Friday, August 18, 2006

A New Era in English Football

On the 2nd July 2006, David Beckham decided to give up his role as
England Captain - a role he has occupied since 15th November 2000 under the tenure of Sven-Goran Eriksson. His surprise decision came as a result of England’s quarter final World Cup loss to Portugal on Saturday the 1st of July, via penalties in Gelsenkirchen - Germany. On the 11th of August 2006, the new manager – Steve McClaren announced his squad and left David Beckham out – the first time in 10years that Beckham failed to make it to the English squad. England’s performance at this years World cup was at best – Disgraceful! That is considering the typical inflated English egos, falsely believing that “English is Best”. I am not your typical football analysts but you don’t need one to assert with supreme confidence that England didn’t stand a chance neither in heaven nor in hell of winning the cup. Eriksson was just an attention seeker that managed to turn the England football team into a media frenzy very good at getting front-page coverage for celebrity status and not football. Turning David Beckham into more of a celebrity than he already is and making him bigger than the team he was supposed to be part of. He effectively turned the English team into the David Beckham team and in all honesty Beckham, for a long time now has not been as good as he once was at Manchester United. With the hysteria surrounding him, I thought he was going to stick around the English football squad forever. Thank God the new manager saw enough sense to drop him. By getting rid of Beckham and Sven-Goran Eriksson, England has demonstrated their desire to usher in a new era in football.
 


I wrote about my disappointment with Sven when I saw his World Cup squad. In the squad were four strikers – Owen, Rooney, Crouch and Walcott. Out of the four, Rooney and Owen had well known injuries – so were not in tip-top condition.  They were not even fit enough to play normal premiership games! So with two strikers with question marks, that leaves two – Peter Crouch and Theo Walcott.  Peter Crouch was then the up and coming Liverpool striker.  6 feet 7 inches tall and lean like a long distance runner – nothing like the build needed to be a top-flight striker - I had my doubts as to whether he would be able to deal with very strong and powerful defenders and strikers from countries like Ghana and Angola.  Unfortunately we didn’t get to see England play against descent opposition. That leaves Theo Walcott. Theo is an untried and untested 17 year old that has not even played a premiership game in his life. Why any manager would chose a fresh-faced 17 year old that hasn’t even played national football to play in the number one football tournament in the world will remain a mystery to me. That is considering top-flight players like Darren Bent [Charlton] and Jermain Defoe [Tottenham] – amongst many others. Typical Eriksson stupidity and still some people had the audacity to even dream of getting anywhere near the cup. On top of that were their WAGs [Wives And Girlfriends]. I have nothing against them but their conduct in Germany was typical of slappers married to footballers – stereotypical footballer’s wives, airheads married to footballers but know nothing about football. The boys were not doing us proud and their partners just added insult to injury. At least they [the WAGs] had fun! 


Back to David Beckham, he is blatant example of one being a victim of one’s success – celebrity success and not footballing success. He has proven that just like failure, success comes at a price. He has demonstrated that one can just become too big for ones boots.  In his case, his place in the English football squad. Take it from me; David Beckham has played his last game for England – and quite rightfully so! You don’t expect someone as big as Beckham to play under the captaincy of another English player. Under Eriksson, Beckham was literally God. For England to move in a new and more serious direction, they needed to make certain changes. Beckham was not the only one to be dropped, Sol Campbell and David James suffered the same fate. In my view they were the necessary heads that needed to roll if England meant business. There is a ruthless message there somewhere. In the English squad exists raw and untapped talent. John Terry and Steve Gerald are better captains that Beckham will ever be but they pale into insignificance in terms of celebrity status. Aaron Lennon and Shaun Wright-Philips are more agile hence better in the mid-field than Beckham. Beckham just remains the best crosser in the world but the game of football requires more skills to be in the possession of any one player to be looked upon as one of the greats. Look at Zinadine Zidane, look at Ronaldinho, Look at Rooney, look at Raul, and look at Samuel Eto’o to mention a few greats. All these mentioned are true footballing greats but Beckham outshines all of them put together in terms of world celebrity status. It was very hard to drop Beckham solely because he was world famous. Even Real Madrid bought him for his status and not his skills. His meteoric rise to fame has nothing to do with hard work but a perfect succession of favourable events that came together to give us the man. Not even Wayne Rooney, Aaron Lennon or Theo Walcott will get close to the God-like status of David Beckham. Taking a trip down memory lane – he signed up to the very famous Manchester United and was in their first eleven in 1995 aged 20. He got his first call for the England football squad on 1st September 1996 and won the PFA Young player of the year the same year. By 1997, with his career on the up, he started dating Victoria Adams – Posh Spice! With their dashing good looks, media interest was sky-high. They both liked the celebrity status and milked it for all it was worth. When they got married on the 4th of July 1999, they were established front-page celebrities. He was still at Manchester United [1998-99] when they won the treble – Premiership League, FA Cup and Champions League – and in 1999 he was runner up to Rivaldo for both the European Footballer of the Year and FIFA World Player of the Year. He was also runner up to Luis Figo in 2001 for the FIFA World player of the year. Because of his celebrity status, his relationship with Ferguson began to suffer. Fergie believed David was being distracted by both his wife and his celebrity status and sold him as a result. Under Eriksson, he was given a free hand to do as he pleased. He could do no wrong. Because of his god-like status, the interest in English international games was sky-high. But it was Luke-warm after Luke-warm experience. England was getting carried away with the interest and not delivering the goods. I am sure there were one or two players that were not happy but not big enough to criticize Beckham. No matter how badly he played, he managed to play the celebrity game perfectly. Attending or throwing A-list parties – with or without the wife, mixing and mingling with the stars, endorsing this or that product, wearing this or that outfit and many more. All this in addition to his footballing duties. No competing athlete can afford to live such a lifestyle. You need to train, sleep and get fit. The minute you stop, your fitness drops. Imagine Linford Christie or Michael Johnson doing the same in their heyday – simply impossible. In the end Steve decided to get rid of beckham. As unfair as it might seem to the millions of his female fans and those that know very little about real football, it was the best decision. 


With Beckham out of the way – eventually, things are looking good. On the 17th of August this year, England played a friendly with the Euro 2004 winners Greece and thrashed them 4-0. There was a new captain in place – John Terry, and Jermain Defoe was called back to camp, so was George Bent. John Terry, Frank Lampard and Peter Crouch [2] all scored. Amazingly, Crouch has now netted 8 goals in 12 games. I do not rate him as a player but god he scores for England! Mind you this might be beginners luck and we have all seen it before. Eriksson’s era was punctuated by great highs and equally great lows and I hope this is not just a high before a low. What I can say and most sincerely feel is that McClaren has made changes that have proven to me that he means business. Too early to call but I believe that we have ushered in a new era in English football.
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Friday, July 14, 2006

World Cup - 5

I wrote about this before and I am going to write about it again. Zinedine Zidane was right to headbutt that slimy Italian bastard - Marco Materazzi.

And here is why…http://news.bbc.co.uk/sport1/hi/football/world_cup_2006/teams/france/5174758.stm

If you cant view it an excerpt for you below…..

Interviewer: You know the Italian players well because you played in Italy for five years. Did you have any problem with any of them beforehand?

Zinedine Zidane: Not at all. You always have friction with certain players…that is the game, it has always been like that. But I never had any clashes with anyone.

Interviewer: Nor Materazzi?

Zinedine Zidane: No, never. There was nothing beforehand and nothing in the match until he started pulling my jersey. He grabbed my shirt and I told him to stop. I told him if he wanted I’d swap it with him at the end of the match. That is when he said some very hard words, which were harder than gestures. He repeated them several times. It all happened very quickly and he spoke about things which hurt me deep down.

Interviewer: Everyone wants to know exactly what he said…

Zinedine Zidane: They were very serious things, very personal things.

Interviewer: About your mother and your sister?

Zinedine Zidane: Yes. They were very hard words. You hear them once and you try to move away. But then you hear them twice, and then a third time… I am a man and some words are harder to hear than actions. I would rather have taken a blow to the face than hear that.

Interviewer: He said these things about your mother and sister two or three times?

Zinedine Zidane: Yes. I reacted and of course it is not a gesture you should do. I must say that strongly. It was seen by two or three billion people watching on television and millions and millions of children. It was an inexcusable gesture and to them, and the people in education whose job it is to show children what they should and shouldn’t do, I want to apologise.

Interviewer: You apologise to them but do you really regret having done it?

Zinedine Zidane: I can’t regret it because if I do it would be like admitting that he was right to say all that. And above all, it was not right. We always talk about the reaction, and inevitably it must be punished. But if there is no provocation, there is no reaction. First of all you have to say there is provocation, and the guilty one is the one who does the provoking. The response is to always punish the reaction, but if I react, something has happened. Do you imagine that in a World Cup final like that, with just 10 minutes to go to the end of my career, I am going to do something like that because it gives me pleasure?

Interviewer: No of course not. But at the moment you exploded…

Zinedine Zidane: There was provocation, and it was very serious, that is all. My action was inexcusable but you have to punish the real culprit, and the real culprit is the one who provoked it. Voila.

I could not have been more gentlemanly considering the circumstances.

Now let’s go back to the night this happened. I remember the Sunday it happened. Everybody was on ZZ like a ton of bricks. Every single TV station, Newspaper - Spreadsheet and Tabloid, dismissed his reaction as disgraceful. Now what is so disgraceful about head butting someone that insults your mother and sister? Many dismiss it as a common occurrence on the pitch. Does that make it right? To me, ZZ has done a lot of good for football by reacting the way he did, at least the incident has been brought to the fore - and hopefully the FIFA will be reasonable enough to charge that Italian asshole with conduct unacceptable in football - on the world stage!. I stopped reading the newspaper I was reading when it was written that his Award - Golden Boots award might be stripped following FIFA investigations into the incident (http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/sport/worldcup2006.html?in_article_id=395324&in_page_id=1892). What a shambles. What impression does this give? Vile mannered sarcasm should go unpunished in football - is that it? If ZZ did not head butt Materazzi, do you think he would have been touched by the FIFA? If you believe anything would have come of it then you are even dumber than you look.

Who ever decides to insult mine better be stronger than me - physically {otherwise he should expect a broken jaw, skull and a couple of ribs - for extras!}. All those condemning his actions have never been on the receiving end of abuse so cannot understand. Besides, why is that in this country there is something against violence but nothing against provocateurs of violence? Attitudes of most people towards suicide bombers tell anyone that knows anything about history, how out of touch their analysis is. People are not acting but reacting.

Again look at attitudes to sports in this country. I remember reading an article in the early nineties about the NBA. One leading English journalist called American basket ball players aggressive, making the game somewhat uncivilized. His logic was the fact that the particular game he was watching was spoilt by occasional fighting by the players. Well one stupid thing he [the journalist] didn’t realise was that sports is meant for the strong and that occasional fighting should be expected. That famous “British cool” never wins tournaments as perfectly demonstrated by Tim Henman - and all other British athletes. It was only when England and Britain stepped up there game that things started to happen. The best in sports are in their prime physically and with all that adrenaline and testosterone pumping through ones system, what is so wrong about blowing up? The yearly drama on centre court at Wimbledon, what do you think that is about? There was a time when grunting in female tennis players was not allowed in tennis, what happened to it now?

In this country people have to realize that at times just like Malcolm X finely put it, you just have to “Stop singing and start swinging”.

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Monday, July 10, 2006

World Cup - 4

What a weekend. Sorry folks, I did not manage to put out my essays as promised. You guys must be dying of boredom [FBI], but hey, at least there was football. I am sure you all watched the game – shame
France lost! However I said it before that whoever beat the hosts [Germany] wins the cup. I should start betting.
 Without an iota of doubt, the highlight of the night was Zinedine Zidane head butting Marco Materazzi in spectacular fashion – how manly! There you have it the macho-haters amongst you – criticize me. That Marco nutjob must have said something rotten to ZZ to make him react like that. Believe it or not, I would have done the same. And believe it or not - still, I have more respect for him now that I know he takes no shit.  There has been loads of talk on the radio about how disgraceful his reaction was, I was listening to it all morning on my way to work – baloney! I bet you clean crisp pounds that majority of the people criticizing Zouz have not been on the receiving end of hardcore abuse. All they do is sit down in front of their tellies after watching East Enders or Big Brother and criticize people like ZZ. What do you expect him to do, report to the referee, while that asswipe gets off probably without a caution? Bullshit. I would have knocked his head off myself. At least next time, considering the pain he must have felt in his chest, he will not say shit like that to ZZ. Make up your own mind on the issue – My glass remains raised to Zinedine Zidane.
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Thursday, July 6, 2006

World Cup - 3

 

England is out!

 

Very outdated news but interesting all the same.

Anyone with half a brain good enough to execute simple logical analysis would have predicted this also. No rocket science at all. As long as Sven was in charge, England would carry on being popular but not good enough. Sven knew what England was like and took them for mugs - all the way to the bank. He is one S.O.B. that knew how to grab the headlines at every opportunity and by so doing, distracting the likes of yous from the serious business of knocking up a team capable of performing on the world stage.  I made my feelings very clear on June the 12th see link …http://jideofo74.blog.com/807541/…If only I was the betting type I would be laughing all the way to the bank like Sven.

 

“All one heard from both the Great and the Good before England’s

pedestrian display was how like 1966, the English squad is the best

so far. Bullshit! Even the so-called super-squad leaves a lot to be

desired. How can a country like England refuse to accept that

wonder-boy Rooney is injured? I could not believe they sent Defoe

homes following the all-clear given by the FA’s medical team on

Rooney’s scan. Let me tell them now that if Rooney makes it to the

pitch anytime soon, it will be his last for the rest of the year at least.

At the moment he is a wounded lion and it the jungle, the weak, the

old and the very young are easy targets. Also, fellow giant man Crouch

should jump off his high horse. Scoring a hat-trick against Jamaica is

good only for his CV. We all have watched the Netherlands, Argentina,

Ivory Coast, Angola, and Portugal. With such performances England

might as well forget about the cup.

 

Very Early Days Though.”

 

Let me expand. You are off to the world cup and you take two wounded strikers [Rooney and Owen] and to back them up, you take a fresh-faced 17 year old [Theo Walcott], that has never even played a premiership game and the tall one [Peter Crouch] just because he scored a hat-trick against Trinidad. Choosing these strikers over talent like Defoe, Brent and Shaun Wright Philips defeats me. Upon all that, everybody still had the stupidity to think that England still stood a chance. As far as I am concerned, England lasted so long because they were in a crap group.

 

So is Portugal!

 

Portugal was never my favourite for no particular reason. I just seemed to prefer the Brazilians, the Ghanaians, the Germans, the Argentineans and the English.

 

But after watching them against France last night, I can confidently say they are a bunch of dodgy dealers - especially Christino Ronaldo. With his track record during the England game the self-loving piece of wank was at it again - diving without shame. I am so happy they lost.

 

One very important message for the brat. I am not joking when I bid him farewell. He only returns to this country if he wants to die. You read it here first!

 

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Friday, June 16, 2006

World Cup 2006 [2]

I hand it to the boys. They did better than last Saturday. The first half was luke-warm with Crouch and Lampard missing many chances. Come second half, he [Crouch] scored – good for him. That guy is turning out to be an unlikely striker. I do not rate his footballing skills but he is beginning to score consistently, which is most important. Gerard displayed his above-average striking skill towards the end of the second half. Lennon was good as well as he proved to be too fast for the T&Ts. Wonder-boy Rooney was good as well. Definitely not at his best but good – considering. I was very worried someone would step on his metatarsal again, luckily it did not happen.

Now England plays Sweden. All the best boys.

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Monday, June 12, 2006

World Cup 2006

England v Paraguay – How Embarrassing!

I repeat, I am no expert when it comes to football. I am an Arsenal supporter afterall. No offence to the hard-core supporters but it’s just that I had to choose between Arsenal and Chelsea as the team to get my undivided love and attention. Arsenal or Chelsea because they are the main London teams and when in Rome…

Back to the world cup, there has been a lot of talk about England “bringing the cup home”. With such third-rate performance, it seems that cup is never gonna come home. Apart from Beckham’s free-kick converted to an own-goal via Carlos Gamarra, the only other player that caught my attention was Frank Lampard. He struck twice at long-range and they were worthy of being goal-strikes had it not been for the alertness of the Paraguayan goalkeeper.

All one heard from both the Great and the Good before England’s pedestrian display was how like 1966, the English squad is the best so far. Bullshit! Even the so-called super-squad leaves a lot to be desired. How can a country like England refuse to accept that wonder-boy Rooney is injured? I could not believe they sent Defoe homes following the all-clear given by the FA’s medical team on Rooney’s scan. Let me tell them now that if rooney makes it to the pitch anytime soon, it will be his last for the rest of the year at least. At the moment he is a wounded lion and it the jungle, the weak, the old and the very young are easy targets. Also, fellow giant man Crouch should jump off his high horse. Scoring a hat-trick against Jamaica is good only for his CV. We all have watched the Netherlands, Argentina, Ivory Coast, Angola, and Portugal. With such performances England might as well forget about the cup.

Very Early Days Though.

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