That sunny summers afternoon in 2004 when the first of the Spanish amigo's arrived seems like a long time ago now, looking all tanned and smiley, they emerged onto the Anfield pitch. No one at that moment, not even the most blindly enthusiastic of fans, could have for a second predicted how that season would end. Memories of that night are forever imprinted in the minds of every Reds fan: 25th May 2005. The night that cemented the names of every player who wore the Liverpool shirt that night in the minds of Reds everywhere. Whilst years from now we might have to ponder on a couple of the names to remember them to pass on to our kids, once that I know I'll never forget is Xabi Alonso, and his part in that amazing night.
But whilst many may see that as his defining moment as a Red, I'll remember him for so much more. I thank you Xabi, not just for that goal, or even those goals against Newcastle and Luton or even for your spectacular 40 yard balls that you often pinged across the field. I thank you for every little unnoticed pass you played, he distribution and steady play you provided in the middle of the park, and for the character you've been, never once in five years have you complained.
YNWA, even if I am the only one that has a nice word to say about you.
