When you start out playing an odd-job, attacking midfield role on the right, and then get moved to a job of stopping the opposition knocking it about midfield by kicking them a lot,
....and when you win a tackle and get the ball, but a safe back pass to defender would result in a bollocking from your boss, not least because they've got the ball skills of Mrs Mills,
....and when you want to get rid to a team mate there's no-one within 20 yards of you cos they've fucked off up the park to cower behind full backs, or mess up the central defenders cos their football skills are similar to Jimmy Clitheroe's and Jona Lomu's,
....and when the only thing you can do is turn and launch it somewhere in the general direction of other team mates that aren't on the pitch in the first place because of silky Brazilian or Spanish skills,
....it really shouldn't be a surprise to anyone that he didn't quite meet the standards of Alexander Pirlo.
Let's face it, at no time in his career was he surrounded with Ronaldinhos, Zidanes, Messis or Beckenbauers, with instructions from Pep Scolariola-Ancelocini to play exhibition, piggy-in-the-middle, tikka-takka, show-off football.