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Vicki Peretz 1953-2021
The Israeli Gerd Müller: Frida Moiki Peretz, the legendary striker who passed away
A sweeping breaking power, a tremendous kick, a perfect jab, and above all immense pride.
Ron Amikam on the highlights of his childhood hero, including the goal that was not approved due to a kick that was too strong, the reason why he retired from the team and the rare respect from Hapoel Tel Aviv fans
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Ron Amikam
Tuesday, June 29, 2021, 11:00 p.m.
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Only when trying to decipher what happened to Vicky Peretz in the hours leading up to his death request, one can not miss the proud man who has walked among us since he burst into consciousness during the 70s and for about 10 years was one of the most impressive strikers Israeli football knew.
In recent years I have come across it less. Every time I met him I could not help but compliment him on the look. With the exception of the mustache that accompanied his career as a footballer and eagle later on, Vicky has not changed. Younger than his age, in his special gait - he used to weave his legs - and the radio brush that cut his speech. I never called him Vicky, always Isaac. This is the name his parents gave him. This is how I usually call my childhood heroes. An affectionate name upside down.
During the first years of my life in Bloomfield, I used to sit at Gate 11. I came because of Giora Spiegel, I stayed because of Vicky, my son and Moishik, the glorious attacking trio of Maccabi Tel Aviv in the late 70s.
When they dispersed, my interest in jaundice ended.
To his and Meir Nemani's sporting goods store, a store they owned on Balfour Street in Bat Yam, near the main post office, I would come regularly, to get signatures on everything that was: notebooks, posters, shirts.
Vicki was an icon, a player who at his peak scored a quartet against Maccabi Netanya in the Cup semi-final, Heathel there in a wild life, a great brakeman of Israel at that time.
And Netanya was then an empire.
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The striker you wanted the ball to fall to in the box.
Vicky Peretz (Photo: Flash 90, Moshe Shai)
Vicky grew up in Israeli football alongside Gidi Damati and Oded Makhanes. Gidi had the dribble and body deception, Oded was a wide fox with extraordinary elegance, Vicky was the striker you wanted the ball to fall to him wide. He had a sweeping breaking power, a tremendous kick, a varied amount of kicks and punches, some virtuoso and a lethal jab, in perfect timing, a jab as written in the book.
We'll linger a bit on the huge kick, because it was a bomb kick. Once, right at the start of the game, he kicked Yossi Mizrahi of Betar Jerusalem a ball that flew to the connections. It was in his second and final championship season at Maccabi Tel Aviv. Once again, against Hapoel Jerusalem, his ball hit the supporting post and bounced out and referee Aharon Shoshani Did not confirm the goal because of the power and speed he could not see the ball coming in. When he burst these were the years when we got to know - on TV - Gerd Müller, the great pioneer of the period. Vicky very much mentioned him. In the sharp turn on the spot, and the deadly kick.
Emerged in Israeli football overnight.
Vicki Peretz in the team uniform (Photo: Scan, Arie Kanfer, from the book "First Half" edited by Uri Sheretzky and Berni Ardov)
Vicki emerged for Israeli football overnight.
First in the youth team, which he led with 12 goals in 1972 to win the Asian Championship, when he scored a six against Taiwan.
He played for several seasons at Maccabi Ramat Amidar, which repeatedly failed to qualify for the first league, until Itzik Shneur's Maccabi Tel Aviv transferred six players in exchange for him to move to it.
The payoff was immediate: a cup final in '76, a double in '77, a championship in '79, and these are the seasons when Maccabi Netanya controls Israeli football and replaces generations of good players with excellent ones.
When he went to Strasbourg, a year after his brother-in-law Avi Cohen went to Liverpool, no one was surprised.
So they did not go out to play in Europe like today, and it was clear that he would go out, and more for $ 200,000.
Almost arrived in Marseille, contented with Strasbourg, the sweet memory of Giora Spiegel still remaining in her mouth.
When he finished as the king of France's second division goals with Ran, again no one was surprised, and even when he left Mansell's team and returned to it.
Vicky was an actor with immense pride.
He once told me that he officially retired from the national team the day Bali Ohana watched his debut goal against Ireland, when he realized it was time to clear the arena.
He hated to be humiliated and when he felt that way at Maccabi Tel Aviv, he left for Samson Tel Aviv.
Not for empires with an audience, but for a place where he can enjoy football, together with Damati, Eli Cohen the great and the small, Momi Mizrahi, Yigal Hillel, Avinoam Ovadia and Yiftach Halevi.
And with them he reached the cup final.
And when professional football ended, he continued to play for his pleasure, with David Lavie, at Maccabi Ramat HaShikma in the second division, and with it he also made great appearances in the cup games.
Vicky loved football, not always football loved him.
Was Eli Cohen's assistant at Hapoel Tel Aviv during the lacing season, as well as in his less successful attempts to coach alumni.
Vicky could not leave the field and how unfortunate they could not use it anymore.
When he coached at Hapoel Tel Aviv, the fans did not boycott there.
Vicky was one of the few Maccabists to receive respect from the most sworn opponent.
One of the few Maccabists who received respect from Hapoel Tel Aviv fans.
Vicky Peretz with Eli Cohen (Photo: Berni Ardov)
How awful it is to think that the two brothers-in-law - that was what he and Avi Cohen called him - left us 10 years apart, in such tragic circumstances, in violation of the laws of nature.
Vicky will always remain a childish and teenage hero, with the mustache that wraps around his lips up to his chin, with the dimple in the center of his chin, with the curls and the special gait, with the erect finger after each hair.
Of blessed memory.
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