I wanted another European footy read heading into Kathryn and I’s Portuguese summer vacation and Euro 2024 season. This has been on my list for years and now felt like the right time.
Mesut has been a fascination of mine for years ever since he became Arsenal’s record signing just over 10 years ago. I remember seeing the press release from my iTouch in engineering class as a freshman in high school. It was the first headliner signing I had seen as a supporter of Arsenal, and it felt monumental for the club.
What’s most interesting is just how much changes in a world like European football over such a short duration of time. I think he was maybe 25 years old when we signed him. Big-money, young player signings like these are generally made with the intent of being there through their prime years, and hopefully for some time after that as well. But not every player has the longevity of Toni Kroos, Messi, etc. Özil has been gone from Arsenal for almost 5 years now. In fact, he’s retired. In an ideal world, he’d be captaining this young side that we have now, but things didn’t quite work out as everyone hoped.
The book makes it somewhat easier to understand how that happened.
Of the four large clubs that he played for during his professional career (Schalke 04, Werder Bremen, Real Madrid, Arsenal) it appears that all four tenures ended on a sour note. Sometimes because of his own actions, other times from something an agent/his father did, and perhaps a bit of bad luck/mistreatment from his clubs as well. Nevertheless, it seems to be a theme. And this ominously sounds a lot similar to the criticism he was constantly dealt on the field, for issues like body language, work rate, and attitude.
The book spends an enormous amount of time and space focused on his critics in the media and what various news outlets have said about him over many years. I found it a bit exhausting and I do sense a lack of maturity. This feels like the case for many of these mega-talented footballers.
This also relates to where I do feel a bit of sympathy for him. He talks about his exit from Real Madrid, which he describes as largely a result of complications between his father (acting as an agent) and club executive Florentino Perez. He describes the painful process of firing his father as agent thereafter and venturing out on his own. His Dad ultimately takes him to court for money. This part of the book—the most complex portion in terms of his personal development— is just one or two pages long. You can sense the shame and just how difficult this was. This part of the story was really where I’d like to spend the most time, rather than the least. This seems to me to be his true ‘coming of age’ moment, and not the moments on the pitch. Perhaps he might think differently.
The truth that I see, and this is where I sympathize, is that Mesut really never had great mentors or coaching until far too late into his career. Much of his struggles came from foolish difficulties that were corrected in the public eye, rather than during the early stages of his career. Stubbornness and immaturity seem to be what prevented him from more success at the club level.
There is no question about his ability. And I think that’s what made onlookers frustrated. He was an amazing playmaker and talent. There are so few others like him in the world. Ironically, Ødegaard seems the most similar in today’s game, although even he appears to be maybe more talented and consistent than Mesut ever was for Arsenal.