As I’ve said before I have lots of doggie friends as well as the human kind. Some of them are really big and some are quite small. Two of the tiniest are Seve and Kenny.
Now most people think of Seve as the legendary Spanish golf superstar. You know, former World No. 1, who was one of the sport’s leading figures from the mid-1970s to the mid-1990s. A man who won more than 90 international tournaments in an illustrious career, including five major championships between 1979 and 1988: The Open Championship three times, and the Masters Tournament twice. Someone who gained attention in the golfing world in 1976, when at the age of 19 he finished second at The Open. The guy who played a leading role in the re-emergence of European golf, helping the European Ryder Cup team to five wins both as a player and captain. Someone who won the World Match Play Championship a record-tying five times and is generally regarded as the greatest Continental European golfer of all time. But to me, Seve is just the cute little Jack Russell who loves tennis balls.
Now Seve doesn’t live alone. He has a friend, Kenny, who although also a Jack Russell, is a much bigger doggie.
Again, most people think of my friend as Kenny Dalglish MBE the Scottish former football player and manager, who, in a career spanning 22 years, played for Celtic and Liverpool, winning numerous honours with both. The man who is Scotland’s most capped player of all time with 102 appearances, and also Scotland’s joint-leading goal scorer, with 30 goals. The footballer who won the Ballon d’Or Silver Award in 1983, the PFA Player of the Year in 1983, and the FWA Footballer of the Year in 1979 and 1983. The lad who in 2009 FourFourTwo named as the greatest striker in post-war British football, but to me he is just Kenny, the doggie with the black and green spotty ball.
Funny things, humans.