Exactly on the 18th January, 1997 Jamie Carragher donned the Liverpool shirt for the first time. Today, ten years laters Jamie Carragher is still donning the Liverpool shirt and probably still sleeping in it. He is living the dream and he truly appreciates it. Here is my small tribute for this legend, which was originally printed on the Maltese Liverpool Supporters Club magazine Anfield Island.
He does not shine. He does not glitter either. On some sides he might look even rough. The casual window shoppers don’t notice him much either. They have not got much time for him. The fake big headline seekers are not too bothered about him either. He’s far from catwalk material. In a time when it seems all that glitters is gold, he is a square peg in a round hole. Glittering he is not, artificial or plastic he is not either though. He is red through and through, consistency is his key, and no-one can rival his commitment to the red cause. He is a local, more Scouse than English, and he answers to the name of Jamie Carragher.
He has epitomized consistency and pride in the shirt. He has been consistent through the last couple of years, seven out of ten regularly off every match. Lately everyone expects eight out of ten every match the very least. Whilst in the past he would usually be patrolling one of either flanks, he has been promoted to the middle, to the very heart of Liverpool’s defense. His interceptions have been top notch, and this latest added responsibility has spurred him on to take more responsibility and lead the lads by his vocal chords. That’s of course complimented by his example.
He was given his debut back by Roy Evans. Surprisingly enough he even found the net on his debut. He cemented his place in the Liverpool team during the Houllier’s years when on the way he picked up five medals whereby he played in every final which yielded the medals. He had his hard times and sometimes his name on the score-sheet didn’t favour Liverpool at all. But as above, he is not made of plastic, and he can take more than a couple of knocks while still carrying on. Sometimes people questioned Houllier’s faith in Jamie. He always answered by picking him up for the next game.
Others were forecasting the end of Jamie as soon as on Rafael Benitez’s introductory press conference. Being used to having the likes of Ayala in his back four, Carragher will be looked down at. It couldn’t get farther from the truth or reality. He definitely confides in him and picking him rather than supplementary is obligatory and a very welcome routine. He likes to work with him, Carra seems very eager to learn from him and it seems to be a match in heaven along the holy Shankly gates. Senor Benitez has also been very loud in his praise and lately has even hailed him as England’s finest defender.
At a time when the real fans are getting kicked in their teeth, honesty and integrity being only antique Shakespearean words, Jamie Carragher is trudging alone in a noisy crowd. Rather than getting tugged along, I hope some tag along him.
He does not shine. He does not glitter either. On some sides he might look even rough. The casual window shoppers don’t notice him much either. They have not got much time for him. The fake big headline seekers are not too bothered about him either. He’s far from catwalk material. In a time when it seems all that glitters is gold, he is a square peg in a round hole. Glittering he is not, artificial or plastic he is not either though. He is red through and through, consistency is his key, and no-one can rival his commitment to the red cause. He is a local, more Scouse than English, and he answers to the name of Jamie Carragher.
He has epitomized consistency and pride in the shirt. He has been consistent through the last couple of years, seven out of ten regularly off every match. Lately everyone expects eight out of ten every match the very least. Whilst in the past he would usually be patrolling one of either flanks, he has been promoted to the middle, to the very heart of Liverpool’s defense. His interceptions have been top notch, and this latest added responsibility has spurred him on to take more responsibility and lead the lads by his vocal chords. That’s of course complimented by his example.
He was given his debut back by Roy Evans. Surprisingly enough he even found the net on his debut. He cemented his place in the Liverpool team during the Houllier’s years when on the way he picked up five medals whereby he played in every final which yielded the medals. He had his hard times and sometimes his name on the score-sheet didn’t favour Liverpool at all. But as above, he is not made of plastic, and he can take more than a couple of knocks while still carrying on. Sometimes people questioned Houllier’s faith in Jamie. He always answered by picking him up for the next game.
Others were forecasting the end of Jamie as soon as on Rafael Benitez’s introductory press conference. Being used to having the likes of Ayala in his back four, Carragher will be looked down at. It couldn’t get farther from the truth or reality. He definitely confides in him and picking him rather than supplementary is obligatory and a very welcome routine. He likes to work with him, Carra seems very eager to learn from him and it seems to be a match in heaven along the holy Shankly gates. Senor Benitez has also been very loud in his praise and lately has even hailed him as England’s finest defender.
At a time when the real fans are getting kicked in their teeth, honesty and integrity being only antique Shakespearean words, Jamie Carragher is trudging alone in a noisy crowd. Rather than getting tugged along, I hope some tag along him.
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