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Chapter 17
A perfect marriage

Conversation with former Liverpool player, Michael Robinson

The background of his iPhone screen is red. The image shows a figure wearing a Number 9 shirt, with blond hair and arms raised – Fernando Torres in front of the Liverpool badge. Smiling, Michael Robinson displays his mobile phone. He has been a fan of The Reds for as long as he can remember. ‘I was born in Leicester but a few years later my parents, for business reasons, moved to Blackpool, about 30 minutes from Anfield. Right from when I was a small boy I never missed a match in the Kop. I dreamed one day of being one of those players in the red shirt.’ A dream that became reality in 1983, when Liverpool paid £250,000 to Brighton and Hove Albion for the striker who had so impressed at Wembley in the FA Cup Final against Manchester United.

Robinson spent just one season (1983–84) with the Reds, mostly as a reserve striker, trying to create a space for himself in-between Kenny Dalglish and Ian Rush. But for him and the club it was a glorious year, winning the old First Division title, the FA Cup and the European Cup. In December 1994, he left for Queen’s Park Rangers, spending two seasons there before moving to Spain, playing for Osasuna (in Pamplona).

‘I arrived the day of Reyes (the day in Spain for giving Christmas presents), 6 January 1987, so now I’ve been living
here for 22 years!’ That’s right, because after retiring from football in 1989, ‘The Cat’ – as he was called by his friend, the Liverpool captain, Graeme Souness – has transformed himself into one of the best-known faces and voices on Spanish television and radio. ‘I am’, he says, ‘the only English footballer on Spanish TV. I’m still alone on the podium.’ He has commentated on both rugby and football matches, taken part in countless panel discussions, all in his unmistakable English accent, dubbed the voice of the ugly sister in the
Shrek 2
&
3
films and had the honour of being represented in the Spanish equivalent of
Spitting Image
on the
Canal+
television channel, with his puppet figure taking the role of programme presenter, no less. On
Canal+
as always, he now presents
Informe Robinson
(Robinson Report), a series looking at all aspects of the world of sport. To talk with him and listen to his everlasting stories is a pleasure. He knows Liverpool very well, a city and club close to his heart, as well as Fernando Torres, who was the subject of one of his programmes.

How did he seem to you when you went to film at Anfield?

‘He surprised me a lot. In a short space of time, he’d learned what Anfield means, the badge, the fans, the value of the shirt, the power of “You’ll Never Walk Alone”. Straight away, he realised what it means to play for Liverpool. And what it means is: to play for the people. And remember that there’s no code of conduct or style book – this isn’t something you study, it’s something you feel. When I was there, I remember that just before going out on to the pitch, Sam, who was in charge of the dressing room, would call us and open the door just as “You’ll Never Walk Alone” was reaching its climax. And the manager, Joe Fagan, would tell us, as in
Hill Street Blues
(the US police TV series of the 1980s), when Captain Furillo was giving his advice before going out on
patrol, “Don’t forget these people, we are always in their debt.” And that’s because the people of Liverpool give you everything they have. They have an amazing generosity and you have to give everything you have. You have to be on their level. At Anfield, the fans blow at you. It’s like a wind that pushes you towards the opponents’ goal.

‘And it doesn’t only happen at home games. I remember the Champions League final in Istanbul against Milan. At half-time I was completely disheartened. I was hoping that the punishment wouldn’t be any greater than the 3-0 that Ancelotti’s players had inflicted on us. But from the stands where the Reds were in the majority, they started to sing “You’ll Never Walk Alone”. Stevie (Gerrard) told me later that he’d heard it in the dressing room and that it gave everyone encouragement, it made them feel that they couldn’t betray those people. They had to give it everything. At Liverpool, you have to feel the shirt. Bill Shankly said it was no accident that the strip was red. Liverpool was a working-class city, with strong trade unions, where there was a lot of poverty. The people didn’t have money but what they did have was dignity and a creed and Anfield and Goodison Park were their temples, where they went to sing their songs, where they went to live a dream. And Liverpool, one mustn’t forget, has always been the team of the people, a different value and a very strong one
.
The footballer, as Shankly used to say, had to bring happiness back to the people of Liverpool. And you couldn’t show off or flaunt your wealth. When Robbie Fowler bought a yellow Ferrari, the manager took him to one side and said he’d made a double-error: that the Ferrari should be red and that no Liverpool player could drive around the city in such a flash car. He was forced to take it back. It’s just an anecdote but it shows the spirit of the club. Ah, another example of what Liverpool is occurs to me … [
Pauses to light cigarette
]

‘… We were coming back from Bucharest after beating Dynamo. The other semi-final was Dundee United v Roma. Back then they didn’t play all the matches at the same time like they do now in the Champions League. When we were in the plane, we got Barry, our pilot – we always had the same crew and even though some of the cabin staff had retired, they didn’t want to miss any of our trips – to tell us how the other game had ended up. When he said that Roma had won, the whole plane erupted into celebration. I was a bit puzzled because it seemed to me it would be better to play against Dundee. So I turned to Souness and asked him: “Do you think that’s good? Wouldn’t it be better if Dundee had won?” And he replied “No, because to play against Dundee would have been more of a British game. We’re going to Rome, to the Olympic Stadium, to win the European Cup final, and do it in their home. We’re going to make history.” And I said “And what if we don’t win?” He gave me a strange look and replied “How are we not going to win when we are the best team in the world?” No one had even considered the idea of losing.’

Nice story. Having seen what Liverpool is and what it represents, did you think that Fernando would have such a tremendous first season?

‘I was absolutely convinced he’d be a success at Liverpool. When I saw him play for the first time in Spain, having just celebrated his 17th birthday, I thought he could be another Van Basten – and I don’t say that lightly. It’s correct to say that he had seasons where his form took a dip but he had the whole team’s responsibilities on his shoulders and it was him who had to take the consequences. And talking in footballing terms, a good ball came his way about once every full moon. Two opportunities a match on goal was as good as it got and if he missed them and Atlético lost the game, then
it was his fault. To put it simply, he was under huge pressure. At Liverpool it’s not the same and he’s surrounded by great players – no disrespect, of course, to his ex-Atlético team-mates – and the Benítez system suits him.’

In what way?

‘When Liverpool get the ball they open things up, create space. Fernando has fantastic pace and knows how to lose his marker, turn him and finish off the move – that’s his style. With Stevie (Gerrard) he’s formed a footballing partnership that works perfectly. To put it another way, the virtues of Fernando+Benítez’s system is 2+2 = 4 plus VAT.’

OK, tell me the truth. Do you like this Liverpool team?

‘I like Liverpool when I get the sensation that the batteries on Benítez’s remote have run out and the team is doing it’s own thing or is a bit angry. I like football less when it looks like a game of chess. But you have to recognise that Rafa is a maestro in knowing how to read a game and that his solid commitment to Torres has paid off.’

According to a survey in
The Times
, El Niño is Number 50 in the list of the best players in the history of Liverpool. What do you think?

‘Fernando is a true idol. He has the capabilities to be another Ian Rush or Kenny Dalglish. I’m certain that with his qualities, and if he stays at the same level, he is going to write a really important chapter in the history of Liverpool. He’s not a scouser like Gerrard or Carragher, he hasn’t emerged from the Merseyside soil, but he’s not a foreigner either, because he wears the red shirt. He’s another example of the type of fans Liverpool has – a club where the manager, five players and six members of the technical staff are Spanish. And one has to say that between Torres and the
Anfield fans, the marriage is perfect. We have a Number 9 who scores goals and wins matches in the last minute. If he’s injured – ooooh! – we begin to get worried. At the moment, Liverpool is Torres, Gerrard and nine others.’

It’s now lunchtime and afterwards, Michael Robinson has to return to the studio to edit the latest edition of his
Informe
programme, which, in this case, is a day spent talking football with Johan Cruyff, discussing everything from a pressing game to the speed of play – concepts that remind ‘The Cat’ of endlessly hearing the manager in his sleep telling him, ‘Get it, give it, go!’ And that prompts the final anecdote before he leaves. ‘We were going to play against Tottenham. In the coach, the manager asks me, ‘Michael, do you hunt?’ ‘No, I don’t like hunting,’ I replied. ‘Well, it doesn’t matter. Imagine that we are going to go hunting for hares and we come across one motionless in its burrow. We could kill it. But if it runs, and runs rapidly, it’ll be very difficult. The ball is the same. If it runs rapidly, it’s difficult to catch.’

Thank you, Mr Robinson.

Chapter 18
Liverpool 4 West Ham 0

5 March 2008

It’s a nice gesture by the captain. After the final whistle, he walks up to the referee, asks him for the ball, goes across the field and offers it, as if it was a bunch of roses to Fernando Torres on the bench. El Niño accepts it from Stevie with a big smile. It’s the third ball that he’s taken from an English ground and his third hat-trick of the season. In six long years at Atlético he never scored three in one game. In England, it’s become a habit. The first time was on 25 September, in the Carling Cup against Reading at the Madejski Stadium. The second, on 23 February, in the league and the latest against the Hammers. Luckily – for West Ham – he hit the post in the 67th minute, otherwise it would have been 4. Not only is he exceeding his personal boundaries but also those of Liverpool. It’s the first time in 60 years that a player in the red strip has scored a hat-trick in two consecutive matches at Anfield. Never before had a single striker scored in seven consecutive home games – but it happened a short time later. And not since 2003 (Michael Owen) had a Liverpool player racked up more than twenty goals in a season.

Talking of records, before he finishes the 2007–08 season, he will break several. But first a look in the rear-view mirror. In three months, from July to September, the striker from Spain has become important, very important – for everyone. Midfield organiser, Xabi Alonso, acknowledges it
in a declaration to the club website: ‘Torres is demonstrating that he’s not afraid of the physical contact that exists here, with defenders who will try to bring him down. His rivals realise that Fernando isn’t afraid of them and that’s an extra motivation for him.’

When the new acquisition is on the bench, as happened against Portsmouth, or when he’s seen warming up on the edge of the pitch, as on 22 September at home against Birmingham, the fans and the media get restless. Especially when, three days later in the Carling Cup against Reading, he nets three. They always want to see him in the starting line-up and make fun of Rafa Benítez’s rotation policy. Take the
Daily Mirror
headline for its analysis of the situation: ‘Why Mrs Benítez would be happy if Rafa even rotated her rotisserie’. A discussion that begins with an imaginary dialogue between Rafa and Montse at breakfast time on the usefulness of rotating the various electrical appliances to make toast. It’s worth another look:

Rafa: Take the bread from the toaster, dear. Today we use the oven grill.

Montse: But the toaster’s quicker.

Rafa: If you say to me, the toaster is best, I say OK. But I have three machines for browning bread and I must use them all.

Montse: But it’ll make the kids late for school.

Rafa: We are a few weeks into the school year. If you want the toaster performing at a good level next June, then OK, you must rest it now.

Montse: Right. Oven it is. Can I use the toaster tomorrow?

Rafa: Who knows? I have to consider the George Foreman Grill also.

The main target of this ribaldry defends himself to the hilt, maintaining that, for sure, ‘Fernando can play twenty or thirty matches on the trot without any problem. But if he was to do that, he wouldn’t be capable of playing at the same level for the remaining fifteen games during which we are fighting for trophies.’ The gaffer’s global perspective is understandable, the decision to be sparing with his new millionaire purchase, to protect him, to ensure that he is fresh for when the games get harder, but it turns out, in fact, that El Niño ruins all the plans. He is too important for the team, both in the league and in the Champions League.

In early December, in spite of the injury, he’s already scored twelve goals in all competitions. And three of them are heavyweight ones in the Champions League. They also serve to give new vigour to a manager under pressure from criticism, a lot of bad results and his dispute with the club’s American bosses, Tom Hicks and George Gillett. Heavyweight goals that have helped the numerous protests in support of Rafa that are seen on the streets of Liverpool at the end of November – Reds fans with his image on posters saying ‘Keep Rafa’ and even ‘
No pasarán
’ (‘They shall not pass’ – a famous rallying-call from the Republican side in the Spanish Civil War to rally resistance against the fascist Franco uprising). The stormy waters grow calm and the debate goes back to concentrating on football. In the English papers, a photomontage of Fernando appears with a sharpened nose and a pencil moustache, all underlined with a quote from Steven Gerrard: ‘He reminds me of Rush.’ Yes, the Welshman and the lad from Fuenlabrada hold each other in high regard. In just a few months, a mutual respect has been formed. Perhaps because both of them took on a lot of responsibilities early, both of them are shy, speak little, do not brag and eschew glamour in favour of old friends and family life. Torres says of Gerrard: ‘He is the best, or one
of the best, in the world. Never I play with a footballer of his level. It’s a pleasure to do so. It’s not only the interaction that works between us. Gerrard is able to give you the ball where you want it. He allows you to exploit to the full his qualities while improving your own game.’ Gerrard says simply of Torres: ‘I wouldn’t change him for any other striker in the world.’ A very special chemistry, which Ian Rush speaks of as well: ‘This interaction between Torres and Gerrard – the same thing happened between me and Kenny Dalglish. It’s almost telepathic. Torres makes the defenders work, he keeps them pinned back and he doesn’t hide like other foreign players. He’s strong and has adapted quickly. Drogba and Henry needed a whole season. If he can get twenty or twenty-five goals, we can win the Premier League.’

The dream of the Liverpool ex-Number 9 is the same as all the side’s supporters – to win the league, which for nineteen years has escaped them. The idea is simple: getting a striker that they’ve not seen the likes of since the time of Michael Owen or better, Robbie Fowler, means the unattainable goal becomes possible. It’s a pity that, in the end, Torres surpasses all the predictions but Liverpool end up fourth in the league.

Putting that to one side, one can see the progress of the youngster who has so impressed everyone through his ability to adapt in comparison with the strikers who, as Rush says, have taken a season to understand how things work. After the Christmas holidays that Fernando spends with his family, who have come over from Spain loaded with products from his home country, including everything from ham to olive oil (this The Kid is not giving up), a new crown arrives in early January. In a poll on the club website, the fans of Liverpool elect him as the Best Young Footballer under 23 years of age in Rafa Benítez’s 2007 squad. And some days later there’s also the nomination of Best Player
of the Team in the month of December. It’s the third time that Fernando wins it, after first securing it in August and September, before ceding it to Steven Gerrard in October and November. Recognition of his achievements arrives not only from the fans. He is a member of the ‘Ideal Eleven’ chosen by various European sports magazines.

February – an incredible month. He gets injured during the international friendly with France but returns in time for the last sixteen away leg of the Champions League against Inter Milan to bamboozle Marco Materazzi, the Inter and Italy defender also known for being on the receiving end of Zinedine Zidane’s headbutt in the final of the Germany World Cup. He gets his second hat-trick, swelling his quota to 21 goals (fifteen in the league). In the Premier League classification for effectiveness, he is in third position, with a goal every 118 minutes played. Numbers and results that also bring him the Barclays prize for the best player of the month. But the most sought-after tribute, the most affectionate, the most unforgettable, the one that endorses once and for all, the special relationship with the fans, comes from the Kop. A song specially for him, like the greats of the past and present have had. At Anfield they start to sing the Armband song. They dug up the story of the Atlético captain’s armband and made it their own. A song that makes Fernando emotional – as his playing makes his team-mates emotional. The Dutchman, Dirk Kuyt, declares: ‘It’s incredible to have scored so many goals in his first season in England. He’s getting them in the league and in Europe and is doing a great job for the team. The rest of the players think that he’s going to score in every match and the way things are going, one gets the impression that’s what is going to happen.’

In March, another hat-trick and one of those goals that one doesn’t forget easily. In the San Siro, against Inter, he
receives a deep pass from Fabio Aurelio in the 64th minute, controls the ball, then, with a half-turn on the edge of the area, fires it inside the near post, where, despite a desperate final stretch, Inter keeper Julio Cesar cannot reach it. It seals the team’s passage through to the quarter-finals. It’s a trademark goal. Control, half-turn, shoot and goal. El Niño will repeat the same move against Arsenal in April to ensure Liverpool reach the Champions League semi-finals. ‘He turned with the speed of a reptile to deal Almunia a venomous blow,’ writes
La Gazzetta dello Sport
. And
Corriere della Sera
adds: ‘He created a work of art, leaving Frenchman Gallas dumbfounded like an absolute novice.’ Two goals, one more attractive than the other. Difficult to choose which is the best. The
Guardian,
simply suggests watching them a million times over.

And just before the double encounter with Arsenal, Torres goes through his first test in English. He’d promised he would, months before, and keeps to his word. He was being a bit ambitious to try it even in the corridors of Anfield, one to one with a British journalist, but to take on an important press conference organised by UEFA in the full public eye is not an everyday event for anyone. However, the youngster proves he’s on the ball. He doesn’t speak BBC English but he holds his own. This time the translator is there just to help him with the harder questions. Rafa Benítez is at his side and looks on proudly like the father of a boy who has just got the best report in his class. ‘Twenty-eight goals scored … a target to reach before the end of the season?’ they ask him. He replies: ‘Is my best season. I’m scoring a lot of goals, my target is score goals but I don’t have one number of goals. I want to help my team-mate to win trophies but scoring goals is the job of the striker. I’m only doing my job.’

It’s that simple, he’s only doing his job. Even if nothing takes away the fact that the first person to be surprised by the statistics of his first season at Liverpool is himself. He confesses as much, shrugging his shoulders almost to excuse himself, like a child whose mother has caught him sticking his hand in a jar of jam. Torres is humble but in the meantime the recognitions pour in. He is amongst the candidates for the PFA Players’ Player of the Year award. A title that goes to Cristiano Ronaldo. But it’s interesting to hear what Gordon Taylor, PFA Chief Executive, has to say about Torres: ‘There have been many great Number 9s in Liverpool and this season he has followed in that tradition, responding brilliantly to what was a great challenge, which speaks clearly of his strength of character and skill.’

In May, by then out of the Champions League – despite his away leg semi-final goal in the match against Chelsea – there is still the Premier League to finish off. The last game is at White Hart Lane, then the home of manager, Juande Ramos, the Spaniard who had won the Carling Cup against Chelsea and thereby taken the team into Europe. The match doesn’t feature much of interest, Benítez’s side win 0-2 and Torres scores league goal Number 24. He becomes the foreign player with the highest number of goals scored in his debut season. He beats the record of Ruud van Nistelrooy. The Dutchman had set the mark with 23 goals (including four penalties) in 32 games during the 2001–02 season on his debut with Manchester United. Ruud, whose arrival from PSV Eindhoven was an inspired gamble by Sir Alex Ferguson, in spite of a knee problem, demonstrated his class in the first of five seasons with the Red Devils before leaving for Real Madrid. Benítez’s gamble also pays off with 33 goals across all competitions. Third place in the Premier League top-scorer list behind Cristiano Ronaldo (31) and Emmanuel Adebayor (24).

Then comes the prize for the Reds’ best player and best striker, chosen by the supporters. And, in Madrid, they give him the Man of the Year award, which is received in his absence by José, his father. In-between all these honours there is also the Nike TV commercial, which lights up Liverpool with the colours of Spain. The Osborne bull dominates the motorway exit, ships on the Mersey fly the red and yellow flag, students are learning Spanish, the fish and chip shops offer ‘All Day Tapas’, giant paella pans are on sale, flamenco is the dance schools’ favourite, The Cavern becomes The Caverna and youngsters playing football in the park offer their thanks to Torres with a ‘
Gracias
, mate.’ Fernando, in red jacket with his boxer dog on a leash, goes off smiling and looking pleased with himself. That’s how he appears in a commercial but it’s also the reality. At Liverpool, the lad who has come from Madrid is happy. He says so and repeats it in many interviews. With the Reds, he’s enjoying his football like never before. In the city of the Beatles, he’s discovered a winning mentality. He speaks of how his team-mates ‘do not go out on to the pitch hoping that they’ll win or praying for victory. They really expect to win. They have so much faith in their ability that they simply don’t consider the possibility of any other result.’

Something new for him. Just as the football experience in England is enjoyable and new: ‘The fans are with your team to the death, win or lose. They are always behind their side and at away games as well. Normally in Spain, when you are substituted there is a huge amount of whistling yet here the crowd stand up and applaud you!’ And then there is Benítez, the manager who pampers him and teaches him new things each day, and there is the captain who is showing him what it means to be the team leader at a great club.

To sum up, he is enthusiastic about the choice he has made. Because at Liverpool, freed from the game he played
at Atlético, he doesn’t feel like a star who has to deal with everything – the good and the bad – but just an important player along with lots of others. The only regret is that he’s had to leave his country, because in Spain they realised what he was worth. A month later, the fresh respect of the Spaniards will become devotion and eternal gratitude.

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