Dixie Day Dream
The greatest striker to grace any turf died one year before I was brought into this world, yet the ominous legacy and fabulous story of William R Dean has always been close to my heart and thoughts as my Everton education has unfolded.
As I watched the touching Dixie Dean play being acted out in Crosby on Monday I realised more than ever that the esteem in which William was held far outweighed anything we are likely to ever see again at Everton. Whilst very few clubs can realistically expect to have a true great in their annals anywhere near the stature of Dean, I have clung onto the slimmest of hopes that one day a true great will again arrive for all Evertonians to embrace.
The painful truth is that it was a massive slice of Grand Old Lady Luck that Dean was born where he was and, much more importantly, when he was. Can we ever expect a truly great player to ever grace the field of a team who is either not playing in the 'Champions' League or has more money than sense and will risk all in trying to grace the aforementioned competition?
It is painfully apparent that for a new legend to emerge at Everton the future Hall of Famer must have two very important attributes, loyalty and patience. These are obviously the very same areas of expertise we have gleaned as fans, which clearly signals where a true future great must rise from.
The last fan to have a slight glimmer of greatness in his eyes has now departed to fulfil his potential elsewhere . Naturally, a 'Champions' league club.
With that chance been and gone I was left wondering where we are to look to next. Are we to accept that Dean was one in a million and thank our lucky stars that we had him at all, at a time when money wasn't the game spoiler it is now? Or am I to cling to the faint hope that in my lifetime I will have the chance to see a truly iconic star play in the still much sought after royal blue jersey?
I have seen some tremendous players at Goodison, the memories of Tricky Trev still stirs the feeling of the greatness we once held, and of the future stars Mr Lescott has been a beacon of brilliance since the first time we saw him. However, neither are of the true great nature (although I hold out maybe unrealistic hopes for Lescott).
The truly legendary places at many clubs are invariably held by local lads (with a few notable exceptions in the ilk of Thierry Henry) who played on the local streets and pitches in their formative years. Until another local comes good there will be a void in the ever improving Everton team that needs filling, it has been that way ever since Mr Rooney decided he wasn't up to the daunting job.
William Dean is a man whom no player could ever wish to emulate and only a handful of players in football history could ever be spoken of in the same sentence. I may have my head in the blue clouds but I try to maintain my slim hope that one day we can find a worthy player who can be spoken of at least in the same book.
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