Eden Hazard: the magical path

Big legends are what they are by doing different and surprising things, things that give you illusion and make you believe that most difficult goals are achievable. Let´s move to sports and specifically to those which are played by teams. Nowadays, game strategy is completely analyzed, studied and worked on. So here comes the essence of football fans passion. Two teams facing off, an enormous budget gap between them but however and thanks to carry out a special strategy, the weak team can balance forces with the rich one and even beat against the greatest squads at the moment. History show us that it is always possible and especially in modern football where physic and strategy in teams are developed at capacity. But in some cases this is not enough, in some cases all this scientific willing runs into the superbly talent and is brought down. The greatest players of all time are what they are because they saw and found light where the majority only saw drab and dark. In Chelsea- Arsenal match I came back to see one of them, Johan Cruyff. Yes Johan receiving the ball, starting his run and passing through all the rivals that came out against him trying to stop a wonderful slalom that ended up with a penalty to the Dutch team against Germany in 1974 World Cup final. I saw this play again in Stamford Bridge; he wasn´t Cruyff but Eden Hazard who made that marvelous slalom inventing a magical path to give the lead and victory to his team in the last Premier League fixture. Di Stéfano, Pelé, Maradona, Cruyff, Zidane, Ronaldo Nazário, Ronaldinho, Messi … now depends on Hazard, the best talent after Messi in the world, that the football passionate finds another magical path, another legend.

Anfield´s flame

It is possible that the only valued thing in our lives is what is going on at the present. If it’s kind, the past will stay swept and tidy and dreams still to come will be reflect at the look. If not, it will be inevitable to not look back and try to find good memories of the past that help us to find relief from our dreary present. This is the constant pursuit of our essence.

In that incessant pursuit is Liverpool again; a team we could call mystic, with a special sparkle earned in its glorious time of the 70´s and 80´s when they won 4 European Cups. A mysticism derived from, to a large extent, the `eternal´ stints of ostracism that this club has suffered among its best accomplishments.

Then, spans of sixteen (1906-1922), twenty four (1923-1947), and seventeen years (1947-1964), were periods where Liverpool fans couldn’t call its team the English champions. Now, they are being jolted with another drought, because since 1990 they haven’t obtained the country’s crown.

Is in these moments when the red supporter looks back to feel the magic of a legendary team, and he encounters his last European conquest in a very recent past (Champions League 2005).

The League Cup 2012 is the only title for reds in the last six years. Now, Liverpool is off European spots at the premier league standings.

In similar nostalgic times, there were players like McManaman, Fowler (for whom I have a special devotion) or Michael Owen, who kept Liverpool’s fans, hopes alive.

Today it is the Uruguayan Luis Suarez who has that responsibility, a super player who has scored almost the 40% of Liverpool´s goals this season. His coach Brendan Rodgers has renamed him as “the Messi of Liverpool”.

The farthest and most recent history tells us that reds will shine again at its best; meanwhile, in these drab days, Luis Suarez keeps Liverpool’s essence alive, keeps Anfield´s flame alive.