I first gained awareness of Steve Staunton when I saw him burning to a crisp under the glaring sunshine of World Cup 94. To trump the sting of sunburn he donned a peak cap, the only player I’ve ever seen doing this bar goalies in August in the Premier League (a side note: sunny days are one of the worst weather conditions for a football match to be played in and watched. On broadcast the pitch is half mega-saturated green grass and the other is a black void into which players momentarily disappear until the camera exposure rectifies.) To this day if I see a photo of him, a sausage on a frying pan soundscape will loop eerily in my head, simulating the experience of seeing him pinken towards a bold purplish red as the rough New Jersey sun had its way with his naive Dundalk skin.
You can watch a 30 second time-lapse of this artwork being created here.