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| Gary Speed 1969-2011 |
Speed’s death has hit the football world hard. Shay Given started yesterday’s match against Swansea in tears, Craig Bellamy was left out of Liverpool’s squad for their game against Manchester City and Robbie Savage struggled to get the words past a huge lump in his throat when attempting to speak from the heart about his former teammate and friend.
From a supporters’ perspective, Gary Speed was that rare breed of footballer for whom pretty much all fans had a lot of respect for. His professionalism, talent and attitude seemed to transcend even club rivalries. I don’t know a single person that ever disliked Gary Speed, and we all know how irrational hatred can manifest itself when it comes to footballers.
As a West Ham and England fan, I have no affiliation to Speed other than he played the game I love. And yet when I heard the news that he had died on Sunday morning, I was overwhelmed with sadness. Hearing the tributes pour in, the spontaneous minute’s applause at the Liberty Stadium and radio presenters - so calm and professional by their nature - audibly devastated, was utterly heartbreaking. I am still shocked by the news, but sadness remains the stronger emotion.
Gary Speed was a man who at 42 had an exciting future ahead of him. He had recently enjoyed success whilst managing his country’s national team, was a well respected media pundit and seemed to have a happy family life and wide circle of friends. Whilst some footballers struggle with the aftermath of their playing careers, Speed seemed to be approaching it with gusto.
But something changed all that. Something drove Speed to the point where he was unable to look ahead to next year, next month or even tomorrow. Something in Gary Speed made him feel the only option was to end it all.
The question many will now ask is what was that something? What made him do it? Well we may never find out and to be honest, does it matter to us? To Gary’s friends and family it will, but to us - fans, media - we don’t have any right to know what drove him to this decision. Just because he was in the public eye, it doesn’t mean we deserve to know the inner workings of someone who was clearly in a very bad place. We don’t own footballers, just as we don’t own actors, singers or models. Our thirst for detail about them is completely irrelevant in circumstances such as these.
What we do know is that football has lost one of its greatest servants of recent times. A man who played and excelled for some of England’s biggest clubs in a career spanning 20 years. A man who was a star before Sky and the Premier League, yet still shone brightly in the global business that football in the 21st century has become.
I remember Gary Speed as a young player coming through, as a star of the Premier League and as a wily old veteran still cutting it at the top. He is someone that I only had respect for and as a football supporter, my heart goes out to the fans of the clubs he played for. Because if he earned this much respect from supporters of the clubs he didn’t play for, God only knows how much the fans of those he did play for will miss him.
RIP Gary Speed.

