The name Eden Hazard will always command respect in Premier League history, long after his departure in 2019—and possibly forever. A diminutive yet incredibly strong player, Hazard possessed such natural talent that many called him the best dribbler in the world not named Messi. He was truly a joy to watch. Remarkably, he earned this reputation without ever looking like he was trying his hardest.
A complete attacker in every sense of the word, Hazard had many weapons in his arsenal to hurt the opposition. His most standout quality, of course, was his dribbling and close control. Combined with his low center of gravity, it made him nearly impossible to dispossess. But his brilliance didn’t stop there—his vision and top-tier technical ability meant he could do just about everything in the final third. Whether it was delivering an incisive final pass or finishing a play with clinical precision, Hazard always had the answer.
This level of brilliance made him the focal point of every team he played for—whether it was Chelsea or the Belgian national team. In fact, at times, he wasn’t just part of the attack—he was the entire attack. When Hazard played, it was as though Chelsea’s offense flowed through his feet and mind alone.
And yet, in doing all these marvelous things, Hazard never lost the spark of joy. He had fun on the pitch. He smiled. He played like the game was still just a game. That, perhaps, is the rarest quality of all in modern football. It's also what made him so unforgettable.
Hazard was the kind of player you didn’t just admire—you felt something watching him. He didn’t rely on brute force or robotic consistency. He made football look effortless. Beautiful. Alive.
In the end, Eden Hazard wasn’t just a footballer—he was an experience.
And for that, the streets will never forget.
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