Couldn't resist an opportunity to gush about one of my favourite players of the '90's. Macca and his bessie mate Robbie Fowler single handedly carried Liverpool Football Club through the 1990's. World class player with the ball at his feet. Wing wizard and master of the dribble. There's not been many better dribblers than Stevie in any era. All that let him down was his finishing at times. But when he did score, it was invariably spectacular. Absolute travesty that he never won the league on arguably the best squad and best footballing side of the 1990's. But United had the discipline that Liverpool lacked. And some Danish fella' in nets who single handedly won them a couple of titles. Along with the inspiration of a French lunatic. I was absolutely made up for him when he went to Madrid and won two European Cups, scoring in the first final against Valencia in Paris in 2000. He took a lot of stick from morons who should of known better when he left for nothing on a Bosman. But people forget the club had **** all over him by trying to sell him to Barcelona a year before when he never wanted to play anywhere else than his home town club. He basically tipped up for training one morning to be told to get on a plane to Barcelona, a deal had been done. So I never blamed him when it fell through for letting his contract run out and doing what was best for him. Loyalty's a two way street.
And he's a top guy in general, who always has time for anyone and always has a smile on his face to go along with cheeky SOH. A Scouser through and through. And World class footballer to boot.
Deserved a better song than the 'Muppet Show' one we gave him though.
*And yeah, GHH does sound like this. But thicker. (The accent wise ass'. Not the mind!).
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