David Moyes seems to be on a mission to bring back the good ol’ years of Everton; just look at the Sunderland manager’s recruitment: from Steven Pienaar – don’t worry, we were as shocked as you when we found out he was in the North East – to new signing, Joleon Lescott. Seems an ok(ish) strategy, old Moyesie had half an ounce of respect when he was the Toffees gaffer; nowadays, the Black Cats boss carries about as much following as a Donald Trump inauguration.
The current Black Cats boss should continue to get his shopping trolley out, and carry on stockpiling it with elder legs over youthful ones; the building of an experienced spine could be critical in keeping Sunderland up this season.
Let’s be honest, the club’s only chance of survival this season is Jermain Defoe. Should rivals come knocking on the door with at least an offer worth talking about, rather than laughing at – looking at you here Mr Sullivan and Mr Gold – then the Englishman could be packing his bags, and Sunderland’s football free-fall could be faster than Jermain Pennant’s career.
How could they salvage something should the unthinkable happen? Look no further than a man partial to a cartwheel-roly-poly-machine-gun combination; arise, Ireland’s favourite son, Robbie Keane. Granted, the 35-year-old is reaching the latter stages of his career, but he’s still managed to find the net 104 times in 165 appearances for the Galaxy. Yeah, yeah, ‘it’s playing in Major League Soccer’, but that still shows how the Irishman has something to offer.
Only on his relatively recent loan to Aston Villa on the MLS off-season, the Villa man found the net three times in six Premier League games. If you give Robbie half-a-sniff, more often than not, he’ll deliver. If that’s compensating Jermain Defoe’s missing goals, or even the pair working in tandem, then it seems to make perfect sense. It would be a great bit of business for a bloke wanting a Premier League return.
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As so many have recently argued, from the glamour of Gordon Strachan to the quiet Zlatan Ibrahimovic – you get wiser, as you get older. You become more efficient in your play, more intelligent and experienced in how to utilise the space. A guy such as Robbie Keane who has clocked 726-club appearances still has that extra yard on a defender, and the experience to know when and how to use his strengths; being a poacher, and getting in behind has always been in the Irishman’s locker.
It seems perfect business sense, and someone has to either cover or help Defoe; the Englishman already has 12 goals out of the Black Cats 20 Premier League strikes – the guy needs a pal, and his old mate from their Spurs years could be the perfect old-school combination.
Just look at the pair when playing in north London; albeit it was Burnley, but Keane was bagging four goals a game in one’s such as these, as well as matches like putting four past, at the time, high-riding Pompey.
No matter Keane’s age, the guy knows the league: 126 Premier League strikes to his name – the 13th highest scorer in the history – ahead of the likes of Didier Drogba, Ian Wright and Dwight Yorke. Not bad company, the Irishman is a genuine legend of the league.
‘Moyesie, sign him up; Moyesie, Moyesie, sign him up’.