By Luke McLaughlin
Thierry Henry has enjoyed a flood of positive press lately: Sky Sports cranked the hype up to 11 as he began his punditry career a few weeks ago, and a full-blown Henry love-in ensued.
Sports correspondents everywhere were queuing up to praise the Frenchman’s playing prowess. It was widely agreed he would bring the same combination of flair and insouciance to the Sky Sports football studio.
Gary Neville (who we’re told has single-handedly revolutionised the business of football punditry) is all well and good, but the thinking is that Henry will be the Serge Gainsbourg to Neville’s Dire Straits. The Émile Zola to his Jeffrey Archer. The Thierry Henry to his Gary Neville.
Reportedly paying Henry £4million a year, Sky are entitled to expect something half-decent; in comparison Neville has to scrape by on £1.2million. Henry should prove a sound investment. But is he really such an all-round dreamboat?
One particular night sticks in my mind from Henry’s career, an occasion when he got it wrong on and off the pitch. And I don’t mean the World Cup play-off handball against Ireland in 2009.
I’m thinking of the 2006 Champions League final, when Henry captained Arsenal against Frank Rijkaard’s Barcelona in Paris: Ronaldinho, Samuel Eto’o, et al.
Perhaps you remember how the game went: Jens Lehmann was sent off, Sol Campbell scored for Arsenal, who heroically resisted until two late goals – from Eto’o and Juliano Belletti – shattered their dreams.
Henry had crossed brilliantly for Campbell to score. But he missed two one-on-one chances that were, by his own high standards, pretty straightforward.
A superb first touch fashioned the first chance after just three minutes, but Henry’s shot was poor and Victor Valdés saved. In the second half, Alexander Hleb (remember him?) sent Henry clear, but again he shot tamely at Valdés. These were huge moments in a huge match.
Sitting up in the stand, I thought Henry’s attitude and body language were incredibly negative, even when Arsenal were ahead. He seemed to withdraw into himself, to shrink away. He didn’t look interested in trying to lift his team.
At one point in the second half, before taking a corner, Henry bowed his head and crouched down from sheer exhaustion. I’d never seen a player do that before, no matter how tired. Certainly not a captain in a European final.
With better finishing from Henry Arsenal would have been champions of Europe. The Arsène Wenger era would have been fundamentally changed for the better. For a striker of Henry’s ability, missing two clear chances in a European final was a disaster.
Clearly angry (with himself?), Henry was interviewed by his future employers after the match. Surely time to congratulate Barcelona? But there were no Gallic shrugs or Renault-Clio-advert grins here.
“I don’t want to start any argument … but I don’t know if the referee had a Barcelona shirt on or something,” he ranted. “If they don’t want us to win it, just say it right from the start.
“I’m just saying that some calls in the game were a bit strange. Next time I’m going to learn how to dive maybe. They kicked me in my knee, my ankles, but I’m not a woman so I stay on my feet. I expect the ref to do his job but I don’t think he did.
“All the time you talk about Ronaldinho and everything but I didn’t see him today. I saw Henrik Larsson [who created both Barça goals]… I didn’t see no Ronaldinho and I didn’t see no Eto’o.”
In the space of 60 seconds Henry had attacked the referee, several opponents, UEFA, and the entire female population of the planet. It was astonishingly sexist, not to mention forgetful in view of Eto’o’s equaliser.
It’s one of the most graceless post-match interviews ever conducted. Incredibly Henry escaped a UEFA charge despite suggesting an official conspiracy for Barcelona to win. He also largely escaped criticism not just for his appalling attitude but his performance, which was indifferent at best.
Henry had been linked with Barcelona but soon decided to stay with Arsenal (not surprising – he’d just slagged off half their team – although he did make the move in 2007).
Henry was an incredible player but if you want to be really harsh (I’ve started so I’ll finish), you could argue blaming external forces for his own failings was something of a theme in his career.
When Chelsea won the first league title of the Jose Mourinho era in 2005, Manchester United captain Roy Keane’s assessment was simple: they hadn’t been good enough.
Henry’s verdict was also simple: Arsenal had failed to strengthen the squad in order to compete with Chelsea. Whoever’s fault it may have been, it wasn’t his.
Great players are defined by great performances in the most important matches. Henry was a wonderful, revolutionary talent who got it right a lot more than he got it wrong. But that night at Stade de France, he came up well short.