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Why Sami Hyypia was picture perfect
THERE is an often cited belief that a picture is worth a thousand words. A voyage through the annals of our illustrious history gives legitimacy to that claim.
From the proud and triumphant image of Shankly on the steps of St. George’s Hall, to the poignant tragedy of Anfield enshrouded in scarves for 96 football fans who never came home – these moments are captured and engrained into our memories, collated into the ever-expanding scrapbook of Liverpool Football Club.
The allure of defining a particular character or moment through a simple snap of the camera perhaps stems from the fact our club is full of emotions, moments and memories which words fail to describe.
That lasting image of Shankly, arms outstretched before his adoring disciples after the 1971 cup final defeat to Arsenal encapsulates so many ideologies about the club.
It’s the people of the city and the football club combined as one, regardless of the result, brought together by a man who succeeded in his vision of making them – the people - happy.
A lot of the older gentleman of this club attempt to explain the impact Shankly had on the football club; the way he transformed the culture of it, both on and off the pitch.
Despite their colourful, engaging efforts, nothing can elucidate the great man’s influence more than that photograph.
Given the emotive strength these images can possess, it’s not surprising that both supporters and media search for snapshots which provide definition; there’s a scramble to assemble the vignettes of victory and the depictions of defeat.
Very few have longevity; very few have something special which transcends words.
Julian Dicks’ forays down the left-hand side, although a mercurial poetry in motion, can still be aptly summed up with a few simplistic adjectives. Likewise, Michael Stensgaard’s reign between the sticks cannot be condensed in one picture – because none actually exist.
But when Pepe Reina lifted Sami Hyypia upon his matador-like shoulders at the end of the Finn’s final game at Anfield, it seemed as apt to capture as theLiverpool skyline at night.
As Sami rose higher than ever before – some accomplishment indeed – he lowered his head, overwhelmed and humbled by his consecration at Anfield, a personal place of worship for the past decade.
The football club now has another icon forever immortalised and epitomised in one image.
As his peers looked up in awe, like they did so many on a professional and personal level, Sami was keen to be put back on the ground, almost embarrassed by the attention he was receiving.
But that was Sami Hyypia.
Even as Liverpool captain – or when he subsequently relinquished it to Steven Gerrard – he was never emblazoned on the back pages of the national newspapers; not that he would want to be. He was modest and dignified on and off the pitch.
His job was to halt headlines, not to create them. He was the reason the likes of Shearer, van Nistelrooy, Henry and many other strikers left Anfield, hoping the colossus would return to Rhodes before their next visit.
In fact, to liken Sami to the Colossus of Rhodes does him a disservice. Unlike the statue, Liverpool's towering rock at the back showed no sign of corrosion.
As the Kop chanted for Sami against Spurs, it is guaranteed a hundred different people remembered a hundred different Sami moments.
His left-foot volley against Juventus, his header against Arsenal in the European Cup quarter final, his unbelievable right-foot strike against Spurs from the edge of the box – goals to savour and goals are all that can be savoured; it would be impossible to even begin to select his tackles, blocks and clearing headers.
There’s one overriding memory of Sami that stands out above all – his goal against Wolves in the 2003/2004 season. The Reds were tussling with Charlton, Birmingham andNewcastle for the fourth Champions League spot with ten games to go.
Trudging to a stalemate, Sami powered in a header in the last minute which provided a launch pad to qualification for the Champions League. Just over a year later, Sami was raising the European Cup as a lynchpin of the club’s success.
It is contributions like that which were underestimated, even by his own support at times.
He was not just a superlative defender but a strong influence on the pitch, as well as a talented distributor of the ball. Sami did not just read the game like a book, he wrote the epilogue as well, starting our attacks on many occasions with his accurate passing.
With news of Hyypia's retirement from football, reflections on Hyypia's abilities as a centre back - a steal at £2.6million from Willem II in 1999 - will come thick, fast and glowing.
But above all of his abilities, it was the man he was and the decorum he held during his time at Anfield that will live with Liverpool supporters – and it will do, thanks to that one moment, forever frozen behind the camera lens.
If Sami Hyypia enjoys retirement as much as Liverpool supporters enjoyed his decade at Anfield, he'll lead a very fulfilling life indeed.
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