Something to think about:
PLAYERS WRONG TO IGNORE MAKELELEBy Martin Samuel
THE Players' Player Award. Just the name conjures up a certain image.
The unsung hero. The type everybody overlooks. Not pretty, never eye-catching, but his mates know his worth.
The first winner was Norman Hunter, next was Colin Todd. Last year it went to John Terry.
We can all find the beauty in Thierry Henry or Wayne Rooney but leave it to the professionals to truly appreciate what a man does for his team. So where the hell was Claude Makelele (right) in the PFA's short-list of six this week?
Where was the acknowledgement of the player whose quiet consistency will again deliver the title to Stamford Bridge this season?
Where was recognition of the most significant influence in the Championship race? Players' player? They could have asked the James Blunt fan club and and got the same poster boy answers.
InstinctsThere were three Chelsea players, Terry, Frank Lampard and Joe Cole — not one of whom would be as good without Makelele — plus Rooney, Henry and Steven Gerrard. All fine footballers.
Yet the players' award cries out for an appreciation of the game's subtleties.
The best team in the country is driven by the instincts and quick-thinking of not so much a midfield enforcer, as a ninja. So good, so deadly, he is almost invisible.
Take Makelele from Chelsea and it would be like losing half a team.
He protects the back four, breaks up play in midfield and gets the ball to his team-mates quickly.
Awesome
There are those who think he is merely a destroyer. Look again. Better still, ask his peers. They have a players' player award at Stamford Bridge, too — and guess who won it this year?
When Chelsea played Barcelona, the battle in midfield was awesome. Deco was extraordinary.
Lampard was tested beyond his limit. Makelele was entirely in his element. The tougher it got, the better he played.
On the rare occasions Michael Essien has been used in his position, witness the difference.
There is a two-second delay while Essien computes his pass. Makelele never needs that.
Nobody is comparing Makelele's quiet effectiveness with the poetry of Henry in motion, or the explosive individuality of Rooney.
Yet in a list of six, surely there was room for a true players' player?
Or is even the professional game slave to the Pop Idol culture these days?