It's seven years to the day that a pint-sized Russian called Andrei Arshavin scored four goals at Anfield. With his cheeky smile, basic grasp of English ('I am Gooner now'), wacky personal website and outrageous unwillingness to track back, he briefly flirted with ‘terrace favourite' status, especially after downing Pep Guardiola's Barcelona with THAT goal. Then he got a bit fat, had some off-field problems, stopped being able to run and/or pass, warmed up at Stamford Bridge in trainers and became another embarrassing notch on the bedpost of the so-called ‘banter era'. After a brief loan deal at former club Zenit, he slinked back to St Petersburg on a permanent basis in 2013,...
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