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Tuesday, 12 November 2013

Igor Bišćan Hall of Fame #9

Welcome to my weekly blog “The Igor Bišćan Hall of Fame” every week I’ll be adding two new additions, one will be a Liverpool Legend or fans favourite, the other a Player, Manager or Club who have contributed to the world game we all love (Gary Neville need not worry). Please comment below who you’d like to see make the IBHoF, here are this weeks entries. YNWA



TOMMY SMITH

1962/63 - 1977/78

If the spirit of the Anfield Reds ever took on human form it would probably tackle like a two-legged ton of bricks, bark orders in broadest Scouse and answer to the name of Tommy Smith. Here was a man, born in the shadow of his beloved ground, who served Liverpool for 18 years and grew to be the very personification of his club. He will go down in folklore as one of the hardest men the game has known - and he was - but to write him off as a mere destroyer is a mistake. Oh yes, Tommy could play a bit, too.

He made his debut at home to Birmingham in May 1963 as a deputy for injured right-half Gordon Milne, but it was in an Anfield encounter with Anderlecht in November the next year that he made his first major impact. Wearing a number-ten-shirt, he operated as an extra defender, confusing the Belgians as Liverpool won com­fortably. Instantly Tommy became an integral part of Bill Shankly's first great side, initially combative in midfield before moving into central defence where he could more easily make light of a comparative lack of pace. 'Think of yourself as Ron Yeats' right leg,' Shanks told him, and he developed into a trusty buttress of Division One's most formidable rearguard.

Tommy, a rumoured transfer target of Manchester United in his reserve days, was a confident, aggressive ball-winner whose distribution could rarely be faulted. His game, which always boasted more skill than he was given credit for, matured rapidly as he contributed vigorously to the 1965 Wembley victory over Leeds and the ensuing Championship campaign.

As the influence of better-known players waned with age, Tommy's authority grew ever more marked and he was the obvious choice to succeed Yeats as captain in March 1970. Taking over a team in the throes of transformation, he was an inspiration, constantly driving his team-mates to greater efforts - not shrinking from the task even if personally off form - and standing up for their rights in off-the-field dealings. Tommy relished the responsibility and in 1970/71 he delivered some of the finest performances of his life, being pipped as Footballer of the Year by Frank McLintock and winning his sole England cap.

That season he led Liverpool to the FA Cup Final, which was lost to Arsenal, before going on to a then unique double of the Championship and the UEFA Cup in 1972/73. His days as skipper were numbered, though, and he lost the job to Emlyn Hughes following a confrontation with Bill Shankly over being dropped in November 1973. After nearly joining Stoke, Tommy returned to the side at right-back in place of the sidelined Chris Lawler and helped to ensure a steady flow of trophies until, troubled by knee problems and with the team prospering in his absence, he announced in early 1977 that retirement was imminent.

How an injury to Phil Thompson changed all that! The old warhorse found himself back in central defensive harness to win a title medal, face Manchester United in the FA Cup Final and, most stirring of all, head the goal against Borussia Moenchengladbach in Rome that effectively won Liverpool their first European Cup. Fired anew with ambition, Tommy stayed for another term and would have played in a second European Cup Final if he hadn't dropped a pick-axe on his foot.

The Reds offered him a one-year contract while John Toshack came up with a better deal at Swansea, which he accepted. Tommy, who was to make a brief Anfield return as a coach, left in the knowledge that no one had ever fought more fiercely in the Liverpool cause. As one ex-opponent, himself no six-stone weakling, put it: 'There's a lot of very hard men - and then there's Tommy Smith!'



BORN: Liverpool, 5.4.45. GAMES: 632 (1). GOALS: 48.

CLUBS: Liverpool 62/3, Swansea City 78/9 (36,2).

HONOURS: League Championship 65/6, 72/3, 75/6, 76/7. FA Cup 64/5, 73/4. European Cup 76/7. UEFA Cup 72/3, 75/6.

INERNATIONAL CAREER: 1 England cap (71).





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FERENC PUSKAS

Back in 1953 the widely held view - at least within these shores - was that England's footballers were the finest in the world. The embarrassing 1-0 defeat to the United States at the World Cup three years earlier was dismissed as a freak result. After all, a foreign team had yet to win at Wembley and nobody expected the Hungarian eleven that took to the hallowed turf on that grey November afternoon to be any different. Of particular amusement to the confident England fans in the pre-match kickabout was the 'fat little chap' in the Hungarian forward line. Just over 90 minutes later, England's proud record had been reduced to ashes as they were given a six-goal football lesson by the Magnificent Magyars. And the world had been introduced to the peculiar talent that was Ferenc Puskás.

By no stretch of the imagination did Puskás look like a finely honed athlete. He was short, overweight, couldn't head a ball and only used one foot. But that left foot was a magic wand with which he cast a bewitching spell over Billy Wright and Co. England's defenders were bred on man-for-man marking, as a result of which they were utterly bewildered by Hungary's tactic of playing a deep-lying centre forward, Nandor Hidegkuti, allowing Puskás and Sandor Kocsis to push forward from the inside-forward positions. Whilst Hidegkuti hogged the headlines with a hat-trick, it was Puskás who pulled the strings and still found time to score twice himself, cruelly toying with the hapless England keeper Gil Merrick. The rules of football were rewritten that afternoon.

Puskás was born in Budapest and at the age of sixteen made his debut for his father's old team, Kispest. Two years later he made his international debut against Austria. With military teams springing up all over Eastern Europe, in 1948 the Hungarian authorities took all the Kispest players and turned them into Honved, the 'representatives of the nation's army. Honved romped to the League title in that first season, Puskás' 50 goals and the fact that he was an army officer playing for an army team earning him the nickname 'The Galloping Major'. Since Communist sports teams were considered amateurs, Puskás was able to captain his country to victory in the 1952 Olympics but their 1954 World Cup adventure ended in a shock defeat to West Germany in the final - the Hungarians’ first loss for four years. The great team finally broke up during the Hungarian Revolution of 1956 when Puskás and others defected to the West. He had scored an astonishing 83 goals in 84 internationals.

Two years later he signed for his old Honved manager, Emil Oestreicher, who had taken over at Real Madrid and, although he was now the wrong side of 30, Puskás inspired Real to dominate Europe. Four times the leading scorer in the Spanish League, his finest hour came in the 1960 European Cup final when he scored four goals in Real's 7-3 annihilation of Eintracht Frankfurt. It was Real's fifth successive European Cup triumph and Puskás remains the only player to have scored four times in a European Cup Final. He also scored a hat-trick in the 1962 final but ended up on the losing side as Real went down 5-3 to Benfica. In total he scored 35 goals for Real in 39 European matches - a fantastic feat.

Bizarrely he represented a second country that year, playing for his adoptive Spain in the World Cup but it was a disappointing farewell to the international arena. He continued playing for Real until 1966 before 'retiring to concentrate on coaching and later guided unfancied Panathinaikos of Greece to the 1971 European Cup final. Then in 1993 he was briefly appointed caretaker manager of Hungary. It was a poignant moment. The star who had fled into exile nearly forty years earlier had finally been forgiven.



BORN: Budapest, Hungary. 1.4.27.

DIED: Budapest, Hungary. 17.11.06 (aged 79).

CLUBS: 1943–1949 Kispest 177 (187), 1949–1955 Budapest Honvéd 164 (165), 1958–1966 Real Madrid 182 (157).

INERNATIONAL CAREER: Hungary 1945–1956 Caps 84 Goals 83, Spain 1961–1962 Caps 4 Goals 0.





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The Igor Bišćan Hall of Fame welcomes you both. YNWA

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