Carra: My Autobiography

• About the Author
  
• Title
  
• Title Page
  
• Copyright Page
  
• Dedication
  
• Acknowledgements
  
• Foreword by Kenny Dalglish
  
• Chapter 1 Marsh Lane
  
• Chapter 2 Everton
  
• Chapter 3 A Liver Bird Upon My Chest
  
• Chapter 4 The Bootroom
  
• Chapter 5 Houllier
  
• Chapter 6 The Treble
  
• Chapter 7 England
  
• Chapter 8 Rafa
  
• Chapter 9 Istanbul
  
• Chapter 10 A Team of Carraghers
  
• Chapter 11 Spanish Steps
  
• Chapter 12 The Liverpool Way
  
• Chapter 13 Walk On
  
• Career Record
  

Jamie Carragher
was born on 28 January 1978 and after making his way through Liverpool's youth ranks, winning the FA Youth Cup with the Reds in 1996, made his debut for the first team before his nineteenth birthday. He has now racked up more than 500 appearances for his hometown club, playing in every position across the back line as well as in midfield before becoming the first-choice central defender under Rafa Benitez.

Carra was part of the Liverpool team that won the treble of the FA Cup, League Cup and UEFA Cup in 2001, won another League Cup in 2003 and the FA Cup again in 2006. His greatest success came as a Champions League winner in 2005, when Carra also captained the Reds to European Super Cup success and was named Liverpool's Player of the Year. He won thirty-four caps for England before retiring from international football.

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To everyone who's helped me on my journey from Marsh Lane to Anfield and the most illustrious stadiums of Europe: my best friend and wife Nicola, my beautiful children James and Mia, my mum and dad for making me the person and player I am, my brothers John and Paul, and everyone in Bootle I consider part of the Team of Carraghers.

I was determined to ensure when the time came for me to tell my story it reflected how I play: completely honest. That's why I imagined I'd wait until I'd played my last game before putting pen to paper. In normal circumstances it's difficult for players to express how they really feel until they've retired. But as I approached my thirtieth birthday I suppose I hit that age where I had so much to get off my chest I couldn't keep it in any more. My wife, Nicola, thinks I've got grumpy old man syndrome forty years too early, so with so much to be said about my life, career and Liverpool FC there was no way I could have waited another four or five years to do this book. Besides, no one might be so interested after I pack it in!

As an avid reader of sporting autobiographies, I couldn't wait to get started. On the Liverpool coach heading to an away game, on a flight to Europe or just lounging around a hotel awaiting kickoff, I'm usually hiding behind the latest football book to hit the shelves, so I knew it was only a matter of time before I took the plunge. I've often felt I had more of interest to say than those I was reading about; and in some cases I was so impressed by the story I felt inspired to follow suit.

I had a fair idea in my mind what makes a good read. Without wishing to sound big-headed at all, I often find myself inundated by interview requests during the course of a season. It made sense for me to present my story and my views in my own way rather than see myself plastered across different newspapers from one week to the next, with little or no control over how I come across. That's why I instructed my agent of the past ten years, Struan Marshall, to accept an offer from the publishers Transworld, and work on
Carra
began.

As well as my family and close friends, to whom I've dedicated this book, I'd like to thank Struan, his assistant Kathryn Taylor and Andy Sterling for all their help with this autobiography and throughout my career. Thanks also to the Transworld team, including Giles Elliott and copy-editor Daniel Balado, and finally thanks to writer Chris Bascombe for piecing together my story and putting up with my attention to detail and constant changes.
Jamie Carragher, July 2008

In the summer of 2007, Jamie and I met in the reception of the Grand Hyatt Hotel in Hong Kong to begin work on this book.

Preseason is a time when the line between optimism and delusion is unavoidably blurred. Liverpool's Far East summer tour was enhancing the same expectations we'd both grown accustomed to across the previous decade – Jamie as a player and me as a Kop season ticket holder and LFC newspaper correspondent. As Jamie handed me his notes, mapping the journey he'd take through his memories, he left suitable gaps for the successes in the months to come.

A year in the writing,
Carra
was intended to conclude triumphantly in May 2008 with Liverpool's elusive nineteenth League title or sixth Champions League win. But just ten minutes after our first meeting I conducted my second interview of the day, this time on behalf of my former employers at the
Liverpool Echo
, and assistant manager Pako Ayesteran succeeded in bursting the bubbles I'd been inflating moments earlier, painting the picture of a football club in turmoil behind the scenes which was still far from ready to capture its 'holy grail'.

'This club is not ready to win the title,' Ayesteran stated.

His words were scarily prophetic, but I doubt even he foresaw the extent of the imminent disturbance. Within three months Ayesteran had left Liverpool, Rafa Benitez's position was under threat, and the recent American takeover was creating one dramatic headline after another. As Carra reviewed plans for the book, there was a growing realization the finale would not be one of triumph but of painful reflection on a traumatic season.

Jamie always intended this to be far more than a traditional, clichéd footballer's autobiography, and the background against which it has been written underlines why. It's a record of a turbulent yet triumphant time in the club's history, as the modern Liverpool Football Club has fought a continuous battle with the ghosts of its past. The paradox is, while Liverpool has been gripped by uncertainty and instability, Jamie has been a permanent symbol of what it used to be, what through players like him it quite often still is, and what it eternally aspires to be. Without him, Anfield would have been a far grimmer place over the last ten years. It's his efforts as much as any which have ensured regular honours for Liverpool, and safeguarded a place among the European elite.

Liverpool has been blessed with great servants over the course of its illustrious history, but none has managed to represent the aspirations of the club and its city more than Jamie Carragher. Helping him to tell his story has been my writing equivalent of winning the Champions League, a cup treble and the Premier League, all within the space of twelve months.

I'd like to thank the Bascombes, the Wooseys, the Connollys and the Boileaus for their constant support; Paul Joyce of the
Daily Express
, whose assistance and advice was, as always, invaluable; LFC statistician Ged Rea; and Roddy Frame for providing the eternally inspirational soundtrack to all my writing efforts.

Most of all, I'd like to thank my wife, Paula, for her proofreading expertise, and Jamie for keeping his long-term promise to resist the temptation to allow one of the Sunday supplement crew to muscle in and grab the ghost-writing gig.
Chris Bascombe, July 2008

I was still Liverpool manager when I first saw Sharpy. That was my nickname for the eleven-year-old Jamie Carragher, who provided an early demonstration of his Scouse cheek by turning up for five-a-sides at Liverpool's School of Excellence wearing the Everton kit of his childhood hero, Graeme Sharp.

Carra was a striker in those days. I'd head to the Vernon Sangster Leisure Centre, just adjacent to Anfield, and join in the games with my son Paul. I couldn't fail to notice the impressive forward in blue. He made sure I always took my place in the opposing side, so I doubt he ever won a game!

The fact he brazenly strolled in wearing his Everton strip said a lot about the young Carra's character. He showed no inhibitions, regardless of the surroundings. It's a positive attribute he's taken into his adult career. Whether he was playing a five-a-side aged eleven or excelling in the San Siro or Nou Camp in the Champions League, he's never changed. I love seeing that sense of dedication, professionalism and pride in the people of Liverpool, which is why the city became my adopted home after I moved from Scotland. Nobody epitomizes these qualities more than Carra.

I'll bet while Carra was scoring goals, picturing himself celebrating in front of the Gladwys Street end, somewhere at Everton's training ground there were young lads in Liverpool kits pretending to be Ian Rush.

It wasn't just Carra's provocative choice of kit that made him stand out. He was a prolific goalscorer in his age group, and my youth scouts were telling me they had high hopes he'd progress through our ranks. As I've seen his career develop since, winning so many honours at Anfield and breaking modern appearance records, it's given me immense pride to see that the work of people like me and my staff at youth level at the time – Steve Heighway, Hugh McAuley and Frank Skelly – helped such worldclass players emerge.

I always said if you can't find top-class footballers in a city as passionate about the game as Liverpool, you must be doing something wrong, and we didn't do a bad job during my time in the form of Carra, Steve McManaman and Robbie Fowler. We recognized the importance of bringing through youngsters who have an affinity with the people they play for. You can get that with those from other areas – I hope I'm proof of that – but it's always extra special for lads on The Kop to see someone they can relate to. If I have any regrets since leaving Liverpool, missing out on the chance to manage Carra, Robbie and Stevie Mac is one of them. Every manager in the world would have loved to have such players in their side.

It's amazing someone who was such an Evertonian has now come to represent everything positive about Liverpool, but it's a tribute to him he's handled this transition so well on and off the park. Being a local boy and playing for Liverpool or Everton brings its own pressure. In many ways, it's much harder. There are distractions to contend with growing up in full view of the Merseyside public and there's a responsibility not only to represent the people on the pitch, but to conduct yourself in the right way off it. Far more is expected of you, but Carra has coped with it admirably.

Liverpool has a long list of legendary defenders, but Carra's name will sit comfortably alongside those of Ron Yeats, Tommy Smith, Emlyn Hughes, Phil Thompson, Alan Hansen and Mark Lawrenson. The difference is, after ten years of distinguished service in so many different positions he's still going strong and has plenty still to achieve in the game. We're not talking about a player in the past tense here, but someone who'll have many more chapters to add to his life in football. He's a credit to himself, his club, his city and his family, whose competitive streak I can absolutely vouch for.

In fact, all that remains is to urge everyone to remember the following. When you're reading about my amusing brush with Carra's dad during a notorious fixture between Bootle and Crosby Schoolboys, recalled during the course of the book, keep this in mind.

It was never a penalty.