Big Number 9 (shirt), who wants it?
Posted on March 7th, 2011 | 51 Comments |
There’s a gap in the numbers down SJP way and we all know why.
It’s the biggest number, if you think about it, every other number after it is a compound of it and another number.
Yes, you’ve guessed it: 9.
After the last player to don the shirt wandered off to the Merseyside in January, we’ve been looking for someone to fill the gap. Obviously, no one is neccessarily gonna have it handed to them at this point in the season. But who is in the running?
Will it be someone not at the club yet?
Will one of the present strikers at the club step up and claim it? Should the damn thing have been retired along with the legend that is Alan Shearer? Did he make the prospect of filling that shirt number almost untenable? After his amazing breaking of the all time scoring record at the club, why wouldn’t it be a difficult act to follow?
There’s a hell of a lot of history ingrained in not only the actual wearing of the shirt by a regular human being, who plies their trade as a pro footballer. But also, in the sepia tinted memories and rose tinted dreams of Newcastle fans from time to this day. Are we piling way too much pressure on our number 9 shirt? After all, some players have come here to play and almost actively refused the number (M. Owen?). Maybe feeling that they really can’t live up to it, or don’t wanna try or don’t want the hefty responsibility that comes with it. Whilst others have tried to grab the thing in a brave attempt to live up to the lofty position, we as fans, have placed upon it.
We all have our ‘all time’ favourite Newcastle number 9’s, Wee Hughie, Wor Jackie, SuperMac, Big Al, The Mighty Quinn, Sir Les, to name a few.
Let us know your favourite.
Do they all have warrior names? Probably?
Which just goes to show how hard it can be. Those players started somewhere though and built their reputation with the fans and their warrior name was bestowed upon them, forged during the heat of battle. They didn’t just walk into the job, you can’t do that.
Heroes are made over time.
Some have a predisposition, some have gradually carved their name into the history and folklore of the club and gained legendary status, rightfully. Others just plain couldn’t handle it and are forgotten, or worse, remembered for all the wrong reasons.
There’s always gonna be discussion between fans about who was best, but one thing is for sure: You know when you’ve got a ‘Proper‘ legend in the ranks, because they will always put the ball in the net when the chips are down. Because of that, the fans will profess undying love, gratitude and respect.
They may even get a statue?
So, it’s a big shirt and a big ask. It swamps some players, while others seem to naturally gravitate to it.
Can anyone at the club already take the pressure and take over the mantle? Have they got the nerve, skill, drive, determination and sheer audacity to become the new NEWCASTLE NUMBER 9?
But more importantly:
DO THEY HAVE THE GOALS?
Howay the Lads!
“Let us know your favourite.”
Wee Hughie, Clint. Which is odd as I’ve only ever seen a few minutes of him playing in jerky black and white films!