53 minutes in to yesterday’s win at Huddersfield, Hazard received the ball with his back to Jorgensen, did one of his trademark shimmies and sent the Danish centre back the wrong way.
As the Belgian superstar looked to be on his way, Jorgensen continued turning and, nowhere near the ball, sent Eden crashing to the turf with a painful kick across the shins.
53 minutes in, second half, no need to allow the players to work their way into the game.
And up strode referee Marriner and gave Jorgensen… a couple smiling words of caution.
No card, no nothing!
Perhaps what Marriner said to the man they call Zanka was something like,
‘I know the little feller is the best and you had no chance – you might as well have been trying to tackle fog. I know it’s tough – what’s a normal defender to do but kick out? You have my sympathies. These continentals should stay where they belong, on the, er, continent.’
Or at least that was the message Marriner might as well have been conveying on behalf of the dire FA to the best player in the Premier League – oh, and to any other foreign player who may be thinking of coming here and thinking they can stink up the place with their silky skills.
Please let there not be one single word of whingeing the day Eden Hazard finally leaves us.
Let us only praise the little genius for giving us as much time as he has under the criminally inhospitable conditions fostered and approved by our far from sweet FA.