£19 million (plus add-on’s) brings Robbie Keane to Anfield, to the club he supported as a lad.
Because of his age – 28 – I’m not going to put this up as a great piece of buisness (like Torres). But, it’s still a great buy.
The resume paints a simple picture: Captain of Ireland. The country’s leading scorer. He gets the business done, and importantly, has done it in the Premier League. At Tottenham, he notched 80 goals in 197 Premier League matches. 107 goals in 254 appearances in a Spurs shirt. We know he’ll hit the ground running. Robbie is in his prime.
And, by all accounts, he’s the kind of person who gets on well with everybody — exactly the type you want in the locker room — talented, passionate and engaging.
I’m quite excited with this signing as it adds another dangerous weapon to an already lethal attacking side. With this addition, the backline well-sorted and the embarassment of riches in the central midfield, I have to believe that the only real want is on the flanks. (Is there enough magic up Rafa’s sleeve to pull out a Silva?) Not that Kuyt and Babel didn’t/can’t get the job done, but an upgrade (more so on the right) could be The Difference. (well, that and sealing the goal-leaks we sprung in January)
I was going to write about how this will affect the way the team lines up, but I think ‘Oh, You Beauty’ has got the general idea already up. So, give it a read and I’ll muse on our on-the-pitch look come Preview time.
What I would like to put out into the ether right now is an edict that the Ordinary Ponytail (Voronin) relinquish the #10 shirt for our new Irish hitman.