Fair to say that Shearer is sold.
https://theathletic.com/4844865/2023...evan-ferguson/
Evan Ferguson is red hot. He has four goals in as many games for Brighton this season, the big clubs are already circling, and his manager, Roberto De Zerbi, is predicting the Irishman can go on to “become the top scorer in Europe”. Yet none of it feels like hyperbole.
Steer clear of injuries on the pitch and knobheads off it and the world lies at those lethal feet of his. Yeah, I like what I see.
Scratch that, I love it.
I can’t say I relished his destruction of Newcastle United, my team, the other weekend, except in terms of centre-forward artistry as Ferguson plundered and pestered his way to becoming only the fourth 18-year-old to score a hat-trick in the Premier League era.
Left foot, right foot, headers, pace, aggression, intuition; there is no obvious weakness to his game, which is only going to get better and better. He has the lot.
I’d never seek to pile pressure onto a young player’s shoulders, but then you watch Ferguson play and can’t help yourself. At his age, all manner of things could happen to alter the pathway of his life and career and I’ve never met Evan, so can’t judge his mentality or attitude, but I’ve studied his performances and he has the potential to be massive. We’re talking about a very special talent, someone who could be a superstar within a couple of years.
What do I love about him? Everything.
I love how he can bully defenders. I love his positioning, I love how he’s always asking different questions of the centre-half, either going up against him or, as he did against Newcastle, dropping in short, getting the ball to feet and turning. I love his movement in the box. Perhaps most of all, I love the purity and ferocity of his hunger; how much he craves goals.