 years later when he put them ahead early vs Portugal.

His was a devastating craft; pace and balance, arched predator-like on the shoulder of the defender to pounce away and make many a goalkeeper look helpless as he mercilessly stuck the ball past him. Yet he was so often embroiled by misfortune, the poster-boy perhaps, of the underwhelming era of England’s “golden generation”. Injuries gradually ebbed away at his talent to the point he was a pale shadow of the popular young striker that shared the hopes of a nation with David Beckham at the turn of the millennium.

Owen in his prime..... almost unstoppable.

Owen in his prime….. almost unstoppable.

In 2006, England again went out via the medium of penalties to Portugal in Germany, but Owen had departed before it, tearing his anterior cruciate ligament in his knee in a group game against Sweden. He was previously dogged by a troublesome hamstrings and ankle injuries, plus the metatarsal injury he suffered in the season leading up to the World Cup, but that twist of his knee proved pivotal, from that moment on he was never the same.

Newcastle received a total of £10 million in compensation from the FA for the injury that ruled him out until the following April, but hernia and thigh injuries followed. He made just 13 appearances in his first two years at Newcastle, as his time in the north east fizzled out with the expiration of his contract in their relegation year of 2009.

To illustrate his demise, his agents were forced to flog the player through a glossy brochure as his availability was met with a distinct lack of interest. Manchester United gambled and got 3 years out of him, but despite scoring a last minute winner in the Manchester derby, his time at Old Trafford was largely spent as a forgettable resident of the bench.

Owen last-gasp strike in the Manchester derby.... his final show-stopping moment.

Owen last-gasp strike in the Manchester derby…. his final show-stopping moment.

Fabio Capello had phased him out of England duty stalled on 89 caps and 40 goals, his last appearance coming in 2008 as the country found it easy to move away from the striker who promised so much, so young. Stoke gave him one last shot at the chance to go out on a high but that has also passed the 33 year old by, he has been restricted to just seven games at the Britannia as the stark realisation that his future no longer lies in the game, but with his family and his passion for horse-racing, has hit home.

The hat-trick against Germany, his status as Europe’s best player in 2001 and the goal against Argentina will live on, the South American website Ole hailed a “natural goal-scorer who worked wonders” in a eulogy that was unfortunately correct. Owen both scored goals and worked wonders but he didn’t do it for anywhere near long enough. The trouble is, when you don’t do it for long enough, memories fade, people move on and you’re left to go quietly and regretfully.

Goodbye Michael Owen, it should have been so different.

 

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Liverpool FC: Retiring Carragher remains professional until the very end

After playing the role of the understated member of Liverpool’s back four for what seems like an eternity, it was typical of Jamie Carragher that announcement of his retirement came via a short statement issued on his club’s official website that spoke of his wish to exempt the culmination of Liverpool’s season from doubts about his future.

He thanked the support he has received over the sixteen years he has spent at Anfield, mentioned what a great pleasure it was to play for Liverpool and how he would be committed for four further months before leaving it there. “I won’t be making any further comment from now until the end of the season” read the final paragraph.

Typically of Carragher, he will then just get on with it, just like he did in the famous Champions League final of 2005 when he cut the figure of an immovable rock at the back in extra-time despite suffering from a heavy bout of cramp. Those closing stages against AC Milan in Istanbul were perhaps his Liverpool career in microcosm, drawing on all the passion and desire that he has exhumed in each one of his 723 appearances for Liverpool so far, a tally that puts him second to only Ian Callaghan in the list of Anfield devotees.

What is slightly surprising about Carragher’s announcement is the timing, occurring not long after return to the Liverpool first team in which he has played 24 times this season, playing a vital role in draws at Arsenal and Manchester City that have put the Merseyside club club in contention for a return to the Champions League.

He would probably remain as cover provided Brendan Rodgers’s first choice pairing of Daniel Agger and Martin Skrtel are both fit, but the recent debacle of FA Cup defeat at Oldham, in which Carragher watched on from the bench alongside fellow elder statesmen Steven Gerrard, showed he still has a lot to offer as a reserve option, as well as a galvanising force in the dressing room.

Rodgers however is trying to usher in a new dawn at Anfield and by looking at Vegard Forren in January, the 24 year old Norwegian central defender now at Southampton, it gave a clear indication as any to the youthful direction in which Rodgers is planning to take the club.

Carragher, at the ripe old age of 35, is wise enough to realise that the Northern Irish manager’s long-term plans do not contain him, and has saw fit to drop out now before he becomes a cumbersome side-act to a club he has never failed to serve with consummate professionalism.

It has been an extremely long journey for the boyhood Evertonian since he was handed his debut against Middlesborough by Roy Evans in 1997 as a highly rated young centre-half. Gerard Houllier moved him to right back following the treble of 2001 and Carragher’s formed suffered greatly.

Fans began to get on his back, even the player himself was aware of the supporter’s derision “they wanted an attacking full-back, they thought they don’t need Carra no more” he said.

Then Rafael Benitez took over in 2004 and proved that opinion so emphatically wrong, installing Carragher as the defensive cornerstone of a side that dramatically won the Champions League in 2005, again reached the final in 2007 and finished closer to the Premier League title as they have ever done in 2009. Between those years under the stewardship of Benitez, it would not be hyperbole to argue Carragher was in the company of the very best centre-backs in the world.

It was in 2007 where Carragher decided to retire from international football citing a frustration with managers constantly refusing him to play him at centre-back. Perhaps it was gross misfortune that Carragher had to compete with the finest generation of centre-half England have arguably ever witnessed in Rio Ferdinand, Ledley King and John Terry all regarded ahead of him in the pecking order, but that is not to take anything away from the fierce competitor who got by on an intelligent footballing brain (that heavily excused his lack of pace) and his powerful influence on his team-mates.

It was this evergreen quality that proved too much for Fabio Capello to ignore as he saw the Liverpool centre-back worthy of one final call-up to the England squad for the World Cup of South Africa in 2010 as a 32 year old who had been away from the national team for three years.

It is that superb centre-back and loyal servant that Carragher will eventually bow out as, departing at the end of the season to an absence that one may predict will not be too long away from a game he remains fanatical about. His renowned passion and understanding of the sport will bode him well for a future that looks likely to involve coaching, given his natural leadership qualities, and eventually management.

He may even be an attractive proposition for punditry and media work given the calculated sense has often spoken when interviewed, but regardless of the future for a player that will be immortalised in Liverpool’s proud history, it has been a past applicable to the most imperious of model professionals.

 

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Ryan Giggs: 39 birthday candles ominous for the Welsh Wizard

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It is difficult to imagine what Ryan Giggs must have felt when he became 39 on Thursday. Currently out with a hamstring injury, he couldn’t do what he has done on a regular basis for the past 21 years, train for Manchester United, nor could he properly celebrate their 1-0 win over West Ham the night before. Instead he was subjected to the archives, interviewed by a variety of media outlets in the name of nostalgia, looking back through the two decades that have made him such a legend at England’s most successful club.

Whilst he was digging up the past, the sad reality is that Sir Alex Ferguson and Giggs’s Manchester United teammates would have been looking into the future. The victory over West Ham had set them up for what looks to be a two-horse race for the title with rivals Manchester City, whilst a nervy, disjointed performance would have occupied the manager’s mind further.

As Ferguson seeks to cure United’s indifference for the rest of a season that has already seen 3 defeats, it is getting harder to imagine Giggs being a part of his thinking.

The Welshman was part of the most recent of those losses, the 1-0 reverse at Norwich two weeks ago in which he, playing at the base of United’s midfield alongside Michael Carrick, was simply overran by the Canaries’ hard-working, energetic unit.

The duo of Carrick and Giggs had been a feature of United’s title success and march to the Champions League final of 2011, but just like at Wigan in April, this time the double-act were woefully exposed. Giggs can no longer offer the pace and poise to the partnership.

Age can creep up with the most sudden of impacts and with Giggs, the process has hit the legs first. His brilliant Champions League semi-final performance in Schalke in which he dictated a 2-0 win is only 15 months ago. From that to an anonymous left-wing display in the 2-3 home defeat to Spurs in September has been the quickest, yet the most expected, of footballing declines.

Like for Paul Scholes, who also performed horrifically in the loss to Spurs and struggled noticeably against QPR last weekend until he was hauled off, the bell is slowly beginning to toll for half of Manchester United’s all-conquering midfield of the late 90′s- early 00′s.

Accounting for the other half, Roy Keane now analyses for television, while David Beckham prepares for one final bank account-boosting crescendo in his semi-retirement. The time that Giggs and Scholes will have to accept that fate is driving them the same way is looming clear on the horizon; Scholes has already accepted it once, and was back within 6 months, neither of these consummate professionals, despite their prolonged brilliance, can hold off Father Time.

It is testament to the professionalism of Giggs that, even despite his tabloid scandal, his ending will be littered with tributes across the football world, regardless of tribe. His legacy will be peerless; 33 winners medals with Manchester United including a record breaking 12 league titles, the holder of the most appearances in the Premier League and for Manchester United with an incredible 774, and counting, for now.

26 personal accolades, an OBE for services to football, an Hall of Fame inductee, the list goes on. By far the most successful of a dying breed in a modern game plagued by obscene wages and transfer fees, the “one club man”.

There is an underlying criticism, even amongst United supporters, that Giggs has never realised his true potential, that his durability has been achieved with consistent mediocrity sprinkled with odd moment of genius, his wonderful FA Cup semi-final winning solo effort of 1999 for example. Yet, overseeing the unveiling of the statue of Sir Alex Ferguson at Old Trafford last Friday, Giggs was joined by Eric Cantona, Brian McClair, Dwight Yorke, Andy Cole, Ole Gunnar Solskjaer, Ruud Van Nistelrooy. All names associated with genius and the unparalleled success of the last 20 years at Old Trafford, but Giggs remains the Godfather of all of them.

Through all the soaves of players Ferguson has gone through during his period of constant success, Giggs has seen and played with them all. Even if the accusation of moderation lies true, there is no arguing that is a remarkable, trophy-laden achievement.

He is a throwback to the forgotten age, outliving the marketing revolution that was the Premier League and growing with it to the point of synonymity, he is the only player present on the opening day of the new dawn back in 1992 still serving.

The word legend has almost become a cliché in the current age as so many supporters clamour for a hero, but there are none worthy of it more than Giggs. By eclipsing the contribution made of Bobby Charlton, who sits as another statue near to Ferguson at Old Trafford, to the success of Manchester United, then there may even be a space for Giggs to stand in stone among company of the highest esteem.

His birthday wish as he blew the 39 candles out should be to hope his legacy lingers on a career that was decorated with medals and trophies, not to risk compromising it with lethargic performances at Norwich.

Sadly, time is running short for Mr. Premier League and they just don’t make ‘em like him anymore.

 

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Esteban Cambiasso: Inter Milan’s Influential Lynchpin

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All the way back in 2004, it would have been hard to imagine just how influential Esteban Cambiasso would become for Inter and just how much he would go on to win with the club. But then here we are almost 9 years later and Cambiasso has won 5 league titles, 4 Coppa Italia titles, 4 Supercoppa titles, a Champions League title and a World Club Cup title. Not a bad haul when you think about it.

As well as being part of these fantastic team achievements, there are also areas in which Cambiasso has excelled on an individual basis, such as his magnificent goal against Chelsea in the first leg of second round victory in the Champions League, which proved to be decisive.

As with any footballer, however, there have been downs to go with all the successes. The low point of Cambiasso’s Inter career has to be the 2-2 home draw with Catania last season. It had been a difficult season for everyone involved with Inter up until that game. The fans had seemingly lost patience with Claudio Ranieri after his, initially, positive start. With Inter trailing 2-0, Ranieri decided to replace Cambiasso with Andrea Poli, a decision which was met with loud cheers from the home supporters. Cambiasso was visibly upset and television cameras spotted the Argentine in tears on the bench.

This season, however, has seen the holding midfielder return to his dominant best, with wonderful performances, especially in the games against Bologna and Juventus. Part of Cambiasso’s rejuvenation has been thanks to the increased presence in the middle of the park, since the team switched to a five man midfield. This has allowed cover for Cambiasso to make more of an impact further up the pitch, which has shown in the amount of assists that he has managed and also the involvement that he has had in the build-up to goals.

At 32, Cambiasso isn’t one of the youngest players on the team, by any means. But the intelligence he has and his quality on the ball will hopefully mean that he has a place with this club for a many years to come. One thing that is for certain is that Cambiasso has given so much to Internazionale and deserves to go down in history as one of the greatest servants the club has ever had.

 

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Michael Ballack: A tribute

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The powerful midfielder ended his playing career today after 17 glorious years representing some of Europe’s most prestigious clubs as well as captaining his home nation Germany.

Ballack’s journey began in a historic German town named Gorlitz. His father was also a footballer, playing for the local side, Chemnitzer FC. Ballack began his professional career at Chemnitzer FC at the age of 19 in 1995, making 67 appearances in just two years. It wasn’t long before Ballack joined one of Germany’s bigger clubs and in 1997 he joined FC Kaiserslautern.

Ballack played a vital part in the Kaiserslautern team that caused shockwaves around the world of football by winning the Bundesliga in their first year in Germany’s number one league. The then 22 year old Ballack played 16 games on Kaiserslautern’s route to glory but after just two seasons at the club, Ballack was on the move again. This time, an even bigger club by the name of Bayer Leverkusen came calling.

Due to his more attacking role, many feel Ballack was at his best while at Leverkusen. He scored 27 goals in his 79 games at the club, an impressive goalscoring record considering he was bought primarily as a box to box midfielder.

The year 2002 was a particularly special one for Ballack as he played in the Champions League final (a 2-1 loss to Real Madrid in Glasgow) and in the 2002 World Cup where Ballack scored twice on Germany’s route to the final. Sadly for Ballack, he was suspended for the World Cup final, which Germany lost 2-0 to Brazil.

In the summer of 2002, Bayern Munich and Real Madrid were in a battle to sign Ballack with the German deciding to go to Munich in a deal worth €12.9 million. During his four year spell at Bayern, Ballack further added to his status as a world class player and won three Bundesliga titles. Ballack’s 47 goals in 135 matches did a lot to make Bayern Germany’s most feared club in the mid 2000’s.

In 2006, Ballack made another move, this time switching countries as well as clubs. The then Premier League champions Chelsea were the team who signed the German international and after a difficult first season in English football, Ballack blossomed in the 2007/08 season, helping Chelsea to the Champions League final. Ballack added to his collection of prestigious medals by being part of the Premier League winning Chelsea side of 2010.

After two years at his old club Bayer Leverkusen, Ballack decided to hang up his boots stating: ‘’At the age of 36, I can look back on a long and wonderful time in professional football. As a child I could never have dreamt of having such a career’’.

Ballack has had a truly magnificent career achieving so much and remaining a world class player throughout most of his career. A genuine footballing legend.

 

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Emile Heskey: The Man, The Myth, The Legend

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Emile Heskey. Emile William Ivanhoe Heskey. Born in Leicester, Heskey is a professional footballer that played for Leicester City, Liverpool, Birmingham City, Wigan Athletic, Aston Villa, and currently plays for the Newcastle Jets, in Australia.

He made 696 appearances in English football, scoring 151 goals in a span of 18 years. He also played regularly for the English national team, winning a total of 62 caps and scoring 7 goals.

Heskey may have received his dubiously fair amount of critics over the years (even comedian Michael McIntyre had a go at Emile and the England team during one of his shows), but the fact remains that Heskey has to be considered one of the most successful English strikers of the past decade.

Emile Heskey started off his playing career at Leicester City, his hometown club, making his first appearance against QPR in the month of March, 1995. However, Heskey had already been submitted to criticism early on; after only scoring 6 goals in 98-99 season (4 less than last seasons total) he was condemned for a low scoring ratio.

This didn’t discourage certain key people, such as Michael Owen, and the England U-21 manager, Peter Taylor, who saw Heskey for the talent he could be.

Heskey joined Liverpool in 2000 for 11 million pounds, a Liverpool transfer record at the time. The 22 year old didn’t take long to settle in, and scored 3 goals in 12 appearances during his first season with the Reds. Heskey played his best football at Liverpool, complimenting Owen and Fowler superbly, and was an integral part of Houllier’s team.

During the 2000-2001 season, Heskey had arguably his greatest season of his professional career, notching 22 goals, as the Merseyside club secured the FA Cup, the League Cup, the UEFA Cup (now the Europa League) and the UEFA Super Cup (in which he scored in a 3-2 win against Champions League winners Bayern Munich).

Despite the fantastic season, it was only really downhill from then on for Heskey, who, at the end of the 2003-2004 season, departed for Birmingham City.

Heskey signed a 5-year contract worth around 4 million pounds with Birmingham City for the 2004-2005 season, but failed to make the impact that he was once penned to make. Despite a good first season, winning both the fans and players player award, his second season at St. Andrew’s was poor, scoring only 4 times as Blues were relegated, and Heskey moved on.

He went back to the Premier League with Wigan Athletic, who paid 5.5 million for the 28-year old. He stayed at the club for 2 and a half years, years which were unfortunately plagued by injury and rumors of a transfer back to Liverpool to play Champions League football, rumors which turned out to be false, as in the January window of 2009, Heskey signed for former team Birmingham’s rivals, Aston Villa.

Heskey’s career never really picked up after Liverpool, and he will continue his football at Newcastle Jets, in Australia.

Heskey, while never praised as much as he should’ve been, was never undaunted, and kept playing his football; something many footballers should think about doing today.

In a world where big-scoring strikers and fast wingers make the headlines, Heskey remained a solid and stoic reminder that the under-thanked are sometimes the one that should be idolized.

Thanks Heskey, and good luck in Australia.

 

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Manchester United: Dimitar Berbatov- Gone but never forgotten

Dimitar Berbatov- Gone but never forgotten

When Manchester United bade farewell to the languid Bulgarian Footballer, Dimitar Ivanov Berbatov, many fans breathed a sigh of relief as they were happy to see his back finally after slating him for the 4 torrid years he had at the club. He never had the support of the MUFC faithful because of his playing style.

That ‘Berba’ as he is fondly called is a talented footballer is beyond any doubt, but MUFC fans demanded much more than he was displaying. The consensus was that he had to put in more work on the field, forgetting that not all players have the ability to work as hard. Berba is a master in every sense of the word. Unarguably the 2nd greatest Bulgarian player of all time (behind the GREAT Hristo Stoichkov), his foray into English football began at North London where he flied out for Tottenham.

It was his combination with Robbie Keane that was even more captivating. With/alongside the Irishman, Dimitar terrorized defenders in England with devastating ease and finesse. When he signed for Manchester United, the club of my life in 08, I was the happiest man in the world. For a long time, I had been looking for someone Ibra-esque who would wear the great red shirt of the MOST SUCCESSFUL EPL CLUB OF ALL TIME.

Berba brought with him the complete package and even though things did not work out for him as planned/ anticipated, he still caught the eye in more ways than one. The highlight of his MUFC Career was the game v Liverpool at OT two years ago when he took it upon himself to destroy our greatest rivals with a fantastic hat-trick that even the LEGENDARY FERENC PUSKAS would be thrilled with. He entered his name into United folklore after that match winning performance. NO one had managed to score a hat-trick against the Merseyside club in more than 40 years.

For the Bulgarian genius to achieve it was beyond memorable. He went on to become joint highest goal scorer (with Tevez) that season (10-11) with 20 exceptionally fantastic goals. He would have scored many more if he hadn’t been consigned to the bench by SAF in favour of the just discovered scoring jewel-‘CHICHARITO’.

Berba didn’t play much in his final season at MUFC because another ‘Englishman’ Danny WELBECK LEAPFROGGED him & Chicharito to 2nd choice. He still managed 7 goals and kept his head held high as he only started a handful of games. Berba was the ‘perfect professional footballer on and off the pitch’. As disclosed by Chairman, David Gill, Berba was extremely loyal and never gave anyone a single cause for worry in his 4 seasons at the Theatre of Dreams.

Finding chances few and far between, he chose to leave a few days ago, and Fulham was his preferred destination much to the amusement of football lovers. Juve and Fiorentina, in particular, couldn’t believe their eyes when he chose to pitch his tent with the West London outfit coached by Martin JOL, the man responsible for bringing him to England from German Bundesliga giants, Bayer 04.

I am happy that he can find a place to play regularly at and also continue to fascinate the spectators, fans and haters alike with his mesmerizing talent that sometimes takes my breath away.

AU REVOIR DIMITAR..WISH YOU ALL THE BEST MATE.

 

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Manchester United: Alas Dimitar Berbatov, we bid you farewell

Dimitar Berbatov

Dimitar Berbatov is not going to be a Manchester United player talked about by all generations in the same way Bobby Charlton and George Best have been. But for the section of United fans who have watched Dimitar Berbatov play for the club for the past four seasons will always remember themselves what a wonderfully gifted player the Bulgarian forward was with many of the things Berbatov could do with a football leaving the Old Trafford crowd simply astounded.

There has always been the argument that Dimitar Berbatov’s transfer to Manchester United has been a flop with the player having cost £30.5m and never really cementing a place in the team on a consistent basis. The Bulgarian was often lamented for his seemingly low work rate although a point to make is that this criticism of Berbatov’s work rate coincided with the departure of Argentine forward Carlos Tevez who would during his time at Old Trafford run himself into the ground for the cause.

It was a stark change from Tottenham Hotspur to Manchester United for Berbatov with the former Bayer Leverkusen striker no longer being the focal point of the team, he was now sharing the stage with superstars such as Cristiano Ronaldo and Wayne Rooney and whilst he never made reference to this you wonder how much of an impact this actually had on Berbatov in an almost identical way to how Juan Sebastian Veron struggled to adapt into a midfield which contained Roy Keane.

Berbatov was at times unfairly criticised and was essentially made a scapegoat when the team played poorly, for example at the end of the 2009-2010 season when Manchester United travelled to Ewood Park in May needing a win to keep their title bid alive Berbatov started the match with Wayne Rooney missing out through injury and when the Bulgarian had a poor game with the match ending 0-0 he was blamed.

There have been times where Berbatov has undoubtedly frustrated United fans in particular the 2009 FA Cup Semi Final against Everton where Berbatov’s nonchalant penalty kick left him open to ridicule when Tim Howard comfortably saved it, but these frustrations were always minimal and were far outweighed by the outrageous skill that Berbatov possessed.

Dimitar Berbatov is the most naturally gifted player in terms of technical ability and first touch I have ever seen pull on the Manchester United shirt, Berbatov’s ability to control a ball from impossible heights and angles was at times staggering and the players first touch often left defenders for dead and allowed him to run forward with the ball or bring teammates into play.

Another of Berbatov’s great attributes was his skill on the football with the most iconic moment of Berbatov’s United career came in the 2008-2009 season when the European Champions at the time faced West Ham United at Old Trafford and Berbatov kept the ball in play with a Cruyff like scoop turn right on the touchline leaving James Collins for dust before neatly squaring the ball to Cristiano Ronaldo who duly applied the finish.

Berbatov’s best season for the club came in the 2010-2011 campaign with the Bulgarian topping the clubs goal scoring charts with twenty one League goals including a hat trick against United’s fiercest rivals Liverpool at Old Trafford and a five goal haul against Blackburn Rovers. Despite this impressive season the writing was almost on the wall for Berbatov’s United future when he was left out of the full squad for the 2011 European Cup final against Barcelona at Wembley.

Many expected Berbatov to kick on from the previous year in the 2011-2012 campaign despite the European Cup final snub however this was not to be the case with Berbatov struggling to get into the team at all throughout the season and it was confirmed by Sir Alex Ferguson midway through the year that Berbatov would leave at end of the season.

One of his greatest personal qualities during his time with the club was his great humbleness with the Bulgarian always seeming thankful to be at a club of Manchester United’s magnitude and despite the difficult situation he found himself in never ever spoke out against the club to his utmost credit.

Just like Juan Veron during his time at United there has always been a feeling with Berbatov that this was the right player but at the wrong time, with United having just won the European Cup and boasting the finest forward line in all of Europe it was always going to be difficult to accommodate Berbatov into the system without significant change to the teams style of play and this never actually came to full fruition.

If United had signed Berbatov when they were first interested at the end of the 2001-2002 season he would have had much more of an impact with United with the club in a period of transition then with Cole, Yorke and Sheringham all nearing the exit doors of the club.

Regardless of all the negative publicity surrounding Berbatov’s move and the slightly unfortunate way in which he has ended his career with the club I will always remember the quality and class I saw from Berbatov every time he pulled on the colours of Manchester United and he really is a player who is far too good to sit on the bench week in week out and a move away from Old Trafford is what the Bulgarian deserves.

I wish him the best for his future be it with Fulham, Juventus or even Tottenham Hotspur and that he plays regularly and scores goals on a regular basis and although he won’t go down as one of the clubs greats there will always be a section of us United fans who will always recollect just what quality we saw from the iconic and relaxed Bulgarian.

 

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