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干脆把那篇采访的原文也先贴出来!
是一个很有空的威尔士人打上来的,偶只是简单的COPY了一下~~
Diamond Geezers
Because I have clearly got nothing better to do with my time, and because I'm not feeling well enough to do any real work, I have typed for your enjoyment (or not) a long article that appears in this month's Four Four Two magazine. I think it will take a couple of posts to get the whole thing up, as it is quite long - but it is worth it because hey, Crespo and Verón interviewed together!!
Here goes:
Diamond Geezers Four Four Two magazine, December 2003
Marcela Mora y Araujo meets Seba Verón and Hernán Crespo. Part I
"Seba and me are completely different," insists the neatly pony-tailed Hernán Crespo, "from the way we dress, to the way we talk, to the way we live – everything. If you start analysing, there are more points in which we differ than coincide. And yet, life has brought us together. Football has brought us together."
We are sitting in Juan Sebastián Verón's kitchen, drinking mate, a strong Argentinean tea which is drunk in a wooden pot through a silver straw. You drink a whole serving, then pass the mate back to the brewer who fills it up and passes it to the next person. To the outsider it can look like a weird druggie ritual; to Argentineans it is as routine as a cuppa.
With his shaven head, diamond earrings, outsized grey t-shirt and black cargo pants, Veró's look is gangsta-rappa. Crespo, on the other hand, is Mr Mellow in fitted linen jeans and brown t-shirt, all natural fabrics and earth colours.
But they do have much in common. Not since Ossie Ardiles and Ricky Villa a quarter-century ago at Spurs have two Argentinean players in the same strip set foot on top-flight turf. Signed by Chelsea within weeks of each other, on huge transfer deals and paid top dollar, they both first played for Argentina in 1996. They both left Argentinean club football that same year, and they both went to Italy, playing for three Italian clubs – together at Parma and Lazio – before joining the Premiership. The combined aggregate of their transfers is almost identical; Crespo's moves have totalled $117m to Verón's $119m. They both have sponsorship deals with Adidas. They're the same age, 28. There's less than an inch height difference: Crespo stands at 6ft to Verón's 6ft 1. Likewise their weight: Verón at 12st 8lbs to Crespo's 12st 6lbs.
Separated at birth, right? Crespo's having none of it. "For starters, he's a midfielder and I'm a forward. That in itself is a gulf of difference …"
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In the Argentinean summer of 1996, Daniel Passarella, then national team manager, took a group of young men to Mar del Plata, a beach resort near Buenos Aires, to prepare for the Olympic Games in Atlanta later that year.
"We were in the same squad but neither of us was in the starting line-up," Crespo recalls. "So it was hard to start with. But then we started being called up to the national squad more frequently. And now we understand each other with total ease."
Verón: "We would have played against each other in the youth teams, when he was at River and I was playing for Estudiantes – I can't remember, but Hernán tells me we did. But I do remember meeting up in the pre-Olympic. I wouldn't say he was my dream forward but he was definitely a good player, a great player. We got on from the word go but it wasn't the relationship we have now."
And what's that?
"Great friends, close friends," says Verón categorically. "From our arrival in Europe in 1996, we have practically always been together – it’s a lot of years, and we've played in the same teams during that time as well. We've been through a lot."
Crespo: "When we first got to Italy we were both Argentinean – that was the common factor. [Nestor] Sensini was also there but he was married with a family. And when we were both in Parma, [Abel] Balbo was there too, but again, he was married with kids. Before Parma, Seba spent two years with Sampdoria in Genoa, and I was already at Parma, but we went backwards and forwards between both towns, spent all our time together. I guess we were both alone, and loneliness can unite you tremendously."
In 1996 Argentina's Under-23 team won a silver medal after losing to Nigeria in the final. It was the first taste of glory for a squad that with only a few changes has gone on to represent Argentina at international level right up to last summer's World Cup finals. For Verón and Crespo, it was the launch of their own careers into the world arena, both individually and as an on-pitch dup.
"The Verón-Crespo society was born in Passarella's Under-23 national squad but we could say the explosion came in the same strip under [Marcelo] Bielsa's management," believes Adrian Maladevsky of Argentina's leading broadsheet Clarin. "With Passarella, Verón didn't establish himself until between '97 and '98, whereas Crespo, who looked for a while like he would be first choice for the starting line-up, ended up being Batistuta's sub at the 1998 World Cup. With Bielsa a similar thing happened, but Verón was always first choice, and Crespo ended up playing a lot more than Batistuta in the qualifiers for the 2002 World Cup. Verón became the symbol of the team, and Crespo the goalscorer of a squad which totally dominated the South American qualifying group and earned the title best team in the world, until in Japan they were brought down to earth with a bang. When the team was at its best, Verón was the hook, the old-fashioned number 10, the engine, the conductor, the guy through whom every attacking ball passed: Crespo was the goalscorer, but with more to his game. It was a duo that worked.
"With our different styles we complement each other very well," says Crespo. "Seba has certain characteristics which suit me down to a tee. He is a guy that makes the attackers play a lot. He generates play-making, and I think its good for me to be made to play. And what's good for me is good for him because the better I feel, the more goals I'll score."
Verón: "Time helps. You get to know the other's movements. Knowing someone well simplifies so many things – knowing how the other guy thinks, how he moves, how he likes to receive the ball. Without looking at him, I know how Hernán likes me to cross to him. It makes life so much easier."
Although by the time this season started Verón and Crespo had played a total of 102 games together (32 for Parma, 43 for Lazio and 28 for Argentina), scoring 89 goals (Crespo 73, Verón 16), they are not revered in their own homeland. Despite the more glamorous and marketed image, Verón is the less popular. "Verón is a double-edged sword to most Argentinean fans' tastes," says one supporter. "His mission on the pitch is to generate scoring situations but his very particular style means he cannot be categorised as just another player. His style inspires profound admiration when the play has a happy ending, but just as often provokes irritability and even indignation when his play-making doesn't lead to anything."
Before the last World Cup he was widely regarded as one of the best five midfielders, if not players, in the world. But with the national team coming home early, fans turned against him. There are signs the pendulum is swinging back. In Argentina's last home game, a World Cup qualifier against Chile, during which Verón was booed, whistled and accused of being 'English', his display silenced the critics and he left the pitch to applause.
Crespo is less prone to such violent swings in popularity, but he is also less well known outside football. Some say he is less 'market aware'. He emerged from the River Plate youth sides, the club he joined at 11, and made his debut for the first team against a Newell's Old Boys which boasted Maradona in their squad (needless to say, Diego didn't actually show up on that day). His last game for the club before moving to Parma was a Libertadores Cup final in which he scored.
Because, on the pitch, his style was very similar to World Cup winning number nine Jorge Valdano, people used to call him 'Valdanito' (Little Valdano). "He is a classical exponent of the River Plate youth set-up," says one hardcore River fan. "As a kid he stood out because of his tall, slender physique and all-terrain cunning. He had to pay his dues: although he had what it takes to be a top striker, he was made to look at games from the bench and when the going got tough he would jump onto the pitch to sort things out. Once settled in the first team, Crespo gave us goals – right foot, left foot, with his head, hip or knee. Balls that were bouncing back, Mexican (overhead) kicks, shots of unstoppable power or subtle flicks into the net. His final championship ended in a 2-0 win over America de Cali, and the Cup came back to River. Crespo scored both goals."
By the time Hernán left Italy to join Chelsea, he had scored 108 goals in Serie A over seven seasons.
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This summer there was hardly a single top international whose name was not linked to Roman Abramovich's so-called Chelski. At a stroke, the club became a giant-in-waiting rather than a financially rickety retirement home for European fancy-dans. Overnight, expectations at Stamford Bridge became stratospheric.
"They could have bought literally anyone they wanted. And they chose me. To me that means something. It is very important to feel wanted," Verón smiles. "I think these next four years will be hugely important because I'm under no illusion – I am starting the final stretch of my career."
When Verón joined Manchester United in the summer of 2001, he made UK transfer history with his £28m price tag. His two years there were not easy but by the time he left, club insiders were claiming that he was more popular among the fans than David Beckham. "I had a very good Champions League," he told me as a summary of his last season there. Whenever we've spoken over the past two years, during which time he has come under fire mainly for, in his own words, " lack of consistency", Verón has always known when he was fallen short of his own very high standards, usually when either injured or discomfited by a twinge, though he never attempted to use injury as an excuse.
By the time Manchester United decided to sell him for half his original fee, Verón was again displaying majestic qualities; during the club's US tour he was playing o well that the 'best midfielder in the world' tag resurfaced. Ruud van Nistelrooy told journalists that Verón's loss would be insurmountable for the squad and, alledgedly, the players signed a petition begging the club not to sell him.
So what does he feel about his value practically halving during his two-year sojourn in Manchester? He simply shrugs, raises his eyebrows and grimaces as if to say, 'it doesn't bother me, guv.' Then he laughes. "It means nothing to me…" Crespo butts in: "I bet it's different for the guy coughing up the money!"
Verón: "eople were saying, 'you're the most expensive transfer', but to me all I do is play football. For me the transfer tag is statistical data, nothing more."
It's worth noting that though his price tag has halved in the journey down the M6 from Manchester to London, his wages have gone up. The reason his transfer negotiations were so protracted is that his agent was making sure that his 'personal terms' were not just top of the range but watertight.
Crespo – whose business interests are represented from the same agency – came to Chelsea from Inter Milan, who he'd joined only a year previously to replace none other than Ronaldo. Word has it that Madrid had been keen to buy Crespo, and that up to the 11th hour it was touch and go which one it would be: Ronaldo or Crespo. The man himself had been ready to move to either club, bags packed. He ended up scoring goals in one of Inter's best recent seasons, reaching the Champions League semi-final, only losing to city rivals Milan.
Like Verón, Crespo has done his fair share of club-hopping within Italy, and like Verón, the fees commanded by his moves have, on occasion, broken records. When he moved to Lazio, his transfer fee of £37m was the highest sun ever paid in the world for a footballer. Rumour has it that it was at Verón's instigation that Crespo joined Lazio. Did he also have any influence in his friend joining Chelsea? "No, not at all. Nobody asked for my opinion here. At Lazio I was asked by the president, but we had won Serie A, we'd had a very good tournament, we'd won three cups – I think my word had a little weight. Hernán had scored 80 or 90 goals in his previous four seasons so I think when it came to buying him it was less to do with what I said and more to do with what he did."
Crespo, ever pragmatic, plays down the eight-figure transfer tags, pointing out that in a huge transfer, the bulk of the money does not go into the player's pocket.
"There is a sense in which part of you remains unaware of all that. Because you don't want to focus on all that. I mean, you want to play, and well. You want to do things right and enjoy doing them. Of course, there's a bit of personal pride in thinking, Wow! There's a guy willing to pay all that money to have me in his team! But that's it. Whether they have paid 50, 100 or 1,000 for you, your responsibility is the same; the moral responsibility to give your all to the team that put their trust in you, to reciprocate that trust. And that's the most natural thing to do, because it's what you've always done."
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