It's easy to see why so many people are becoming more and more disillusioned with the game of football, or rather its "stars". No longer are many players wanting to play for the love of the game, it seems, or even for the love of the club. Of course, we will always have the Steven Gerrards, John Terrys, Gary Nevilles, Ryan Giggses and Jamie Carraghers of the world, but all it takes is one to make the average football fan's heart sink.
Emmanuel Adebayor and Ashley Cole both left a club that seemed to have treated them quite well, to both fire a barrage of abuse back at it. Cole, when he left Arsenal, seemed to have forgotten that they had helped nurture him towards becoming one of the best full-backs in the word. Adebayor left the Emirates, and spent more time goading the Arsenal players and fans than winning over the Manchester City faithful.
It would be foolish to hope that all players are faithful servants to their club, and only move on for the right reasons, but isn't there some sort of etiquette any more? An etiquette that Luis Figo, Sol Campbell, Michael Owen or Kenny Miller (twice) could have had a lesson in? Is it just me, though, or did those players seem to do it with a bit of dignity, albeit the slightest bit of dignity?
And then there was Wayne Rooney, who seemed to take it to new levels. I don't want to go over all that again - I've already had my tuppence worth - but it was a wholly depressing scenario; Wayne Rooney holding one of the world's biggest football clubs to ransom. Manchester United have only Sir Alex Ferguson to thank for somehow managing to keep him at the club whilst completely belittling his approach to the transfer talks.
If you're not already aware of why I'm so frustrated and annoyed on this crisp (I think, I haven't been out to check), December, Sunday afternoon, check a paper, go to your favourite sports website, or just type 'Carlos Tevez' into Google. And your heart will sink - well, if you can put aside any allegiances you have and think of it as a purely football matter.
At Manchester United, Tevez felt as though he was bigger than the club - a la Rooney? - and he duly succumbed to the money on the table over at Eastlands. Tevez isn't in it for the money, obviously. Just ask West Ham! But off he went, leaving behind the fans who absolutely adored him ("Fergie, sign him up" etc.). And without a second thought, signed for their newly-loaded city rivals.
Manchester City didn't exactly cover themselves in glory either, acting like one of those snotty families who come into money, leave the council estate, and act as though they always belongs in the upper echelons. And the fickle finger of football was quickly pointed at City fans. But who can blame them, Tevez has scored almost 40 goals in 60 games for the club - a phenomenal return.
Although it's been his conduct which leaves a lot to be desired. Who can forget the taunting of United when he scored against his old team? Straight out of the Adebayor book of idiocy, it was another case of wondering why he didn't celebrate with his fans and his team-mates. Had he, like Adebayor, signed for City only to prove a point to his former employers? And if not, what better way to prove the sceptics wrong than to see out the five year contract you've signed?
Or just a year and a half of it.
There were signs of unrest only a week or so ago, when he was substituted against West Brom. This has clearly set a good example for players such as Mario Balotelli. And now poor Carlos is homesick and wants to leave. It really isn't surprising that there has been so much disharmony and petulance at City this season. Tevez is club captain!
It's a despicable transfer request. Regardless of whether he really is just homesick or not, it's an appalling lack of respect to Manchester City and their fans. And it serves to increase the worrying trend that players can now just pick and choose wherever they want to be, when they want to play, and when they fancy chucking the toys out.
City have rejected the request. But even with the billions in reserve, they cannot keep Tevez in Manchester if he doesn't want to be there. And perhaps that is the most worrying thing of all.
Sunday, 12 December 2010
Tuesday, 7 December 2010
England stuff Aussie turkeys
So, all the pre-series hype is living up to expectation. The Australian team had been roundly dismissed, and over the course of the opening two Tests, there has been little to dispel these dismissals. Australia, for the most part, have been woeful. England, for the most part, have been superb. As a result, even the Aussie media have turned on Punter & Co.
At Brisbane, on a pretty flat track, England got off to a rather precarious start. A superb hat-trick from Peter Siddle had the Gabba absolutely rocking, albeit with some wafting help from Matt Prior. Over the next two days, Mike Hussey and Brad Haddin did everything they could do dispel the notion that Australia are at their weakest for decades.
Step forward much-maligned Alistair Cook.
Cook was under a lot of pressure coming into this series. Criticised, damned even, in many quarters, the English media would have been sensing (and baying for) blood when England began their second innings. 428 balls, 235 runs, 630 minutes and 27 boundaries later, no less with a glorious * against his name, Cook left Brisbane on top of the world.
Much has been said of the Aussie attack and the generosity of the Gabba pitch, but you can only beat what is presented to you. And beat them Cook did, with all manner of sticks. It was as satisfying for Cook as it was demoralising for a nation (no, not you England – he actually is a good player). Add to that the importance of the situation – first Ashes Test, away from home, staring down the barrel, and facing a mountainous struggle to bounce back – and the significance of that innings should be realised. If it wasn’t realised then, it certainly was after the second Test in Adelaide.
Credit must be handed also to Andrew Strauss and Jonathan Trott. Whilst Cook deservedly took the plaudits in Brisbane, without Strauss and Trott as support, his record-breaking task would have been all the more difficult.
Adelaide was as one-sided a victory as England could ever have dreamt of – Australia’s first innings defeat at home since 1993. Dominant with bat, ball and in the field, England took a justified 1-0 lead in the series. And not even Alistair Cook – and Nasser Hussain’s incessant moaning on Sky Sports about his records tumbling – could detract from what was a barnstorming return to cricket’s top table from Kevin Pietersen.
Assured, confident, stylish and cocky – Pietersen really was on fire. His career-best 227 was the highlight of another stunning England batting performance after the bowlers had made surprisingly short work of Australia – except Mike Hussey. But it was in the final over before close of play on day four when Pietersen produced the match-winning swing of momentum – with the ball.
Calling himself “the original pie-chucker”, KP ‘chucked’ one which pitched in the rough, beat the dangerous and returning-to-form Michael Clarke all ends up, and was snaffled by Alistair Cook (is there a trend here?). The only thing more astonishing was that it had to be referred. Clarke later apologised for not walking, perhaps rightly so. But it was a massive wicket, and the scenes of jubilation when England walked off were mirrored the following day as Graeme Swann cleaned up.
On pitches not entirely suited for spin, Swann has to be on top form to be a success in this series. Hussey rightly punished the uncharacteristic short stuff in Brisbane, but the spell which blew away Australia’s tail (and the notable scalps of Ponting and Katich), will live long in England fans’ memories. Clinical, accurate and, at times, unplayable, and set against the backdrop of the delirious Barmy Army’s rendition of a Joy Division classic, Swann did tear them apart. Again.
Next stop, Western Australian Cricket Association ground in Perth. Personally, this is a nightmare for me. Watching the opening session of each day’s play live until lunch (2am), going to bed, spending the next working day avoiding any details in order to get home and watch the extended highlights was difficult enough when play began at midnight. Play in Perth begins at 2:30am, and apart from late Saturday/early Sunday, it looks like more highlights for me.
By the time the third Test begins, Australia will have dropped two of their pace men and probably their spinner, will have lost an opening batsman to injury, and Marcus North’s international career is hanging by a feathered edge. England, conversely, have a team that picks itself. Stuart Broad will miss the rest of the tour, which is a blow, but England have three reliable seamers to choose from as a replacement; Chris Tremlett the most like-for-like.
Australia face a huge task to claw back the famous urn. One more win will do it for England. The signs from the first two Tests are that an England win is almost a foregone conclusion.
Mike Ashley: the joke is (on) you.
Finally, a word on the furore at St. James’ Park, where Mike Ashley has come out of hiding to again stamp his ridiculous mark on Newcastle United. Not content with overseeing the club’s relegation, while he tried his best to offload the club, he has now gone and sacked the man who admirably steered the Toon Army back into the top flight.
I’ve read in a few places the wonderful depiction of the situation as the 'Cartoon Army of Sid James’ Park', and it is something that the fans do not deserve. Generally regarded as among the best around, the fans are suffering the ludicrous rule of a guy who seemingly wants nothing more than having his Sports Direct brand beamed into space from the Gallowgate End.
OK, Newcastle have had a couple of terrible results recently, not least the feeble defeat at West Brom. But you can’t sack a man who has just tanked your fiercest rivals 5-1, or who won the Championship with 102 points. There seems to be little doubt that Mike Ashley has been waiting for any moment to get rid of Chris Hughton, and has again emerged into the spotlight of the fans and players wrath alike.
Martin Jol has been installed as favourite, even though Alan Pardew had been odds-on. I’m not sure if Jol would want to take the job from his assistant at Spurs, but with the disgrace that was his contract "negotiation" at Ajax during the Summer, I wouldn’t be overly surprised. Either way, another period of instability looms for Newcastle, and Ashley, and relegation would be nothing more befitting for Ashley in particular. Shame he is going to tear those fans apart. Again.
At Brisbane, on a pretty flat track, England got off to a rather precarious start. A superb hat-trick from Peter Siddle had the Gabba absolutely rocking, albeit with some wafting help from Matt Prior. Over the next two days, Mike Hussey and Brad Haddin did everything they could do dispel the notion that Australia are at their weakest for decades.
Step forward much-maligned Alistair Cook.
Cook was under a lot of pressure coming into this series. Criticised, damned even, in many quarters, the English media would have been sensing (and baying for) blood when England began their second innings. 428 balls, 235 runs, 630 minutes and 27 boundaries later, no less with a glorious * against his name, Cook left Brisbane on top of the world.
Much has been said of the Aussie attack and the generosity of the Gabba pitch, but you can only beat what is presented to you. And beat them Cook did, with all manner of sticks. It was as satisfying for Cook as it was demoralising for a nation (no, not you England – he actually is a good player). Add to that the importance of the situation – first Ashes Test, away from home, staring down the barrel, and facing a mountainous struggle to bounce back – and the significance of that innings should be realised. If it wasn’t realised then, it certainly was after the second Test in Adelaide.
Credit must be handed also to Andrew Strauss and Jonathan Trott. Whilst Cook deservedly took the plaudits in Brisbane, without Strauss and Trott as support, his record-breaking task would have been all the more difficult.
Adelaide was as one-sided a victory as England could ever have dreamt of – Australia’s first innings defeat at home since 1993. Dominant with bat, ball and in the field, England took a justified 1-0 lead in the series. And not even Alistair Cook – and Nasser Hussain’s incessant moaning on Sky Sports about his records tumbling – could detract from what was a barnstorming return to cricket’s top table from Kevin Pietersen.
Assured, confident, stylish and cocky – Pietersen really was on fire. His career-best 227 was the highlight of another stunning England batting performance after the bowlers had made surprisingly short work of Australia – except Mike Hussey. But it was in the final over before close of play on day four when Pietersen produced the match-winning swing of momentum – with the ball.
Calling himself “the original pie-chucker”, KP ‘chucked’ one which pitched in the rough, beat the dangerous and returning-to-form Michael Clarke all ends up, and was snaffled by Alistair Cook (is there a trend here?). The only thing more astonishing was that it had to be referred. Clarke later apologised for not walking, perhaps rightly so. But it was a massive wicket, and the scenes of jubilation when England walked off were mirrored the following day as Graeme Swann cleaned up.
On pitches not entirely suited for spin, Swann has to be on top form to be a success in this series. Hussey rightly punished the uncharacteristic short stuff in Brisbane, but the spell which blew away Australia’s tail (and the notable scalps of Ponting and Katich), will live long in England fans’ memories. Clinical, accurate and, at times, unplayable, and set against the backdrop of the delirious Barmy Army’s rendition of a Joy Division classic, Swann did tear them apart. Again.
Next stop, Western Australian Cricket Association ground in Perth. Personally, this is a nightmare for me. Watching the opening session of each day’s play live until lunch (2am), going to bed, spending the next working day avoiding any details in order to get home and watch the extended highlights was difficult enough when play began at midnight. Play in Perth begins at 2:30am, and apart from late Saturday/early Sunday, it looks like more highlights for me.
By the time the third Test begins, Australia will have dropped two of their pace men and probably their spinner, will have lost an opening batsman to injury, and Marcus North’s international career is hanging by a feathered edge. England, conversely, have a team that picks itself. Stuart Broad will miss the rest of the tour, which is a blow, but England have three reliable seamers to choose from as a replacement; Chris Tremlett the most like-for-like.
Australia face a huge task to claw back the famous urn. One more win will do it for England. The signs from the first two Tests are that an England win is almost a foregone conclusion.
Mike Ashley: the joke is (on) you.
Finally, a word on the furore at St. James’ Park, where Mike Ashley has come out of hiding to again stamp his ridiculous mark on Newcastle United. Not content with overseeing the club’s relegation, while he tried his best to offload the club, he has now gone and sacked the man who admirably steered the Toon Army back into the top flight.
I’ve read in a few places the wonderful depiction of the situation as the 'Cartoon Army of Sid James’ Park', and it is something that the fans do not deserve. Generally regarded as among the best around, the fans are suffering the ludicrous rule of a guy who seemingly wants nothing more than having his Sports Direct brand beamed into space from the Gallowgate End.
OK, Newcastle have had a couple of terrible results recently, not least the feeble defeat at West Brom. But you can’t sack a man who has just tanked your fiercest rivals 5-1, or who won the Championship with 102 points. There seems to be little doubt that Mike Ashley has been waiting for any moment to get rid of Chris Hughton, and has again emerged into the spotlight of the fans and players wrath alike.
Martin Jol has been installed as favourite, even though Alan Pardew had been odds-on. I’m not sure if Jol would want to take the job from his assistant at Spurs, but with the disgrace that was his contract "negotiation" at Ajax during the Summer, I wouldn’t be overly surprised. Either way, another period of instability looms for Newcastle, and Ashley, and relegation would be nothing more befitting for Ashley in particular. Shame he is going to tear those fans apart. Again.
Tuesday, 23 November 2010
England expect as Punter under pressure
5th January 2007
Matthew Hayden. Not out. 23. England suffer a 5-0 series whitewash and tamely lose the Ashes.
24th August 2009
Michael Hussey. Caught Cook, bowled Swann. England seal a 2-1 series win and regain the Ashes.
England go into the 2010/11 Ashes with the humiliation of 2006/07 and the confidence of 2009 undoubtedly at the forefront of their minds. The former a reminder of how formidable a home Australian Ashes team can be, the latter a clear indication of how much the gap between the two old foes has shrunk. Apart from in the world of Glenn McGrath and his obligatory prediction.
I don't intend to bore you with the usual talk of how awful the Aussies have become - no more Langer, Hayden, Gilchrist, Warne and McGrath. The only way was down, of course. Instead let me draw you to a rather more interesting comparison of England's fateful trip four years ago, involving perhaps the least celebrated of the aforementioned five - the wicketkeeper.
In that series, Adam Gilchrist averaged 46 with the bat, with a top score of 102 not out. His counterparts, Geraint Jones and Chris Read averaged 11 and 12 respectively, with top scores of 33 and 26 not out. OK, there are numerous other similar comparisons which could have been made. So what about with the gloves? Gilchrist snaffled 24 catches and added two stumpings in one more innings that Jones and Read combined, who between them took 21 catches and contributed one stumping. Now, England are settled with Matt Prior as their Test choice, whilst Brad Haddin was always going to struggle to fill the void left by Gilly. A snapshot illustration of the gap disappearing.
In the run-up to Thursday's series opener at the Gabba, Australia have flattered to deceive in their pre-empting of what to expect, whilst England have been quietly confident, almost too quietly confident. Whilst Andrew Strauss and his men have been openly speaking against any sort of complacency, under-pressure Australia captain Ricky Ponting's men have been (inexplicably) targeting England's most out-of-form batsman.
Maybe they realise that Kevin Pietersen is a potential series winner if he clicks into gear. Maybe they don't realise they're providing more than enough necessary ammunition for Kevin Pietersen (and his ego) to click into gear.
With perhaps the most difficult (read only) Ashes series in Australia to call in a generation, nothing is certain. But one thing we can expect is fast pitches. With the Aussie selectors in a spin over Nathan Hauritz' lack of form and the subsequent inclusion of the unknown, yet wonderfully named, Xavier Doherty, preparing a spin-friendly pitch for the brilliant Graeme Swann would be cricketing suicide.
Which means if England's quicks, particularly James Anderson, can get the Kookaburra ball to swing, then they may fully justify the pre-series hype. Steve Finn has the height and Stuart Broad the acumen to trouble a shaky Australian batting line-up. Ben Hilfenhaus, Doug Bollinger and Mitchell Johnson, on paper, should be a competitive match-up. But the Ashes aren't won on paper.
Doubts remain over Alistair Cook and Paul Collingwood's form, but both bring much more to the team than their recent records suggest. Ian Bell has justified the faith shown in him lower down the order, while Eoin Morgan can consider himself unlucky to be seemingly preparing for seven one-dayers come January. That's an argument for another day, though.
Jonathan Trott will scratch and probe and frustrate. And he has already shown against the Australians the necessary concentration and resolve to put some runs on the board. In my opinion, the understated South African could be England's key to success down under. If this is the case, why shouldn't England dream they could win the Ashes in Australia for the first time in 24 years.
Exactly why the all-knowing bookmakers have the home team as favourites, of course.
Matthew Hayden. Not out. 23. England suffer a 5-0 series whitewash and tamely lose the Ashes.
24th August 2009
Michael Hussey. Caught Cook, bowled Swann. England seal a 2-1 series win and regain the Ashes.
England go into the 2010/11 Ashes with the humiliation of 2006/07 and the confidence of 2009 undoubtedly at the forefront of their minds. The former a reminder of how formidable a home Australian Ashes team can be, the latter a clear indication of how much the gap between the two old foes has shrunk. Apart from in the world of Glenn McGrath and his obligatory prediction.
I don't intend to bore you with the usual talk of how awful the Aussies have become - no more Langer, Hayden, Gilchrist, Warne and McGrath. The only way was down, of course. Instead let me draw you to a rather more interesting comparison of England's fateful trip four years ago, involving perhaps the least celebrated of the aforementioned five - the wicketkeeper.
In that series, Adam Gilchrist averaged 46 with the bat, with a top score of 102 not out. His counterparts, Geraint Jones and Chris Read averaged 11 and 12 respectively, with top scores of 33 and 26 not out. OK, there are numerous other similar comparisons which could have been made. So what about with the gloves? Gilchrist snaffled 24 catches and added two stumpings in one more innings that Jones and Read combined, who between them took 21 catches and contributed one stumping. Now, England are settled with Matt Prior as their Test choice, whilst Brad Haddin was always going to struggle to fill the void left by Gilly. A snapshot illustration of the gap disappearing.
In the run-up to Thursday's series opener at the Gabba, Australia have flattered to deceive in their pre-empting of what to expect, whilst England have been quietly confident, almost too quietly confident. Whilst Andrew Strauss and his men have been openly speaking against any sort of complacency, under-pressure Australia captain Ricky Ponting's men have been (inexplicably) targeting England's most out-of-form batsman.
Maybe they realise that Kevin Pietersen is a potential series winner if he clicks into gear. Maybe they don't realise they're providing more than enough necessary ammunition for Kevin Pietersen (and his ego) to click into gear.
With perhaps the most difficult (read only) Ashes series in Australia to call in a generation, nothing is certain. But one thing we can expect is fast pitches. With the Aussie selectors in a spin over Nathan Hauritz' lack of form and the subsequent inclusion of the unknown, yet wonderfully named, Xavier Doherty, preparing a spin-friendly pitch for the brilliant Graeme Swann would be cricketing suicide.
Which means if England's quicks, particularly James Anderson, can get the Kookaburra ball to swing, then they may fully justify the pre-series hype. Steve Finn has the height and Stuart Broad the acumen to trouble a shaky Australian batting line-up. Ben Hilfenhaus, Doug Bollinger and Mitchell Johnson, on paper, should be a competitive match-up. But the Ashes aren't won on paper.
Doubts remain over Alistair Cook and Paul Collingwood's form, but both bring much more to the team than their recent records suggest. Ian Bell has justified the faith shown in him lower down the order, while Eoin Morgan can consider himself unlucky to be seemingly preparing for seven one-dayers come January. That's an argument for another day, though.
Jonathan Trott will scratch and probe and frustrate. And he has already shown against the Australians the necessary concentration and resolve to put some runs on the board. In my opinion, the understated South African could be England's key to success down under. If this is the case, why shouldn't England dream they could win the Ashes in Australia for the first time in 24 years.
Exactly why the all-knowing bookmakers have the home team as favourites, of course.
Friday, 19 November 2010
Update: What to expect and your help/feedback/criticism needed.
Since I last had a proper attempt at blogging, lots of things have changed. Not least my own personal circumstances. A couple of house moves, a naked encounter with a burglar (don't ask!), and an unrelated graduate job, I'm finally working towards the dream - being a Sports Journalist.
As a result, you'll hopefully be glad to hear that this sports blog will be updated as regularly as possible. For my own personal development, I'd appreciate any feedback at any point, good or bad. Be it on the blog itself, on Facebook (or Twitter - if I can learn how to use it), or simply over a few pints, I'd love to hear what you think. If you think certain aspects of the blog are horrible, tell me - I need to know. Without valuable criticism, I'll never learn. On the flip side, if you think something's excellent, tell me - I need to keep doing it!
Even better, if you haven't already done so, why not add yourself as a follower. I'm aiming to hit the 20 mark by the end of the year.
Although there's been a lot of football material recently, this is not a football blog. I'll be showcasing a little bit of everything really. Cricket, snooker, darts, athletics, rugby union, tennis, and I'll probably throw a bit of random sporting action in here, particularly with London 2012 coming up. Again, suggestions are welcome if there's any particular sport or sporting event you'd like to see featured here.
Personally, I'm hugely excited by the Ashes, which is just over a week away. I'll be trying to provide regular updates, and maybe even analyse a few days play. Football will always remain a passion of mine and that will probably show quite a bit. Christmas darts at the PDC World Championship, the conclusion to the Race to Dubai, and tennis' season finale at the O2 arena are all on the horizon.
So in between practising my shorthand, doing my first journalism exam and paying the rent, there's plenty to be excited about as 2010 rolls to a fascinating close.
As a result, you'll hopefully be glad to hear that this sports blog will be updated as regularly as possible. For my own personal development, I'd appreciate any feedback at any point, good or bad. Be it on the blog itself, on Facebook (or Twitter - if I can learn how to use it), or simply over a few pints, I'd love to hear what you think. If you think certain aspects of the blog are horrible, tell me - I need to know. Without valuable criticism, I'll never learn. On the flip side, if you think something's excellent, tell me - I need to keep doing it!
Even better, if you haven't already done so, why not add yourself as a follower. I'm aiming to hit the 20 mark by the end of the year.
Although there's been a lot of football material recently, this is not a football blog. I'll be showcasing a little bit of everything really. Cricket, snooker, darts, athletics, rugby union, tennis, and I'll probably throw a bit of random sporting action in here, particularly with London 2012 coming up. Again, suggestions are welcome if there's any particular sport or sporting event you'd like to see featured here.
Personally, I'm hugely excited by the Ashes, which is just over a week away. I'll be trying to provide regular updates, and maybe even analyse a few days play. Football will always remain a passion of mine and that will probably show quite a bit. Christmas darts at the PDC World Championship, the conclusion to the Race to Dubai, and tennis' season finale at the O2 arena are all on the horizon.
So in between practising my shorthand, doing my first journalism exam and paying the rent, there's plenty to be excited about as 2010 rolls to a fascinating close.
Tuesday, 19 October 2010
United on the Wayne?
'Once a blue, always a blue'.
A cheap shot for Kopites and a source of bitterness for the Goodison faithful. Yet, when Wayne Rooney made the short move up the M62, he became an instant legend. All of a sudden, the blue became a red. And was worshipped.
Don't get me wrong, this would have happened at whatever club Rooney joined, and probably will in whatever foreign clime he ends up in. Which of course leaves the mouthwatering prospect of him teaming up with his old team-mate Carlos Tevez at the Costa del Eastlands. That's probably the only thing that would further anger the fans that made him one of their [Scouse] own.
Rooney is a player of undoubted quality. 30-odd goals last season were a major step forward for him and for Manchester United. At times unplayable, he tortured defences nation and Europe-wide. The 'white Pele' was seemingly the man who would lead United back to title and European Cup success over the coming years. Then came that ankle injury against Bayern Munich, and whatever else besides. And then came that World Cup, and whatever else besides. So what went wrong? Where did communications break down? Step forward Sir Alex.
Sir Alex Ferguson is a master in his era - a genuine legend of the game. Part of me thinks that today's comments were simply another reason to be in awe of this man's many masterclasses. Rooney was well and truly pushed into the Old Trafford limelight without being in sight - go on Wayne, what say you?
Sir Alex has left Rooney with the most difficult of tasks in explaining the situation, and there is simply no easy way to explain why you are leaving the fans who love you and you claim to love. He has also claimed to have left the door open for Rooney, that the ball is in his court. Let's be clear here, Sir Alex rubber-stamped Rooney's exit today.
"The one thing I said to him was 'respect this club, I don't want any nonsense from you'," said Sir Alex. And therein is the one thing that seems to have been forgotten in this furore.
Wayne Rooney needs Manchester United more than Manchester United need Wayne Rooney.
Unless, of course, United are now a selling club. Unless the money paid for his transfer goes towards servicing debt rather than straight into the kitty. United might not need him, but they do need a world-class replacement.
Where else in the world would Rooney have received the guidance and support that he has done at Old Trafford? What other manager in the world would have shown the patience to allow the raw talent mature into a world-beater, even amongst the shows of petulance? Where else on this planet would Rooney have been learning from esteemed team-mates such as Ryan Giggs, Gary Neville and Paul Scholes? And where else would a manager have shielded him from the outside world in times of trouble as many times as Sir Alex?
Yes, he was superb last season. But let's not forget that until last season, he hadn't come close to scoring 20 league goals in a season. Manchester United have won three league titles and a European Cup with Wayne Rooney scoring no more than 23 goals in all competitions in a season. That can be replaced.
It would be unfair to blame all this on the allegations about his private life. We will all have our opinions, and mine is that Rooney has been so poor this season [and at the World Cup] that it must have had some effect - not only on his performances, but also on his reasons for wanting to leave United.
He may indeed still love the club, but the petulance still exists, as shown when Rooney completely undermined his manager last week. And the subsequent comments by Sir Alex may have just undermined Wayne Rooney's legendary status at Manchester United.
'Once a liar, always a liar?'
A cheap shot for Kopites and a source of bitterness for the Goodison faithful. Yet, when Wayne Rooney made the short move up the M62, he became an instant legend. All of a sudden, the blue became a red. And was worshipped.
Don't get me wrong, this would have happened at whatever club Rooney joined, and probably will in whatever foreign clime he ends up in. Which of course leaves the mouthwatering prospect of him teaming up with his old team-mate Carlos Tevez at the Costa del Eastlands. That's probably the only thing that would further anger the fans that made him one of their [Scouse] own.
Rooney is a player of undoubted quality. 30-odd goals last season were a major step forward for him and for Manchester United. At times unplayable, he tortured defences nation and Europe-wide. The 'white Pele' was seemingly the man who would lead United back to title and European Cup success over the coming years. Then came that ankle injury against Bayern Munich, and whatever else besides. And then came that World Cup, and whatever else besides. So what went wrong? Where did communications break down? Step forward Sir Alex.
Sir Alex Ferguson is a master in his era - a genuine legend of the game. Part of me thinks that today's comments were simply another reason to be in awe of this man's many masterclasses. Rooney was well and truly pushed into the Old Trafford limelight without being in sight - go on Wayne, what say you?
Sir Alex has left Rooney with the most difficult of tasks in explaining the situation, and there is simply no easy way to explain why you are leaving the fans who love you and you claim to love. He has also claimed to have left the door open for Rooney, that the ball is in his court. Let's be clear here, Sir Alex rubber-stamped Rooney's exit today.
"The one thing I said to him was 'respect this club, I don't want any nonsense from you'," said Sir Alex. And therein is the one thing that seems to have been forgotten in this furore.
Wayne Rooney needs Manchester United more than Manchester United need Wayne Rooney.
Unless, of course, United are now a selling club. Unless the money paid for his transfer goes towards servicing debt rather than straight into the kitty. United might not need him, but they do need a world-class replacement.
Where else in the world would Rooney have received the guidance and support that he has done at Old Trafford? What other manager in the world would have shown the patience to allow the raw talent mature into a world-beater, even amongst the shows of petulance? Where else on this planet would Rooney have been learning from esteemed team-mates such as Ryan Giggs, Gary Neville and Paul Scholes? And where else would a manager have shielded him from the outside world in times of trouble as many times as Sir Alex?
Yes, he was superb last season. But let's not forget that until last season, he hadn't come close to scoring 20 league goals in a season. Manchester United have won three league titles and a European Cup with Wayne Rooney scoring no more than 23 goals in all competitions in a season. That can be replaced.
It would be unfair to blame all this on the allegations about his private life. We will all have our opinions, and mine is that Rooney has been so poor this season [and at the World Cup] that it must have had some effect - not only on his performances, but also on his reasons for wanting to leave United.
He may indeed still love the club, but the petulance still exists, as shown when Rooney completely undermined his manager last week. And the subsequent comments by Sir Alex may have just undermined Wayne Rooney's legendary status at Manchester United.
'Once a liar, always a liar?'
Sunday, 17 October 2010
New Era Same Vibe - NESV begin life at Liverpool with derby defeat.
"I might be in a sample of one, but I honestly believe the team played well today."
You said it Roy.
Is there any better reason to return to the wonderful world of blogging than the need to annihilate the team you hold beloved?
Let me get one thing straight. This [return] was a long time coming. It is not simply wanting to vent frustration and anger. I'm sure you can make your own mind up though.
Where to start then?
I'll begin by apologising for the fact that Maxi Rodriguez is missing from below. As yet, there are no signs of Maxi apologising for being missing at Goodison Park today, as Everton deservedly thumped their local rivals into 19th place in the Barclay's Premier League.
It's hard to lay all the blame on the doorstep of Mr Hodgson. He may well be ruing his decision to give up a position of worship in SW6, as suggested by Sir Alan Lord Sugar - or whatever he wants to be addressed as. The fact is that the squad he has inherited - and indeed his own additions - is simply not good enough.
Jose Reina, Steven Gerrard and Fernando Torres aside, the current Liverpool crop are average, at best. Throw in the fact that these three have been well below par for much of the season, and the outcome is that Liverpool are languishing exactly where they deserve to be. Even before things kicked off at Goodison Park today, there was a case to be made that Everton were a team in a position defied by their form. No such case can be made for their city counterparts.
Football purists will appreciate Jamie Carragher's footballing career. Carragher will certainly appreciate his new contract. At the heart of the defence, his presence keeps him afloat - just about. Presence and passion does not make a good full-back. It helps, but without pace and an ability to cross the ball, the next two years won't nearly be as frustrating for Carragher as it will be for Liverpool fans.
Martin Skrtel's early promise as a Liverpool player seems to have disappeared. Alternatively, any striker worth his salt will know that there is nothing more uncomfortable at Anfield than Skrtel facing the ball at the feet of a player with pace and power (a la Yakubu). Well, with the exception of those 'Yanks Out' banners being smuggled out. Although it's not his fault he has to partner the hapless Sotirios Kyrgiakos. Paul Konchesky does not lack effort - he lacks quality.
I've never exactly championed Lucas Leiva - the 'Welsh Brazilian'. I've always believed he needed to be given time. Rafael Benitez must have seen something in him? And Hodgson must see something in him? How can two reputable managers have so much faith in him? Today's performance ensures I won't be championing Leiva any time soon. Your time is up, son.
Raul Meireles and Joe Cole are certainly class players. It seems, however, that after the adrenaline of Cole's move north wore off with an ill-judged challenge on Arsenal's Laurent Koscielny, he has lost the ability to unlock a defence. Or find the target. Or beat the first man. Meireles has also failed to deliver. Hitting it from 30 yards is no good unless you can beat the sprawling, heart-and-head-on-the-line blue shirt throwing himself at you. Liverpool, take note.
A performance bereft of passion, lacking belief and missing quality. Playing Gerrard just behind Torres was effective when Torres had an inkling of form. It was also effective when Xabi Alonso was pulling the strings that Leiva and Meireles are fumbling. I would love to say that Everton were fantastic. They weren't. But they showed passion, belief, and enough quality. And David Moyes' men were more than good value for their victory.
If he lasts that long, Hodgson has a lot of work to do in January and beyond. Over to you, Mr Henry.
You said it Roy.
Is there any better reason to return to the wonderful world of blogging than the need to annihilate the team you hold beloved?
Let me get one thing straight. This [return] was a long time coming. It is not simply wanting to vent frustration and anger. I'm sure you can make your own mind up though.
Where to start then?
I'll begin by apologising for the fact that Maxi Rodriguez is missing from below. As yet, there are no signs of Maxi apologising for being missing at Goodison Park today, as Everton deservedly thumped their local rivals into 19th place in the Barclay's Premier League.
It's hard to lay all the blame on the doorstep of Mr Hodgson. He may well be ruing his decision to give up a position of worship in SW6, as suggested by Sir Alan Lord Sugar - or whatever he wants to be addressed as. The fact is that the squad he has inherited - and indeed his own additions - is simply not good enough.
Jose Reina, Steven Gerrard and Fernando Torres aside, the current Liverpool crop are average, at best. Throw in the fact that these three have been well below par for much of the season, and the outcome is that Liverpool are languishing exactly where they deserve to be. Even before things kicked off at Goodison Park today, there was a case to be made that Everton were a team in a position defied by their form. No such case can be made for their city counterparts.
Football purists will appreciate Jamie Carragher's footballing career. Carragher will certainly appreciate his new contract. At the heart of the defence, his presence keeps him afloat - just about. Presence and passion does not make a good full-back. It helps, but without pace and an ability to cross the ball, the next two years won't nearly be as frustrating for Carragher as it will be for Liverpool fans.
Martin Skrtel's early promise as a Liverpool player seems to have disappeared. Alternatively, any striker worth his salt will know that there is nothing more uncomfortable at Anfield than Skrtel facing the ball at the feet of a player with pace and power (a la Yakubu). Well, with the exception of those 'Yanks Out' banners being smuggled out. Although it's not his fault he has to partner the hapless Sotirios Kyrgiakos. Paul Konchesky does not lack effort - he lacks quality.
I've never exactly championed Lucas Leiva - the 'Welsh Brazilian'. I've always believed he needed to be given time. Rafael Benitez must have seen something in him? And Hodgson must see something in him? How can two reputable managers have so much faith in him? Today's performance ensures I won't be championing Leiva any time soon. Your time is up, son.
Raul Meireles and Joe Cole are certainly class players. It seems, however, that after the adrenaline of Cole's move north wore off with an ill-judged challenge on Arsenal's Laurent Koscielny, he has lost the ability to unlock a defence. Or find the target. Or beat the first man. Meireles has also failed to deliver. Hitting it from 30 yards is no good unless you can beat the sprawling, heart-and-head-on-the-line blue shirt throwing himself at you. Liverpool, take note.
A performance bereft of passion, lacking belief and missing quality. Playing Gerrard just behind Torres was effective when Torres had an inkling of form. It was also effective when Xabi Alonso was pulling the strings that Leiva and Meireles are fumbling. I would love to say that Everton were fantastic. They weren't. But they showed passion, belief, and enough quality. And David Moyes' men were more than good value for their victory.
If he lasts that long, Hodgson has a lot of work to do in January and beyond. Over to you, Mr Henry.
Tuesday, 17 March 2009
Arsenal come from behind to set up Chelsea clash.
Arsenal 2-1 Hull City
Arsenal booked a semi-final place against Chelsea thanks to a controversial William Gallas winner with a 2-1 win over a battling Hull City side in tonight's FA Cup tie at the Emirates Stadium.
Arsenal went behind to Nick Barmby's deflected strike after 12 minutes. Hull almost doubled their lead when Geovanni tested Lukasz Fabianski in the Arsenal goal with a sublime free kick, before Barmby had a goal ruled out for offside.
The home side dominated the rest of the opening period and, with Andrey Arshavin increasingly influential, kept Hull pinned back for much of the second half. Robin Van Persie turned in from Arshavin for the equaliser in the 74th minute after good work by substitute Nicklas Bendtner.
Gallas then nodded into an empty net 10 minutes later, although the Frenchman appeared to be at least a yard offside after Boaz Myhill had flapped at a cross. Arsenal, however, closed out the game to book their first FA Cup semi-final spot since 2005.
Arsenal manager Arsene Wenger again kept faith with some of the youngsters that have illuminated Carling Cups in recent years; Kieran Gibbs and Carlos Vela in for Gael Clichy and Bendtner in six changes from the team that dismantled Blackburn on Saturday.
Wenger's counterpart Phil Brown also made six changes from the team that picked up a point against Newcastle at the KC Stadium, with striker Manucho entrusted with a lone role in front of a five-man midfield.
As early as the third minute, the Angolan striker turned Johan Djourou with consumate ease, only to look for help which was not coming, allowing Arsenal to regroup and regain possession. A few minutes later, Anthony Gardner brought down Carlos Vela on the right hand side. From the resultant free kick, Van Persie whipped in a delicious free kick, which was well defended by Hull.
A rather uninspiring opening period was quickly turned on its head when Hull City took a shock lead. Andy Dawson, already exerting dominance on the left side, looped a ball into the Arsenal area which was allowed to bounce. Nick Barmby managed to twist and strike a fierce volley off the right boot of the hapless Djourou, and over the despairing dive of Fabianski.
As a stunned Emirates remained in silence, Arsenal looked for an immediate reply; a Gibbs cross and a Van Persie corner both brilliantly defended by the visitors. In the 23rd minute, Gallas brought down Peter Halmosi in Geovanni range. The Brazilian struck a fierce free kick from 25 yards, only to see it expertly tipped over by Fabianski.
The shortly worked corner was then fired into the area where Barmby tapped home; the effort correctly ruled out for offside. Soon after, Arshavin was beginning to pull the strings for Arsenal, but committed work from both Manucho and Dawson exemplified the battling attitude of Phil Brown's side.
On the half hour, a deft Arshavin flick was picked up by Van Persie, who screwed his shot wide. A minute later, the Russian danced his way inside Hull's area, where his shot was deflected wide. Although Arsenal were in the ascendancy, Hull showed their desire to extend their lead when Kamil Zayatte headed over from four yards from Halmosi's left-footed inswinging free; a big let-off for the otherwise faultless Gibbs who had rashly bundled over Craig Fagan.
As Arsenal's dominance grew, aside from a few moments of individual brilliance from Arshavin, they failed to seriously test Myhill in the Hull goal. On 52 minutes, Abou Diaby was guilty of wasting perhaps Arsenal's best chance when failing to convert Arshavin's cross. Moments later, Alexandre Song found a yard of space inside the box, twisting and sending his shot narrowly wide.
With the tempo increased, but clear chances still at a premium, Wenger sent on Samir Nasri and Bendtner for Song and the ineffective Carlos Vela. In the 69th minute, Barmby conceded a free kick 30 yards out, which Myhill did well to push wide from Van Persie's effort, low to his right. Moments later, Van Persie headed Nasri's cross onto the crossbar, as Hull continued to frustrate.
However, their luck ran out after 74 minutes when Theo Walcott's cross found Bendtner, whose initial effort was blocked by Bryan Hughes. First to react, the Dane waltzed past Gardner and sent the ball across the face of the goal. Unmarked, Arshavin had the presence of mind to square inside and find Van Persie to smash the ball into the roof of the net, nothing more than Arsenal had deserved.
Three minutes later, Manucho managed to flick on a long ball into the path of Geovanni, who managed to smash a volley from an awkward angle onto the side of the post. It was the last attack of any note from the Tigers, as Arsenal continued to press.
Six minutes from time, Nasri sent in a free kick which Myhill came for and missed, Emmanuel Eboue getting there before the goalkeeper. Gallas, clearly offside, was left with the simple task of heading into an empty goal. Arsenal pressed to make sure of the win; Bendtner forcing a brilliant save from Myhill, whilst Eboue wasted an opportunity following good work from Nasri and Bacary Sagna.
With 5 minutes of injury time to be played, Hull managed a few brief forays into the opposition half, but Arsenal comfortably held on to set up a semi-final clash with Chelsea at Wembley next month. Although Phil Brown's side will feel aggrieved at the manner in which Arsenal made it 2-1, the result was a fair reflection on a dominant Gunners display.
Arsenal: Fabianski; Sagna; Gallas; Djourou; Gibbs; Walcott (Eboue 82); Song (Bendtner 64); Diaby; Arshavin; Vela (Nasri 64); Van Persie.
Booked: Gallas, Nasri.
Hull City: Myhill; Ricketts; Gardner; Zayatte; Dawson; Ashbee (Hughes 46); Barmby (France 76); Geovanni; Fagan; Halmosi (Mendy 67); Manucho.
Booked: Myhill, Dawson, France, Halmosi, Manucho.
Attendance: 55, 641
Referee: Mike Riley
My Man of the Match: Andrey Arshavin
Arsenal booked a semi-final place against Chelsea thanks to a controversial William Gallas winner with a 2-1 win over a battling Hull City side in tonight's FA Cup tie at the Emirates Stadium.
Arsenal went behind to Nick Barmby's deflected strike after 12 minutes. Hull almost doubled their lead when Geovanni tested Lukasz Fabianski in the Arsenal goal with a sublime free kick, before Barmby had a goal ruled out for offside.
The home side dominated the rest of the opening period and, with Andrey Arshavin increasingly influential, kept Hull pinned back for much of the second half. Robin Van Persie turned in from Arshavin for the equaliser in the 74th minute after good work by substitute Nicklas Bendtner.
Gallas then nodded into an empty net 10 minutes later, although the Frenchman appeared to be at least a yard offside after Boaz Myhill had flapped at a cross. Arsenal, however, closed out the game to book their first FA Cup semi-final spot since 2005.
Arsenal manager Arsene Wenger again kept faith with some of the youngsters that have illuminated Carling Cups in recent years; Kieran Gibbs and Carlos Vela in for Gael Clichy and Bendtner in six changes from the team that dismantled Blackburn on Saturday.
Wenger's counterpart Phil Brown also made six changes from the team that picked up a point against Newcastle at the KC Stadium, with striker Manucho entrusted with a lone role in front of a five-man midfield.
As early as the third minute, the Angolan striker turned Johan Djourou with consumate ease, only to look for help which was not coming, allowing Arsenal to regroup and regain possession. A few minutes later, Anthony Gardner brought down Carlos Vela on the right hand side. From the resultant free kick, Van Persie whipped in a delicious free kick, which was well defended by Hull.
A rather uninspiring opening period was quickly turned on its head when Hull City took a shock lead. Andy Dawson, already exerting dominance on the left side, looped a ball into the Arsenal area which was allowed to bounce. Nick Barmby managed to twist and strike a fierce volley off the right boot of the hapless Djourou, and over the despairing dive of Fabianski.
As a stunned Emirates remained in silence, Arsenal looked for an immediate reply; a Gibbs cross and a Van Persie corner both brilliantly defended by the visitors. In the 23rd minute, Gallas brought down Peter Halmosi in Geovanni range. The Brazilian struck a fierce free kick from 25 yards, only to see it expertly tipped over by Fabianski.
The shortly worked corner was then fired into the area where Barmby tapped home; the effort correctly ruled out for offside. Soon after, Arshavin was beginning to pull the strings for Arsenal, but committed work from both Manucho and Dawson exemplified the battling attitude of Phil Brown's side.
On the half hour, a deft Arshavin flick was picked up by Van Persie, who screwed his shot wide. A minute later, the Russian danced his way inside Hull's area, where his shot was deflected wide. Although Arsenal were in the ascendancy, Hull showed their desire to extend their lead when Kamil Zayatte headed over from four yards from Halmosi's left-footed inswinging free; a big let-off for the otherwise faultless Gibbs who had rashly bundled over Craig Fagan.
As Arsenal's dominance grew, aside from a few moments of individual brilliance from Arshavin, they failed to seriously test Myhill in the Hull goal. On 52 minutes, Abou Diaby was guilty of wasting perhaps Arsenal's best chance when failing to convert Arshavin's cross. Moments later, Alexandre Song found a yard of space inside the box, twisting and sending his shot narrowly wide.
With the tempo increased, but clear chances still at a premium, Wenger sent on Samir Nasri and Bendtner for Song and the ineffective Carlos Vela. In the 69th minute, Barmby conceded a free kick 30 yards out, which Myhill did well to push wide from Van Persie's effort, low to his right. Moments later, Van Persie headed Nasri's cross onto the crossbar, as Hull continued to frustrate.
However, their luck ran out after 74 minutes when Theo Walcott's cross found Bendtner, whose initial effort was blocked by Bryan Hughes. First to react, the Dane waltzed past Gardner and sent the ball across the face of the goal. Unmarked, Arshavin had the presence of mind to square inside and find Van Persie to smash the ball into the roof of the net, nothing more than Arsenal had deserved.
Three minutes later, Manucho managed to flick on a long ball into the path of Geovanni, who managed to smash a volley from an awkward angle onto the side of the post. It was the last attack of any note from the Tigers, as Arsenal continued to press.
Six minutes from time, Nasri sent in a free kick which Myhill came for and missed, Emmanuel Eboue getting there before the goalkeeper. Gallas, clearly offside, was left with the simple task of heading into an empty goal. Arsenal pressed to make sure of the win; Bendtner forcing a brilliant save from Myhill, whilst Eboue wasted an opportunity following good work from Nasri and Bacary Sagna.
With 5 minutes of injury time to be played, Hull managed a few brief forays into the opposition half, but Arsenal comfortably held on to set up a semi-final clash with Chelsea at Wembley next month. Although Phil Brown's side will feel aggrieved at the manner in which Arsenal made it 2-1, the result was a fair reflection on a dominant Gunners display.
Arsenal: Fabianski; Sagna; Gallas; Djourou; Gibbs; Walcott (Eboue 82); Song (Bendtner 64); Diaby; Arshavin; Vela (Nasri 64); Van Persie.
Booked: Gallas, Nasri.
Hull City: Myhill; Ricketts; Gardner; Zayatte; Dawson; Ashbee (Hughes 46); Barmby (France 76); Geovanni; Fagan; Halmosi (Mendy 67); Manucho.
Booked: Myhill, Dawson, France, Halmosi, Manucho.
Attendance: 55, 641
Referee: Mike Riley
My Man of the Match: Andrey Arshavin
Monday, 16 March 2009
Make 2009 a green year.
Ireland fans may be beginning to wonder if 2009 is going to be a monumental year. On the eve of Saint Patrick's Day, things are looking incredibly rosy for the Emerald Isle. David Gillick's fall in his 400m heats at the European Athletics Championships was a big blow for Ireland's attempts at a golden haul. A blow cushioned, however, by Derval O'Rourke's 60m Hurdles bronze medal and Mary Cullen's gutsy front-running, the latter also taking bronze in the 3000m. Furthermore, the relatively unknown name of Ciara Mageean is being tipped as the next Sonia O'Sullivan; the 17 year old producing numerous notable runs over the country and on track.
In the world of golf, the future is even brighter. Rory McIlroy is rightly receiving high praise across the globe, thanks to a number of stirring performances from the Holywood teenager. Ernie Els and Tiger Woods, for example, think that McIlroy has what it takes to be the next world number one after Woods; no higher praise than from the man himself. Throw into the equation Padraig Harrington's form and the Northern Irish trio of Michael Hoey, Gareth Maybin and Graeme McDowell, and Ireland can be a force for years to come.
Next month's Snooker World Championships has another three Northern Irishmen (Mark Allen, Joe Swail and Gerard Greene) in the main draw. This year's tournament may come a little too soon for the trio, but of the three, Allen seems the most likley to regularly challenge for ranking titles. The current world number 16 might just surprise a few people next month. Swail, on the other hand, may dispute that following his recent run to the final in last month's Welsh Open.
The footballers face a vital period at the end of this month. A victory over Bulgaria would put the Irish in a strong position to finish in the top two. Anything other than defeat against the Italians a few days later in Bari is likely to send the travelling thousands into dreamland. So, you'd agree that 2009 could be a productive year for Ireland? And we haven't even mentioned the rugby yet.
On Saturday evening, Ireland maintained their hopes of a first Grand Slam since 19-God-knows-when with a hard fought victory over a powerful and disciplined Scotland at Murrayfield. The first half of this RBS Six Nations clash was by no means classic, but the Irish class shone through in the second half, lead by the impressive Peter Stringer and the once-again reliable boot of Ronan O'Gara.
One mustn't forget the contributions of Brian O'Driscoll again. The Irish captain wasn't as imperious as he has been in a few previous games, but again underlined his importance to the Grand Slam cause; in particular a bruising challenge on Scotland's Phil Godman. The fly-half was bundled into touch metres away from the try-line as the first half appeared as though it would end disastrously for the Irish. Had that score have materialised, Ireland may well have struggled to recover.
They got the result, and now go to the Millennium Stadium in Cardiff on Saturday evening to face Wales. Any defeat of less than 13 points will seal the Six Nations crown. Any win will seal the Grand Slam that has eluded the Irish for so long. Anything else doesn't bear thinking about. So as you stare into your Saint Patrick's Day pint, whether you're Irish or not, you have to wonder what the rest of the year and, indeed, the week will have in store.
In the world of golf, the future is even brighter. Rory McIlroy is rightly receiving high praise across the globe, thanks to a number of stirring performances from the Holywood teenager. Ernie Els and Tiger Woods, for example, think that McIlroy has what it takes to be the next world number one after Woods; no higher praise than from the man himself. Throw into the equation Padraig Harrington's form and the Northern Irish trio of Michael Hoey, Gareth Maybin and Graeme McDowell, and Ireland can be a force for years to come.
Next month's Snooker World Championships has another three Northern Irishmen (Mark Allen, Joe Swail and Gerard Greene) in the main draw. This year's tournament may come a little too soon for the trio, but of the three, Allen seems the most likley to regularly challenge for ranking titles. The current world number 16 might just surprise a few people next month. Swail, on the other hand, may dispute that following his recent run to the final in last month's Welsh Open.
The footballers face a vital period at the end of this month. A victory over Bulgaria would put the Irish in a strong position to finish in the top two. Anything other than defeat against the Italians a few days later in Bari is likely to send the travelling thousands into dreamland. So, you'd agree that 2009 could be a productive year for Ireland? And we haven't even mentioned the rugby yet.
On Saturday evening, Ireland maintained their hopes of a first Grand Slam since 19-God-knows-when with a hard fought victory over a powerful and disciplined Scotland at Murrayfield. The first half of this RBS Six Nations clash was by no means classic, but the Irish class shone through in the second half, lead by the impressive Peter Stringer and the once-again reliable boot of Ronan O'Gara.
One mustn't forget the contributions of Brian O'Driscoll again. The Irish captain wasn't as imperious as he has been in a few previous games, but again underlined his importance to the Grand Slam cause; in particular a bruising challenge on Scotland's Phil Godman. The fly-half was bundled into touch metres away from the try-line as the first half appeared as though it would end disastrously for the Irish. Had that score have materialised, Ireland may well have struggled to recover.
They got the result, and now go to the Millennium Stadium in Cardiff on Saturday evening to face Wales. Any defeat of less than 13 points will seal the Six Nations crown. Any win will seal the Grand Slam that has eluded the Irish for so long. Anything else doesn't bear thinking about. So as you stare into your Saint Patrick's Day pint, whether you're Irish or not, you have to wonder what the rest of the year and, indeed, the week will have in store.
Resurgent Liverpool finally asking questions?
I'd like to think that on Wednesday past, Mr. Benitez poured himself a glass of rioja, sat down to bask in the glory of a brilliant victory over Real Madrid, typed his name into Google to read about his magnificence, and stumbled upon this blog. I'd also like to think that he took the time to read the most recent post and decided that it was time to lay caution to the wind and give Liverpool fans what they want.
Of course he didn't.
That being said, something must have happened. A little spark, a lightbulb, something like that. Whatever it was, not even the most optimistic of Kopites could foresee such a rewarding trip up the M62 a few days later. However surprising the result was (United haven't conceded 4 goals at Old Trafford since Q.P.R. visited in 1992), the scoreline was hardly flattering for Liverpool.
Liverpool hassled Manchester United from the off, got into their faces, closed them down quickly, and got men behind the ball when required. Sounds just like Liverpool under Benitez, right? Liverpool fans must have been fearing the worst when Pepe Reina bundled Park Ji-Sung over to give the hosts the chance to lead. Ronaldo obliged.
What followed was even more impressive from Liverpool. Their passing was sharp and incisive, their commitment faultless. The difference on Saturday, however, was Fernando Torres and Steven Gerrard. Yes, without the pair, Liverpool may be average, but they have them and with them in the team it suddenly becomes a more impressive unit.
We can pick the bones out of United's (and particularly Nemanja Vidic's) performance, but they simply could not handle the pace and movement of Liverpool's front men. Torres created the equaliser for himself via his frightening turn of speed and endeavour. Of course Vidic should not have given him the chance, but let's not take anything away from the Spaniard's assured finish.
Over to you, Steven.
Gerrard created the goal to send the travelling fans into ruptures, drawing the foul from Patrice Evra. With the penalty dispatched just beyond the grasp of Edwin Van Der Sar, Liverpool were firmly in the ascendency. United huffed and puffed after half-time, but the resilience of Benitez's men was plain to see. Not many can argue with the foul which lead to the dismissal of Vidic - again due to the driving force of Liverpool's captain; Aurelio's free-kick was simply pouring salt on the wounded beast.
As Old Trafford emptied, Andrea Dossena lobbed Van Der Sar to put a gloss on an accomplished performance, which perhaps signalled that there may yet be life in this year's title race. Manchester United still have a four point advantage over their north-west rivals and Chelsea, with a game in hand. It will still take a monumental collapse for United to surrender their grasp on the Premier League trophy. That's what we were saying on Saturday morning, and if it is to happen, it had to start somewhere.
Of course he didn't.
That being said, something must have happened. A little spark, a lightbulb, something like that. Whatever it was, not even the most optimistic of Kopites could foresee such a rewarding trip up the M62 a few days later. However surprising the result was (United haven't conceded 4 goals at Old Trafford since Q.P.R. visited in 1992), the scoreline was hardly flattering for Liverpool.
Liverpool hassled Manchester United from the off, got into their faces, closed them down quickly, and got men behind the ball when required. Sounds just like Liverpool under Benitez, right? Liverpool fans must have been fearing the worst when Pepe Reina bundled Park Ji-Sung over to give the hosts the chance to lead. Ronaldo obliged.
What followed was even more impressive from Liverpool. Their passing was sharp and incisive, their commitment faultless. The difference on Saturday, however, was Fernando Torres and Steven Gerrard. Yes, without the pair, Liverpool may be average, but they have them and with them in the team it suddenly becomes a more impressive unit.
We can pick the bones out of United's (and particularly Nemanja Vidic's) performance, but they simply could not handle the pace and movement of Liverpool's front men. Torres created the equaliser for himself via his frightening turn of speed and endeavour. Of course Vidic should not have given him the chance, but let's not take anything away from the Spaniard's assured finish.
Over to you, Steven.
Gerrard created the goal to send the travelling fans into ruptures, drawing the foul from Patrice Evra. With the penalty dispatched just beyond the grasp of Edwin Van Der Sar, Liverpool were firmly in the ascendency. United huffed and puffed after half-time, but the resilience of Benitez's men was plain to see. Not many can argue with the foul which lead to the dismissal of Vidic - again due to the driving force of Liverpool's captain; Aurelio's free-kick was simply pouring salt on the wounded beast.
As Old Trafford emptied, Andrea Dossena lobbed Van Der Sar to put a gloss on an accomplished performance, which perhaps signalled that there may yet be life in this year's title race. Manchester United still have a four point advantage over their north-west rivals and Chelsea, with a game in hand. It will still take a monumental collapse for United to surrender their grasp on the Premier League trophy. That's what we were saying on Saturday morning, and if it is to happen, it had to start somewhere.
Tuesday, 10 March 2009
What lies beneath: the Real facts.
Liverpool signalled their intent in Europe tonight by thrashing a woeful Real Madrid side at Anfield. 4-0 wasn't harsh on Real; the fact that Iker Casillas was their best player by a long distance tells a story all of its own.
Steven Gerrard was inspirational, as so often has proved to be the case for Liverpool in recent years. Fernando Torres said afterwards that the pain [from his recent ankle problems] doesn't matter against Real Madrid. Of course, one would like to think any player would break the pain barrier to score against the Kings of European football. Torres, though, danced across in front of the Real fans after scoring the opener, with his name in clear view - just to remind them that Atletico will always have a place in his heart.
And the mastermind behind yet another wonderful European night for Liverpool? Rafael Benitez. You might think I'd only have good things to say about the Liverpool boss after their exploits tonight. Not so fast.
On the eve of this tie, Benitez had the audacity to suggest that he has not been given credit that he has been due, thanks to his team's performances in Europe, since he has arrived. Just a few things to note, Mr. Benitez. Not one man should ever believe he is bigger than any football club, not least a club steeped in as much history and tradition as Liverpool are.
Benitez's recent wranglings over his new contract, apparently demanding complete control over the club's dealings, may have started the alarm bells amongst a few inside Anfield. Could he believe he is, in fact, bigger than the club? His statement yesterday might just reinforce this possibility. Yes, he has been the catalyst for the club's success in Europe over the previous four years, but credit can not be claimed by one man.
What about Gerrard, Torres, Carragher, Benayoun, Hamann, Crouch, Alonso, Garcia, Reina and Dudek? What about Traore? What about the so-called 12th man, the commoners who have made Anfield a seemingly European fortress? Those are the players that won the Champions League, these are the players who reached the semi-finals a year ago and the final a year previous.
Onwards amigo, I hear you cry.
"The facts are there to see. Anyone can see what I have done here."
The facts are there, indeed, Rafa. You have failed to steer Liverpool Football Club anywhere near a prolonged challenge on the one that the fans want. The bread and butter; the holy grail; the Premier League title. Liverpool appear to be closing the gap, and at Christmas the season looked like it could be very productive - it wasn't. 37, 9, 21, 11; the facts.
Tonight, the gap between Liverpool and the summit of the Premier League is potentially 10 points (should Manchester United win their game in hand, before even considering Saturday's game at Old Trafford). As mentioned above, the players must take some of the "credit", but the fact is that Benitez has failed domestically. He doesn't deserve any credit for that.
Liverpool's title challenge this season is likely to be remembered as the season that Benitez decided to jot down "the facts" for Sir Alex Ferguson. Liverpool promptly blew their chance to stop Manchester United from equalling their long-standing record as the team with the most league titles to their name. Even the most optimistic Liverpool fan would agree that should Liverpool record an unlikely win at the home of their fiercest rivals on Saturday, it will merely be prolonging the pain of another arduous season.
"Maybe some people don't realise how difficult it is to keep succeeding in the Champions League."
This, Mr. Benitez, is unlikely. There is no denying his spectacular achievements in Europe, especially that memorable night in Istanbul. Furthermore, no-one can argue that Liverpool have been much improved in the Premier League this year. But the difficulty of succeeding in the Champions League means nothing if you can't mix it with the top sides in England.
Many of you will think this is ridiculous considering Liverpool's masterclass performance tonight. Maybe it is. But I would genuinely love to hear what anyone else thinks. Do you think this is an overreaction (bar the timing)? Would the Liverpool fans out there settle for a European run every year at the expense of a prolonged tilt at the Premier League title?
Maybe Rafa can answer one question: who deserves the credit for tonight's performance? He may offer an eponymic answer, whilst the rest of us would suggest Gerrard, Torres, Babel or Alonso. One more question Rafa: have you signed that contract yet? And one more fact for you to absorb: best team in Europe over the past five years, statistically? Yes. Fourth best team in England over the past five years?
Marginally.
Steven Gerrard was inspirational, as so often has proved to be the case for Liverpool in recent years. Fernando Torres said afterwards that the pain [from his recent ankle problems] doesn't matter against Real Madrid. Of course, one would like to think any player would break the pain barrier to score against the Kings of European football. Torres, though, danced across in front of the Real fans after scoring the opener, with his name in clear view - just to remind them that Atletico will always have a place in his heart.
And the mastermind behind yet another wonderful European night for Liverpool? Rafael Benitez. You might think I'd only have good things to say about the Liverpool boss after their exploits tonight. Not so fast.
On the eve of this tie, Benitez had the audacity to suggest that he has not been given credit that he has been due, thanks to his team's performances in Europe, since he has arrived. Just a few things to note, Mr. Benitez. Not one man should ever believe he is bigger than any football club, not least a club steeped in as much history and tradition as Liverpool are.
Benitez's recent wranglings over his new contract, apparently demanding complete control over the club's dealings, may have started the alarm bells amongst a few inside Anfield. Could he believe he is, in fact, bigger than the club? His statement yesterday might just reinforce this possibility. Yes, he has been the catalyst for the club's success in Europe over the previous four years, but credit can not be claimed by one man.
What about Gerrard, Torres, Carragher, Benayoun, Hamann, Crouch, Alonso, Garcia, Reina and Dudek? What about Traore? What about the so-called 12th man, the commoners who have made Anfield a seemingly European fortress? Those are the players that won the Champions League, these are the players who reached the semi-finals a year ago and the final a year previous.
Onwards amigo, I hear you cry.
"The facts are there to see. Anyone can see what I have done here."
The facts are there, indeed, Rafa. You have failed to steer Liverpool Football Club anywhere near a prolonged challenge on the one that the fans want. The bread and butter; the holy grail; the Premier League title. Liverpool appear to be closing the gap, and at Christmas the season looked like it could be very productive - it wasn't. 37, 9, 21, 11; the facts.
Tonight, the gap between Liverpool and the summit of the Premier League is potentially 10 points (should Manchester United win their game in hand, before even considering Saturday's game at Old Trafford). As mentioned above, the players must take some of the "credit", but the fact is that Benitez has failed domestically. He doesn't deserve any credit for that.
Liverpool's title challenge this season is likely to be remembered as the season that Benitez decided to jot down "the facts" for Sir Alex Ferguson. Liverpool promptly blew their chance to stop Manchester United from equalling their long-standing record as the team with the most league titles to their name. Even the most optimistic Liverpool fan would agree that should Liverpool record an unlikely win at the home of their fiercest rivals on Saturday, it will merely be prolonging the pain of another arduous season.
"Maybe some people don't realise how difficult it is to keep succeeding in the Champions League."
This, Mr. Benitez, is unlikely. There is no denying his spectacular achievements in Europe, especially that memorable night in Istanbul. Furthermore, no-one can argue that Liverpool have been much improved in the Premier League this year. But the difficulty of succeeding in the Champions League means nothing if you can't mix it with the top sides in England.
Many of you will think this is ridiculous considering Liverpool's masterclass performance tonight. Maybe it is. But I would genuinely love to hear what anyone else thinks. Do you think this is an overreaction (bar the timing)? Would the Liverpool fans out there settle for a European run every year at the expense of a prolonged tilt at the Premier League title?
Maybe Rafa can answer one question: who deserves the credit for tonight's performance? He may offer an eponymic answer, whilst the rest of us would suggest Gerrard, Torres, Babel or Alonso. One more question Rafa: have you signed that contract yet? And one more fact for you to absorb: best team in Europe over the past five years, statistically? Yes. Fourth best team in England over the past five years?
Marginally.
Sunday, 1 March 2009
Turkish delight for Sir Alex.
What a weekend of sport, eh? It's not over just yet, so here goes with a bumper blog to make up for a relative lack of posts over the last week or so.
Grand disappointment for Wales.
The RBS Six Nations finally sparked into life this weekend, and put a halt to the processionary march of the Irish and Welsh towards a Grand Slam showdown in Cardiff on March 21st. Wales travelled to Paris for the first ever Friday Six Nations match, and although they got off to a great start, France showed much more passion and spirit in levelling things up by half time. This trend continued into the second half, and France had enough in the tank to hold off resurgent waves of red. Scotland also got their campaign running with a comprehensive win over Italy at Murrayfield. Although coach Frank Hadden believes Scotland can cause the Irish some problems, his claim that they are back in the title hunt are a little optimistic, to say the least.
Perhaps the most tense, and definitely the worst, game of this year's championship was saved for last this weekend. For England, discipline is a huge problem. As if giving away penalties for fun wasn't bad enough, continuing the ridiculous trend of needless yellow cards ensured that England's winless run in Dublin will be at least 8 years. Ireland weren't much better, but they were more disciplined, conceded less penalties, and Ronan O'Gara managed to fluke a few kicks, given the fact that he seemed to be wearing flippers. One man stood out, however, and for the second time this year captain Brian O'Driscoll produced a magnificent performance to lead his side home. His drop goal was sublime, and his try proved to be the difference. England will be left to rue the fact that had they kept 15 men on the pitch at all times, their late surge might just have been a winning one.
Premier League, you're having a laugh.
If there is one man who will be delighted with this weekend's footballing action, it is Sir Alex Ferguson. Without having played in the Premier League, Manchester United have tightened their grip on the trophy. Chelsea had to leave it late to keep their remote chances alive, whilst Aston Villa threw away 2 points at Villa Park, but the big news comes from the Riverside Stadium where Liverpool showed the ruthlessness of a Paul Scholes challenge in succumbing to a 2-0 defeat at the hands of Middlesbrough.
Liverpool dominated the opening proceedings and had a number of chances after Xabi Alonso's own goal, but the truth is that the winning margin could have been even greater for a Middlesbrough side who wouldn't be half bad at home if they could always attract larger attendances at the Riverside. Liverpool fans may well have taken a 1-0 win in the League rather than their win at Real Madrid, but Europe looks to be the focal point of yet another season. One thing is for sure - those fans longing for a league triumph now appear to have been put out of their misery for another year, thanks to Sanli Tuncay.
Spurs pay the penalty.
Sunday's Carling Cup Final was a brilliant game despite the goalless scoreline. Both teams had a go in an opening and entertaining game and both had chances to win it. Aaron Lennon was inspired for Tottenham Hotspur, and was only denied by a top-class Ben Foster save in the closing stages of normal time at Wembley. Lennon should be disappointed with his end product though, as too many times he worked himself into decent positions and failed to produce one worthy cross.
Cristiano Ronaldo, on the other hand, was nowhere near his best but showed why he is the reigning World Player of the Year in stoppage time, hammering a sweet strike against the post. Extra-time was a predictably dull affair, and whilst penalties is a lottery, United's takers were much more confident, inspired by Ryan Giggs' stunning effort to kick things off. United now have two of a possible five trophies. That is a long way off, of course, but Ferguson will wake up on Monday morning with a smile on his face, and there is no reason why he shouldn't.
Ashes nations face difficult final days.
England's cricketers have endured a terrible weekend at the hands of an assured West Indies display. Ramnarest Sarwan, in the form of his life even before he began his majestic innings at the Kensington Oval in Barbados, was the catalyst in leading the Windies past a first innings target of 600. A stunning 291 for Sarwan was ably backed up by Ramdin (166) and Chanderpaul (70) as England's lack of a strike bowler in the absence of Andrew Flintoff was brutally exposed. England now need to bat through most of the final day to avoid an unlikely defeat, and the West Indies will be confident of going into the final Test needing only a draw to secure the series victory.
I've also been keeping an eye on South Africa v Australia in Johannesburg, an altogether more entertaining and exciting Test Match. South Africa's fielding heroics on day 4 and a solid start from openers Neil McKenzie and Graeme Smith have ensured an enthralling final day on Monday. Set a world record target of 454 to win, South Africa ended the fourth day on 178-2, needing 276 to win. With less than 100 overs to face, the Proteas need to score at an average of just over 2.8 per over for another famous victory in this latest clash between the world's two best (and by quite some distance) Test nations.
Grand disappointment for Wales.
The RBS Six Nations finally sparked into life this weekend, and put a halt to the processionary march of the Irish and Welsh towards a Grand Slam showdown in Cardiff on March 21st. Wales travelled to Paris for the first ever Friday Six Nations match, and although they got off to a great start, France showed much more passion and spirit in levelling things up by half time. This trend continued into the second half, and France had enough in the tank to hold off resurgent waves of red. Scotland also got their campaign running with a comprehensive win over Italy at Murrayfield. Although coach Frank Hadden believes Scotland can cause the Irish some problems, his claim that they are back in the title hunt are a little optimistic, to say the least.
Perhaps the most tense, and definitely the worst, game of this year's championship was saved for last this weekend. For England, discipline is a huge problem. As if giving away penalties for fun wasn't bad enough, continuing the ridiculous trend of needless yellow cards ensured that England's winless run in Dublin will be at least 8 years. Ireland weren't much better, but they were more disciplined, conceded less penalties, and Ronan O'Gara managed to fluke a few kicks, given the fact that he seemed to be wearing flippers. One man stood out, however, and for the second time this year captain Brian O'Driscoll produced a magnificent performance to lead his side home. His drop goal was sublime, and his try proved to be the difference. England will be left to rue the fact that had they kept 15 men on the pitch at all times, their late surge might just have been a winning one.
Premier League, you're having a laugh.
If there is one man who will be delighted with this weekend's footballing action, it is Sir Alex Ferguson. Without having played in the Premier League, Manchester United have tightened their grip on the trophy. Chelsea had to leave it late to keep their remote chances alive, whilst Aston Villa threw away 2 points at Villa Park, but the big news comes from the Riverside Stadium where Liverpool showed the ruthlessness of a Paul Scholes challenge in succumbing to a 2-0 defeat at the hands of Middlesbrough.
Liverpool dominated the opening proceedings and had a number of chances after Xabi Alonso's own goal, but the truth is that the winning margin could have been even greater for a Middlesbrough side who wouldn't be half bad at home if they could always attract larger attendances at the Riverside. Liverpool fans may well have taken a 1-0 win in the League rather than their win at Real Madrid, but Europe looks to be the focal point of yet another season. One thing is for sure - those fans longing for a league triumph now appear to have been put out of their misery for another year, thanks to Sanli Tuncay.
Spurs pay the penalty.
Sunday's Carling Cup Final was a brilliant game despite the goalless scoreline. Both teams had a go in an opening and entertaining game and both had chances to win it. Aaron Lennon was inspired for Tottenham Hotspur, and was only denied by a top-class Ben Foster save in the closing stages of normal time at Wembley. Lennon should be disappointed with his end product though, as too many times he worked himself into decent positions and failed to produce one worthy cross.
Cristiano Ronaldo, on the other hand, was nowhere near his best but showed why he is the reigning World Player of the Year in stoppage time, hammering a sweet strike against the post. Extra-time was a predictably dull affair, and whilst penalties is a lottery, United's takers were much more confident, inspired by Ryan Giggs' stunning effort to kick things off. United now have two of a possible five trophies. That is a long way off, of course, but Ferguson will wake up on Monday morning with a smile on his face, and there is no reason why he shouldn't.
Ashes nations face difficult final days.
England's cricketers have endured a terrible weekend at the hands of an assured West Indies display. Ramnarest Sarwan, in the form of his life even before he began his majestic innings at the Kensington Oval in Barbados, was the catalyst in leading the Windies past a first innings target of 600. A stunning 291 for Sarwan was ably backed up by Ramdin (166) and Chanderpaul (70) as England's lack of a strike bowler in the absence of Andrew Flintoff was brutally exposed. England now need to bat through most of the final day to avoid an unlikely defeat, and the West Indies will be confident of going into the final Test needing only a draw to secure the series victory.
I've also been keeping an eye on South Africa v Australia in Johannesburg, an altogether more entertaining and exciting Test Match. South Africa's fielding heroics on day 4 and a solid start from openers Neil McKenzie and Graeme Smith have ensured an enthralling final day on Monday. Set a world record target of 454 to win, South Africa ended the fourth day on 178-2, needing 276 to win. With less than 100 overs to face, the Proteas need to score at an average of just over 2.8 per over for another famous victory in this latest clash between the world's two best (and by quite some distance) Test nations.
Thursday, 26 February 2009
A Real shocker.
England-4, Italy (and Spain)-0.
So, all my talk of England's elite looking forward to this week's Champion's League games with trepidation has proved totally unfounded. It's been a very good couple of nights for the English clubs, but there is still a lot of work to be done. First up, on Tuesday, were Manchester United in Milan and Arsenal at home to Roma. United should, and probably will, be feeling that they should be ahead in their tie with Internazionale. They dominated for long periods and had a number of very good chances. Ryan Giggs', in particular, was one that the Welsh wizard should have done better with. Inter rarely threatened, but did show at times that they have quality at their disposal; and with Sr. Mourinho at the helm I expect a nervy night at Old Trafford in two weeks time.
Arsenal will also be sensing opportunities missed. Roma rarely had a sniff, and Arsenal should really have snatched another goal or two. I highlighted their profligacy in front of goal in recent times, and that trend continued on Tuesday. However, they got the goal advantage and didn't concede, so they should go to Rome confident of shutting Spalletti's men out. Sounds easier than it is, though. I don't expect Roma to be as poor as they were at the Emirates in front of their home fans, but I do expect Arsenal to have enough quality to edge this one.
Wednesday, conversely, saw less dominance for the English clubs, but arguably two better results. Chelsea scored early against Juventus at Stamford Bridge, and appeared to sit back a little after that. Guus Hiddink was understandably frustrated at Chelsea's response to going ahead, and Juve will feel a bit disappointed at not having grabbed a crucial away goal. Again, Chelsea won't have it all their own way in Italy, but I fear Pavel Nedved's dream of ending his career with a Champion's League triumph might just be over in a couple of weeks.
And so to the Bernabeu, where Liverpool secured a memorable win against the might of Real Madrid. Ok, Real weren't exactly mighty, but it was still another brilliant win for Rafael Benitez to add to his scrapbook. Apart from the odd flash of brilliance from Arjen Robben, Real simply didn't show up. Liverpool, meanwhile, set about harassing and closing down their opponents at every opportunity. It worked, and although the free kick Heinze gave away was disgraceful, and the marking was non-existant, Fabio Aurelio's sweetly struck free was well headed by Yossi Benayoun past Iker Casillas, and Liverpool had the vital away goal. Only a fool would write Real Madrid off, but if Gerrard and Torres are fit it will take a monumental effort for them to turn this tie around at Anfield.
Banker of the Week (II).
Harry Redknapp and Martin O'Neill have, perhaps understandably, insisted that they will play weakened sides in tonight's UEFA Cups ties with Shakhtar Donetsk and CSKA Moscow respectively. Redknapp is clearly focussed on Premiership survival, and will almost certainly have an eye on Sunday's Carling Cup Final against Manchester United. O'Neill has the luxury of concentrating on something much more lucrative - Champion's League football. For those Villa fans who have made the trek to the plastic pitch of the Luzhniki Stadium in Moscow, and the Spurs fans intent on attending the Lane, I would have advised you to spend your money more wisely.
Mark Hughes has different views on this competition. Manchester City will want to make some sort of statement of intent in Europe - their summer transfer dealings may well be a little smoother if they can do so. Hughes should field his stongest XI against FC Copenhagen tonight, and they should have more than enough to see off the Danes. Thus, that brings me (belatedly) to only my second ever Banker of the Week. A £5 treble with William Hill on CSKA (8/13), Man City (1/2) and Shakhtar (7/5) will return just less than £30. For the adventurous among you, chuck in Hull City at 11/10 and the same stake will return just over £60.
Woods to face the new pretender?
Tiger Woods' much awaited comeback took place yesterday at the World Match Play Championship in Arizona yesterday. And it wouldn't be a Tiger Woods comeback if he didn't win; he duly did. Woods plays South Africa's Tim Clark, and should he progress a mouthwatering match-up with Northern Ireland's very own golfing superstar, Rory McIlroy (who plays Hunter Mahan today), is in the offing. If both players win today, I'm backing McIlroy to upset the world number 1, who looked a little bit rusty yesterday and struggled a little to close out the match. McIlroy's odds of 33/1 look very appealing, and are obviously due to the fact that he would play Woods next. A few quid on that would make things interesting, and I don't expect to see better odds than that for McIlroy for the rest of this year, majors included.
So, all my talk of England's elite looking forward to this week's Champion's League games with trepidation has proved totally unfounded. It's been a very good couple of nights for the English clubs, but there is still a lot of work to be done. First up, on Tuesday, were Manchester United in Milan and Arsenal at home to Roma. United should, and probably will, be feeling that they should be ahead in their tie with Internazionale. They dominated for long periods and had a number of very good chances. Ryan Giggs', in particular, was one that the Welsh wizard should have done better with. Inter rarely threatened, but did show at times that they have quality at their disposal; and with Sr. Mourinho at the helm I expect a nervy night at Old Trafford in two weeks time.
Arsenal will also be sensing opportunities missed. Roma rarely had a sniff, and Arsenal should really have snatched another goal or two. I highlighted their profligacy in front of goal in recent times, and that trend continued on Tuesday. However, they got the goal advantage and didn't concede, so they should go to Rome confident of shutting Spalletti's men out. Sounds easier than it is, though. I don't expect Roma to be as poor as they were at the Emirates in front of their home fans, but I do expect Arsenal to have enough quality to edge this one.
Wednesday, conversely, saw less dominance for the English clubs, but arguably two better results. Chelsea scored early against Juventus at Stamford Bridge, and appeared to sit back a little after that. Guus Hiddink was understandably frustrated at Chelsea's response to going ahead, and Juve will feel a bit disappointed at not having grabbed a crucial away goal. Again, Chelsea won't have it all their own way in Italy, but I fear Pavel Nedved's dream of ending his career with a Champion's League triumph might just be over in a couple of weeks.
And so to the Bernabeu, where Liverpool secured a memorable win against the might of Real Madrid. Ok, Real weren't exactly mighty, but it was still another brilliant win for Rafael Benitez to add to his scrapbook. Apart from the odd flash of brilliance from Arjen Robben, Real simply didn't show up. Liverpool, meanwhile, set about harassing and closing down their opponents at every opportunity. It worked, and although the free kick Heinze gave away was disgraceful, and the marking was non-existant, Fabio Aurelio's sweetly struck free was well headed by Yossi Benayoun past Iker Casillas, and Liverpool had the vital away goal. Only a fool would write Real Madrid off, but if Gerrard and Torres are fit it will take a monumental effort for them to turn this tie around at Anfield.
Banker of the Week (II).
Harry Redknapp and Martin O'Neill have, perhaps understandably, insisted that they will play weakened sides in tonight's UEFA Cups ties with Shakhtar Donetsk and CSKA Moscow respectively. Redknapp is clearly focussed on Premiership survival, and will almost certainly have an eye on Sunday's Carling Cup Final against Manchester United. O'Neill has the luxury of concentrating on something much more lucrative - Champion's League football. For those Villa fans who have made the trek to the plastic pitch of the Luzhniki Stadium in Moscow, and the Spurs fans intent on attending the Lane, I would have advised you to spend your money more wisely.
Mark Hughes has different views on this competition. Manchester City will want to make some sort of statement of intent in Europe - their summer transfer dealings may well be a little smoother if they can do so. Hughes should field his stongest XI against FC Copenhagen tonight, and they should have more than enough to see off the Danes. Thus, that brings me (belatedly) to only my second ever Banker of the Week. A £5 treble with William Hill on CSKA (8/13), Man City (1/2) and Shakhtar (7/5) will return just less than £30. For the adventurous among you, chuck in Hull City at 11/10 and the same stake will return just over £60.
Woods to face the new pretender?
Tiger Woods' much awaited comeback took place yesterday at the World Match Play Championship in Arizona yesterday. And it wouldn't be a Tiger Woods comeback if he didn't win; he duly did. Woods plays South Africa's Tim Clark, and should he progress a mouthwatering match-up with Northern Ireland's very own golfing superstar, Rory McIlroy (who plays Hunter Mahan today), is in the offing. If both players win today, I'm backing McIlroy to upset the world number 1, who looked a little bit rusty yesterday and struggled a little to close out the match. McIlroy's odds of 33/1 look very appealing, and are obviously due to the fact that he would play Woods next. A few quid on that would make things interesting, and I don't expect to see better odds than that for McIlroy for the rest of this year, majors included.
Sunday, 22 February 2009
As mad as a Blatter.
Real test ahead for Liverpool.
It's been a weekend of slightly strange football results across the board. From Barcelona suffering their first home league defeat at the hands of La Liga's bottom club - Espanyol, to Reading losing for only the second time in the Championship at the Madejski stadium. Even Chelsea's 1-0 win at Villa Park was almost unexpected. However, the form of clubs elsewhere in Europe will have England's big guns looking forward with apprehension.
Internazionale won 2-1 at Bologna to keep themselves firmly in control of capturing a fourth successive Serie A title. Next up, of course, is the visit of Manchester United to the San Siro on Tuesday. A tough task has been made even tougher by United's problems at the back, and Sir Alex Ferguson's men will do well to come away with a draw. Chelsea's opponents, Juventus, kept up their pursuit of Inter with a win over Palermo, and a clean sheet is a must for the Blues at Stamford Bridge on Wednesday.
Roma have been struggling in Italy this season, and their away form hasn't been particularly impressive. However, they scraped a 1-0 win over Siena, and will take hope from the fact that Arsenal have only scored six times in the league at the Emirates since October. But looking at Wednesday's horizon with more fear than the rest should be Rafael Benitez.
Liverpool laboured to another under-par home draw on Sunday, struggling to a 1-1 draw with away-day points-dropping specialists, Manchester City. Meanwhile, the night before, Real Madrid dismantled Real Betis at the Bernabeu, Madrid leading 6-1 by half-time. A positive, if you can call it that, is that Real failed to score in the second half. Clutching at straws, yes, but if Liverpool are on the wrong end of a heavy defeat on Wednesday, Rafa may be clutching for more than straws, as Liverpool's season could well have crumbled by then.
Love to say "I told you so".
I'm not the bragging type, but my banker of the week was never in doubt. Whilst England should really have taken out the West Indies' tail-end, credit must go to the hosts, who fought and battled all the way to a brilliant draw. One wicket in hand, only a few overs remaining, and the light fading badly. It was England's to throw away, and they duly did so. Without a fully fit Flintoff, England's attack look short of options, and that will be a big worry if Freddie is still struggling when Australia arrive in the summer.
Andrew Strauss' declaration caused a bit of a stir among a few, but the fact is that the batsmen had done their job of guiding England to a lead of 500 plus, and the bowlers failed to play their part. England have two Tests left in the Caribbean, before the West Indies come to England for two more. With only one-dayers and Twenty20 action before the Ashes series, England must make these next four Tests count if they want to challenge a shaky Australian side.
Football's weak Blatter.
The 'golden goal', the 'silver goal', mandatory bookings for players who have the indecency to celebrate a goal by removing their shirt (even if they have a shirt underneath) or diving into the crowd, and even making the World Cup champions qualify for the next tournament. You would think it would stop there, wouldn't you? Think again, accepting that mistakes are part of the game and so red cards cannot be appealed, women footballers should wear tighter shorts, and half-time intervals should now be 20 minutes rather than 15.
So if I've completely baffled you, the common denominator here is Sepp Blatter. These are a number of examples of his changes and proposed changes to football, with the latest being an extension of the half-time break. Why, Sepp? Why? What use will this be? What are the advantages? I'm glad the FA look set to oppose this ridiculous tinkering of the game. I hope they make Mr. Blatter aware of the fact that football simply doesn't need this, and that perhaps he could look at the use of video technology, or at the confusing offside rule instead. Then again, Mr. Blatter thinks this will help TV stations sell more commercial space. Oh, why didn't you say, Sepp? We'd never have guessed it was all about the money.
It's been a weekend of slightly strange football results across the board. From Barcelona suffering their first home league defeat at the hands of La Liga's bottom club - Espanyol, to Reading losing for only the second time in the Championship at the Madejski stadium. Even Chelsea's 1-0 win at Villa Park was almost unexpected. However, the form of clubs elsewhere in Europe will have England's big guns looking forward with apprehension.
Internazionale won 2-1 at Bologna to keep themselves firmly in control of capturing a fourth successive Serie A title. Next up, of course, is the visit of Manchester United to the San Siro on Tuesday. A tough task has been made even tougher by United's problems at the back, and Sir Alex Ferguson's men will do well to come away with a draw. Chelsea's opponents, Juventus, kept up their pursuit of Inter with a win over Palermo, and a clean sheet is a must for the Blues at Stamford Bridge on Wednesday.
Roma have been struggling in Italy this season, and their away form hasn't been particularly impressive. However, they scraped a 1-0 win over Siena, and will take hope from the fact that Arsenal have only scored six times in the league at the Emirates since October. But looking at Wednesday's horizon with more fear than the rest should be Rafael Benitez.
Liverpool laboured to another under-par home draw on Sunday, struggling to a 1-1 draw with away-day points-dropping specialists, Manchester City. Meanwhile, the night before, Real Madrid dismantled Real Betis at the Bernabeu, Madrid leading 6-1 by half-time. A positive, if you can call it that, is that Real failed to score in the second half. Clutching at straws, yes, but if Liverpool are on the wrong end of a heavy defeat on Wednesday, Rafa may be clutching for more than straws, as Liverpool's season could well have crumbled by then.
Love to say "I told you so".
I'm not the bragging type, but my banker of the week was never in doubt. Whilst England should really have taken out the West Indies' tail-end, credit must go to the hosts, who fought and battled all the way to a brilliant draw. One wicket in hand, only a few overs remaining, and the light fading badly. It was England's to throw away, and they duly did so. Without a fully fit Flintoff, England's attack look short of options, and that will be a big worry if Freddie is still struggling when Australia arrive in the summer.
Andrew Strauss' declaration caused a bit of a stir among a few, but the fact is that the batsmen had done their job of guiding England to a lead of 500 plus, and the bowlers failed to play their part. England have two Tests left in the Caribbean, before the West Indies come to England for two more. With only one-dayers and Twenty20 action before the Ashes series, England must make these next four Tests count if they want to challenge a shaky Australian side.
Football's weak Blatter.
The 'golden goal', the 'silver goal', mandatory bookings for players who have the indecency to celebrate a goal by removing their shirt (even if they have a shirt underneath) or diving into the crowd, and even making the World Cup champions qualify for the next tournament. You would think it would stop there, wouldn't you? Think again, accepting that mistakes are part of the game and so red cards cannot be appealed, women footballers should wear tighter shorts, and half-time intervals should now be 20 minutes rather than 15.
So if I've completely baffled you, the common denominator here is Sepp Blatter. These are a number of examples of his changes and proposed changes to football, with the latest being an extension of the half-time break. Why, Sepp? Why? What use will this be? What are the advantages? I'm glad the FA look set to oppose this ridiculous tinkering of the game. I hope they make Mr. Blatter aware of the fact that football simply doesn't need this, and that perhaps he could look at the use of video technology, or at the confusing offside rule instead. Then again, Mr. Blatter thinks this will help TV stations sell more commercial space. Oh, why didn't you say, Sepp? We'd never have guessed it was all about the money.
Wednesday, 18 February 2009
First lady of football.
West Indies on the brink.
Ok, so my very first banker of the week may have been the biggest non-starter ever. but let me just say that it still may happen. Primarily, there is a supposed 40% chance of rain in Antigua tomorrow. That can mean it will rain for 40% of the day, or there is a 40% chance that one drop of rain will fall. Whilst I'm holding out for the former, I think it is safe to say the latter is more plausible.
Nonetheless, Ramnaresh Sarwan (who looked in pretty decent nick in the first innings - before throwing his wicket away) and Shivnarine Chanderpaul (who I predicted will fancy knuckling down in the first innings - before he was out for 1) seem to have got in. If those two can bat through to lunch and the Windies can survive until tea without losing more than 2 wickets, there might still be a chance (especially with a bit of rain) that the West Indies could scrape a draw. Highly unlikely, I know, but here's hoping you will all be proclaiming my first banker of the week, rather than replacing the 'b' in that phrase with a 'w'. For those of you still interested, latest odds on a draw are 11/4 with Coral.
EDIT: It now seems likely that Andrew Flintoff will be restricted to bowling a few overs today due to a hip injury, if he bowls at all. This may not have any impact on the outcome of this Test, but it does add a little extra pressure to Harmison, Broad and Swann. If Freddie is unable to bowl, it will significantly reduce England's pace attack, as it would to almost any in the world.
United extend lead.
If any of you are wondering, 'why the recent obsession with cricket?', don't worry, it's only been the main topic for a few days as I've been following that "banker". Back to the football, and Manchester United did what we all expected them to do and beat Fulham (with apparent ease) at Old Trafford tonight. While I still believe that the league is not won in February, it is starting to look a little ominous for the rest. I maintain that United haven't been outstanding going forward since their run of clean sheets started. However, they've been nicking goals when needed, and are displaying what they call 'the form of champions'.
It does remain to be seen, however, how they cope with the crowded fixture list coming up - the perils of remaining in four competitions. Chelsea were still in all four at this stage last season, and even their expensively assembled squad ran out of legs - just. On Saturday, Man United can go 8 points clear (9 if you include the superior goal difference) and then the pressure on the rest really starts to mount. It's not over yet, of course, but it will take some turnaround for someone else to beat United to the title.
EDIT: Interesting to see Sir Alex Ferguson rule Chelsea out of the running for the title. He is obviously just stating what most others think, and perhaps he's testing the water for mind games with Hiddink. But to declare it so openly is a bit of a risk (OK, a tiny risk). Ferguson also mentioned that he's be keeping a "wary eye" on Aston Villa, which is great credit for their season so far.
A game of two sexes.
Chauvinists, look away now - they've only gone and let a woman manage a football team! Donna Powell is said to be the first woman to manage a professional or semi-professional team, when she 'bought' the right to lead Fisher Athletic out to play Eastleigh. The Blue Square South game finished 2-1 to Eastleigh, which will have football purists rejoicing.
I'm not going to say if it is right or wrong, but if Match of the Day commentators are anything to go by, she wouldn't have been my first choice. One thing is certain though, Powell has mastered the art of the cliche; "I am no shrinking violet", "do not suffer fools lightly", "playing the game the right way" and "I will be playing ball to feet". Well, not many will be laughing, but is a funny old game.
Ok, so my very first banker of the week may have been the biggest non-starter ever. but let me just say that it still may happen. Primarily, there is a supposed 40% chance of rain in Antigua tomorrow. That can mean it will rain for 40% of the day, or there is a 40% chance that one drop of rain will fall. Whilst I'm holding out for the former, I think it is safe to say the latter is more plausible.
Nonetheless, Ramnaresh Sarwan (who looked in pretty decent nick in the first innings - before throwing his wicket away) and Shivnarine Chanderpaul (who I predicted will fancy knuckling down in the first innings - before he was out for 1) seem to have got in. If those two can bat through to lunch and the Windies can survive until tea without losing more than 2 wickets, there might still be a chance (especially with a bit of rain) that the West Indies could scrape a draw. Highly unlikely, I know, but here's hoping you will all be proclaiming my first banker of the week, rather than replacing the 'b' in that phrase with a 'w'. For those of you still interested, latest odds on a draw are 11/4 with Coral.
EDIT: It now seems likely that Andrew Flintoff will be restricted to bowling a few overs today due to a hip injury, if he bowls at all. This may not have any impact on the outcome of this Test, but it does add a little extra pressure to Harmison, Broad and Swann. If Freddie is unable to bowl, it will significantly reduce England's pace attack, as it would to almost any in the world.
United extend lead.
If any of you are wondering, 'why the recent obsession with cricket?', don't worry, it's only been the main topic for a few days as I've been following that "banker". Back to the football, and Manchester United did what we all expected them to do and beat Fulham (with apparent ease) at Old Trafford tonight. While I still believe that the league is not won in February, it is starting to look a little ominous for the rest. I maintain that United haven't been outstanding going forward since their run of clean sheets started. However, they've been nicking goals when needed, and are displaying what they call 'the form of champions'.
It does remain to be seen, however, how they cope with the crowded fixture list coming up - the perils of remaining in four competitions. Chelsea were still in all four at this stage last season, and even their expensively assembled squad ran out of legs - just. On Saturday, Man United can go 8 points clear (9 if you include the superior goal difference) and then the pressure on the rest really starts to mount. It's not over yet, of course, but it will take some turnaround for someone else to beat United to the title.
EDIT: Interesting to see Sir Alex Ferguson rule Chelsea out of the running for the title. He is obviously just stating what most others think, and perhaps he's testing the water for mind games with Hiddink. But to declare it so openly is a bit of a risk (OK, a tiny risk). Ferguson also mentioned that he's be keeping a "wary eye" on Aston Villa, which is great credit for their season so far.
A game of two sexes.
Chauvinists, look away now - they've only gone and let a woman manage a football team! Donna Powell is said to be the first woman to manage a professional or semi-professional team, when she 'bought' the right to lead Fisher Athletic out to play Eastleigh. The Blue Square South game finished 2-1 to Eastleigh, which will have football purists rejoicing.
I'm not going to say if it is right or wrong, but if Match of the Day commentators are anything to go by, she wouldn't have been my first choice. One thing is certain though, Powell has mastered the art of the cliche; "I am no shrinking violet", "do not suffer fools lightly", "playing the game the right way" and "I will be playing ball to feet". Well, not many will be laughing, but is a funny old game.
Monday, 16 February 2009
England dominate in Antigua.
England build commanding lead.
Alright, alright! Banker of the week I hear you say ... banker!?! Well, I still think it's a banker (sort of), and tomorrow may well prove crucial if the Third Test is to finish as a draw. The pitch is beginning to show some signs of unpredictability, as Flintoff will attest to. The fact that most of the England middle and lower order got out when in an attacking mode though, will offer confidence to the Windies. Shivnarine Chanderpaul, in particular, will relish the chance to get in, knuckle down, and help his team avoid following-on.
Paul Collingwood's knock today was typically battling of the Durham all-rounder. It should ensure he keeps his place for a while at least, but he must carry this form further to make certain a place for this summer's Ashes series. Owais Shah's 57 should make sure he gets another bite, and he will be hoping to quickly forget his lapse in concentration which got him out. In any case, if the Windies can bat through tomorrow, tonight's 11/10 offering is still value enough, especially if the rain comes.
U AvE got to be joking.
The United Arab Emirates have refused to grant Shahar Peer access to the country, undoubtedly due to the recent situation in Palestine. The Israeli was due to play in this week's tournament in Dubai. Peer is obviously very disappointed by this action, and some of her fellow players have been quick to offer their support. Whilst this blog is not the time, nor the place, to discuss the crisis in the Middle East, I think this is a decision which the UAE may well regret.
The Women's Tennis Association have quickly moved to say that Dubai could be removed from the tour list next year; they've broken rules, simple as that. It is a controversial decision; some of you will believe it is the right one, while others will agree that politics should not be brought into sport. Whatever you believe, rules are rules, and one correct decision should be made - Dubai to miss out in 2010.
Sterling return for da Silva.
Arsenal narrowed the number of teams in this year's FA Cup Quarter-Finals down to a mere 13, by beating Cardiff 4-0 earlier. I'm sure many of you will agree with the sentiment that it's great to see Eduardo back in action after an horrendous leg-break a year ago. He scored twice tonight to cap a fine display, and the Emirates faithful certainly showed their support for him. Adebayor hasn't been particularly impressive this season, and Eduardo will give Arsenal further attacking options in closing the gap on the 'big four'.
New season on horizon in Ireland.
Finally, the fixtures for the forthcoming (Daily Star, is it? Or still Eircom? I'm not sure.) League of Ireland season were announced today. Champions Bohemians face an away trip to Oriel Park to face newcomers Dundalk, while Jeff Kenna's first game in charge of St. Patrick's Atletic sees him welcome his previous club Galway United to Richmond Park. 2007 champions Drogheda United face a tough opening fixture, travelling north to take on Derry City at the Brandywell. Sligo Rovers welcome Cork City, and Bray Wanderers v Shamrock Rovers makes up the opening weekend of the new look 10-team league. Some interesting fixtures, I'm sure you'll agree. The league kicks off on Friday, March 6th.
Alright, alright! Banker of the week I hear you say ... banker!?! Well, I still think it's a banker (sort of), and tomorrow may well prove crucial if the Third Test is to finish as a draw. The pitch is beginning to show some signs of unpredictability, as Flintoff will attest to. The fact that most of the England middle and lower order got out when in an attacking mode though, will offer confidence to the Windies. Shivnarine Chanderpaul, in particular, will relish the chance to get in, knuckle down, and help his team avoid following-on.
Paul Collingwood's knock today was typically battling of the Durham all-rounder. It should ensure he keeps his place for a while at least, but he must carry this form further to make certain a place for this summer's Ashes series. Owais Shah's 57 should make sure he gets another bite, and he will be hoping to quickly forget his lapse in concentration which got him out. In any case, if the Windies can bat through tomorrow, tonight's 11/10 offering is still value enough, especially if the rain comes.
U AvE got to be joking.
The United Arab Emirates have refused to grant Shahar Peer access to the country, undoubtedly due to the recent situation in Palestine. The Israeli was due to play in this week's tournament in Dubai. Peer is obviously very disappointed by this action, and some of her fellow players have been quick to offer their support. Whilst this blog is not the time, nor the place, to discuss the crisis in the Middle East, I think this is a decision which the UAE may well regret.
The Women's Tennis Association have quickly moved to say that Dubai could be removed from the tour list next year; they've broken rules, simple as that. It is a controversial decision; some of you will believe it is the right one, while others will agree that politics should not be brought into sport. Whatever you believe, rules are rules, and one correct decision should be made - Dubai to miss out in 2010.
Sterling return for da Silva.
Arsenal narrowed the number of teams in this year's FA Cup Quarter-Finals down to a mere 13, by beating Cardiff 4-0 earlier. I'm sure many of you will agree with the sentiment that it's great to see Eduardo back in action after an horrendous leg-break a year ago. He scored twice tonight to cap a fine display, and the Emirates faithful certainly showed their support for him. Adebayor hasn't been particularly impressive this season, and Eduardo will give Arsenal further attacking options in closing the gap on the 'big four'.
New season on horizon in Ireland.
Finally, the fixtures for the forthcoming (Daily Star, is it? Or still Eircom? I'm not sure.) League of Ireland season were announced today. Champions Bohemians face an away trip to Oriel Park to face newcomers Dundalk, while Jeff Kenna's first game in charge of St. Patrick's Atletic sees him welcome his previous club Galway United to Richmond Park. 2007 champions Drogheda United face a tough opening fixture, travelling north to take on Derry City at the Brandywell. Sligo Rovers welcome Cork City, and Bray Wanderers v Shamrock Rovers makes up the opening weekend of the new look 10-team league. Some interesting fixtures, I'm sure you'll agree. The league kicks off on Friday, March 6th.
Sunday, 15 February 2009
Win, lose or FA Cup draw.
You may be wondering where the latest update is, with a bumper weekend of sport still ongoing. Fear not, it's here. Before I start, a thank you to everyone who has offered up invaluable advice. I will endeavour to take it all on board, but please keep the feedback and comments coming. Cheers.
Overloaded FA Cup draw awaits.
Saturday gave the term 'FA Cup Draw' a whole new meaning - eight teams have to do it all over again. With the slight possibility of another draw today at Pride Park and the fact that Arsenal and Cardiff have yet to complete their fourth round tie (Burnley await the winners), we already have a guaranteed 14 teams in tonight's quarter-final draw. We may even be faced with the prospect of having 15 teams gunning for 8 places, something which can't happen too often.
Meanwhile, in the Premier League, Portsmouth got back to winning ways for the first time since the end of November. Caretaker boss Paul Hart says he is only concentrating on the next game. My reading of the situation is that Hart might remain until the end of the season. Otherwise, the shrewd appointment of Brian Kidd will simply have been needless. Portsmouth's next seven games include matches with Stoke (a), Middlesbrough (a), Hull (a), West Brom (h) and Bolton (h). I expect them to have enough quality to climb away from the dogfight below, and Portsmouth to stick with Hart and Kidd until the summer, at least.
Anguish in Antigua.
Friday the 13th probably passed by quietly for most of us. Not for those in Antigua awaiting the Second Test between the Windies and England. After 10 deliveries, it was abundantly clear that the bowler's run-up was unsafe, to say the least. It was a pity. In a part of the world where cricket is paramount, and in a stadium celebrating a legend of the game, Friday's events were farcical. A hastily arranged Third Test has now started, with England making a bright start.
I can't understand, however, the decision to twice put England in to bat after winning the toss. After England's embarrassing First Test collapse, it would have made sense to me for the West Indies to get out and post a decent score, all the while giving England plenty of time to reflect on their batting. Instead, Chris Gayle has given the English a chance to get out quickly and banish the memory, and England have duly obliged (this time around). It's good to see that the selectors, however, have not found any reason to bring Ian Bell back, and Owais Shah will get his chance. With the pitch offering little for the bowlers, and rain forecast over the next few days, the 5/6 being offered by Boylesports makes that my first Banker of the Week.
Murray's mint performance.
Tennis now, and Andy Murray has beaten an obviously distressed Rafael Nadal in the final of the creatively named World Tennis Tournament in Rotterdam. Nadal was clearly injured and stuggling in the final set, Murray winning 6-3 4-6 6-0. It's a pity to see Nadal hurt, but testament to his character that he stayed out and fought all the way. Murray, meanwhile, is impressing time after time this season. Nadal will be strong favourite at Roland Garros, but he and Roger Federer will rightly be worrying about Murray's form should it continue towards Wimbledon and the US Open.
Two Nations continues.
England may have been heavily criticised for their performance against Italy, but they showed a lot of spirit in yesterday's RBS Six Nations clash with Wales at Cardiff's Millennium Stadium. Wales' class told in the end, but it offers some much needed encouragement for Martin Johnson and his men. Scotland lost in Paris, another fighting display, and they will offer plenty of resistance for the rest of the tournament. And Ireland saw off a distinctly average Italian side in Rome, bringing to conclusion another weekend that suggests the clash between Wales and Ireland in Cardiff may well decide who this year's champions will be.
So, another substantial if unspectacular sporting weekend continues with the Milan derby tonight, after the FA Cup quarter-final draw is made. Last year, I correctly pointed Portsmouth out as potential winners (albeit to a couple of friends), so this year I offer you another outsider - Everton. They've been really impressive of late, and with a bit of luck they could lift the cup for the first time since Paul Rideout's winner in 1995.
Overloaded FA Cup draw awaits.
Saturday gave the term 'FA Cup Draw' a whole new meaning - eight teams have to do it all over again. With the slight possibility of another draw today at Pride Park and the fact that Arsenal and Cardiff have yet to complete their fourth round tie (Burnley await the winners), we already have a guaranteed 14 teams in tonight's quarter-final draw. We may even be faced with the prospect of having 15 teams gunning for 8 places, something which can't happen too often.
Meanwhile, in the Premier League, Portsmouth got back to winning ways for the first time since the end of November. Caretaker boss Paul Hart says he is only concentrating on the next game. My reading of the situation is that Hart might remain until the end of the season. Otherwise, the shrewd appointment of Brian Kidd will simply have been needless. Portsmouth's next seven games include matches with Stoke (a), Middlesbrough (a), Hull (a), West Brom (h) and Bolton (h). I expect them to have enough quality to climb away from the dogfight below, and Portsmouth to stick with Hart and Kidd until the summer, at least.
Anguish in Antigua.
Friday the 13th probably passed by quietly for most of us. Not for those in Antigua awaiting the Second Test between the Windies and England. After 10 deliveries, it was abundantly clear that the bowler's run-up was unsafe, to say the least. It was a pity. In a part of the world where cricket is paramount, and in a stadium celebrating a legend of the game, Friday's events were farcical. A hastily arranged Third Test has now started, with England making a bright start.
I can't understand, however, the decision to twice put England in to bat after winning the toss. After England's embarrassing First Test collapse, it would have made sense to me for the West Indies to get out and post a decent score, all the while giving England plenty of time to reflect on their batting. Instead, Chris Gayle has given the English a chance to get out quickly and banish the memory, and England have duly obliged (this time around). It's good to see that the selectors, however, have not found any reason to bring Ian Bell back, and Owais Shah will get his chance. With the pitch offering little for the bowlers, and rain forecast over the next few days, the 5/6 being offered by Boylesports makes that my first Banker of the Week.
Murray's mint performance.
Tennis now, and Andy Murray has beaten an obviously distressed Rafael Nadal in the final of the creatively named World Tennis Tournament in Rotterdam. Nadal was clearly injured and stuggling in the final set, Murray winning 6-3 4-6 6-0. It's a pity to see Nadal hurt, but testament to his character that he stayed out and fought all the way. Murray, meanwhile, is impressing time after time this season. Nadal will be strong favourite at Roland Garros, but he and Roger Federer will rightly be worrying about Murray's form should it continue towards Wimbledon and the US Open.
Two Nations continues.
England may have been heavily criticised for their performance against Italy, but they showed a lot of spirit in yesterday's RBS Six Nations clash with Wales at Cardiff's Millennium Stadium. Wales' class told in the end, but it offers some much needed encouragement for Martin Johnson and his men. Scotland lost in Paris, another fighting display, and they will offer plenty of resistance for the rest of the tournament. And Ireland saw off a distinctly average Italian side in Rome, bringing to conclusion another weekend that suggests the clash between Wales and Ireland in Cardiff may well decide who this year's champions will be.
So, another substantial if unspectacular sporting weekend continues with the Milan derby tonight, after the FA Cup quarter-final draw is made. Last year, I correctly pointed Portsmouth out as potential winners (albeit to a couple of friends), so this year I offer you another outsider - Everton. They've been really impressive of late, and with a bit of luck they could lift the cup for the first time since Paul Rideout's winner in 1995.
Thursday, 12 February 2009
Good week, bad week.
The luck of the Irish.
It may not have been plain sailing, but the Republic of Ireland last night secured another vital 3 points in their World Cup 2010 qualifying group, thanks to a debateable (at best) penalty. The Irish are now joint top of the group with Italy, and the World Champions will, most certainly, be looking over their shoulders.
Next up for Ireland is Bulgaria at Croke Park at the end of March. When this group was drawn, many Irish fans looked at this fixture as a must-win if they were to finish second in the group and secure a play-off place. Now, however, beat Bulgaria and Ireland can travel to the south-eastern city of Bari knowing that a point would almost make them favourites to win the group outright and book their (economy class) seats on the plane to South Africa.
It's still a big ask of Trappatoni's men, but after their best ever start to a World Cup qualifying campaign, expectations are beginning to soar. One thing is sure, though - Ireland need to stop conceding silly early or needless late goals, particularly the latter. With a world-class goalkeeper, a potentially solid back four, and ten points out of twelve in the bank, Irish fans can at least begin to dream.
Bad week for England.
Whilst the Irish have enjoyed a great sporting week, the same can not be applied to England. The win over Italy in the Six Nations has been heavily criticised by many, although that performance was as good as a World Cup win in relation to the cricketers' embarassing collapse against the West Indies. The footballers didn't fare much better, with a comprehensive defeat at the hands of European Champions, Spain. On the bright side, the cricket and rugby teams have the opportunity to begin rectifying things this weekend.
First up are the cricketers, who begin their second Test Match tomorrow in Antigua. With the possible exceptions of Andrew Flintoff and the somewhat imperious Kevin Pietersen, England seem to be lacking any sort of inspiration. It will be interesting to see whether Ian Bell keeps his place at number three, with Owais Shah (rightly) breathing down his neck. Since falling one short of a maiden double-century against South Africa at Lord's last summer, Bell has failed spectacularly on a number of occasions. I won't be overly surprised if Bell is named in the team tomorrow, but at least one change will be needed, and it could (perhaps should) be Ian Bell.
On Saturday, England's rugby team travel to Cardiff's Millennium Stadium to take on an impressive Wales team. England won't be heavily fancied for this one, and Martin Johnson said earlier in the week that not much will be expected of them. Try telling that to the tens of thousands who got sucked into World Cup fever in 2003, and again in 2007, Martin. In case Mr. Johnson hasn't realised yet (I'm sure he has, really), England fans are always expectant. After Saturday, England travel to Croke Park two weeks later. With Ireland expected to beat Italy on Sunday, lose against Wales and England's Six Nations campaign for 2009 may well be over.
Not much can really be said about England's footballers' performance last night. They played well in patches, and David Beckham's second-half showing may give England fans belief that he is still capable of performing at the very top level. Quite simply, England were taught a lesson by an admittedly brilliant Spanish team. While England struggle to find a permanent goalkeeper, for example, the Spanish boast Jose Reina, as backup to Iker Casillas. Fabio Capello won't be too worried about last night's defeat, but for the English sporting all-rounder, it brought to an end a frustrating week.
Nadal slams doping rules.
Finally, a word on Rafael Nadal's rant about the stringent anti-doping rules in tennis. For those of you unaware of the process, each player must state where they will be for one hour of every day, so they can be selected for random tests. If a player misses three of these tests in 18 months, they may face a suspension. You may agree with Nadal that these rules are over the top, but with career earnings already surpassing $22 million, and approaching $1.5 million for the year, surely he should be privileged to be in the position that he is. You are a professional Rafa, start acting like it.
It may not have been plain sailing, but the Republic of Ireland last night secured another vital 3 points in their World Cup 2010 qualifying group, thanks to a debateable (at best) penalty. The Irish are now joint top of the group with Italy, and the World Champions will, most certainly, be looking over their shoulders.
Next up for Ireland is Bulgaria at Croke Park at the end of March. When this group was drawn, many Irish fans looked at this fixture as a must-win if they were to finish second in the group and secure a play-off place. Now, however, beat Bulgaria and Ireland can travel to the south-eastern city of Bari knowing that a point would almost make them favourites to win the group outright and book their (economy class) seats on the plane to South Africa.
It's still a big ask of Trappatoni's men, but after their best ever start to a World Cup qualifying campaign, expectations are beginning to soar. One thing is sure, though - Ireland need to stop conceding silly early or needless late goals, particularly the latter. With a world-class goalkeeper, a potentially solid back four, and ten points out of twelve in the bank, Irish fans can at least begin to dream.
Bad week for England.
Whilst the Irish have enjoyed a great sporting week, the same can not be applied to England. The win over Italy in the Six Nations has been heavily criticised by many, although that performance was as good as a World Cup win in relation to the cricketers' embarassing collapse against the West Indies. The footballers didn't fare much better, with a comprehensive defeat at the hands of European Champions, Spain. On the bright side, the cricket and rugby teams have the opportunity to begin rectifying things this weekend.
First up are the cricketers, who begin their second Test Match tomorrow in Antigua. With the possible exceptions of Andrew Flintoff and the somewhat imperious Kevin Pietersen, England seem to be lacking any sort of inspiration. It will be interesting to see whether Ian Bell keeps his place at number three, with Owais Shah (rightly) breathing down his neck. Since falling one short of a maiden double-century against South Africa at Lord's last summer, Bell has failed spectacularly on a number of occasions. I won't be overly surprised if Bell is named in the team tomorrow, but at least one change will be needed, and it could (perhaps should) be Ian Bell.
On Saturday, England's rugby team travel to Cardiff's Millennium Stadium to take on an impressive Wales team. England won't be heavily fancied for this one, and Martin Johnson said earlier in the week that not much will be expected of them. Try telling that to the tens of thousands who got sucked into World Cup fever in 2003, and again in 2007, Martin. In case Mr. Johnson hasn't realised yet (I'm sure he has, really), England fans are always expectant. After Saturday, England travel to Croke Park two weeks later. With Ireland expected to beat Italy on Sunday, lose against Wales and England's Six Nations campaign for 2009 may well be over.
Not much can really be said about England's footballers' performance last night. They played well in patches, and David Beckham's second-half showing may give England fans belief that he is still capable of performing at the very top level. Quite simply, England were taught a lesson by an admittedly brilliant Spanish team. While England struggle to find a permanent goalkeeper, for example, the Spanish boast Jose Reina, as backup to Iker Casillas. Fabio Capello won't be too worried about last night's defeat, but for the English sporting all-rounder, it brought to an end a frustrating week.
Nadal slams doping rules.
Finally, a word on Rafael Nadal's rant about the stringent anti-doping rules in tennis. For those of you unaware of the process, each player must state where they will be for one hour of every day, so they can be selected for random tests. If a player misses three of these tests in 18 months, they may face a suspension. You may agree with Nadal that these rules are over the top, but with career earnings already surpassing $22 million, and approaching $1.5 million for the year, surely he should be privileged to be in the position that he is. You are a professional Rafa, start acting like it.
Tuesday, 10 February 2009
Chelsea to appoint Hiddink?
From Russia with love.
So, Guus Hiddink now seems likely to step into the Chelsea breach, after his agent vehemently denied claims that the Russia boss would take the job. But the twist is that he'll take temporary charge until the conclusion of this season, combining his international management with the job at Stamford Bridge. Which leads me to ask; 'What is the point of all this?'
It had been claimed in some quarters that Luiz Felipe Scolari, sacked yesterday, took control of an increasingly aging squad. He wasn't heavily backed in the transfer market, and his agent even suggested today that Roman Abramovich's failure to help him capture Robinho was one of the main factors behind his apparent 'failure'. Whether this was a telling factor or not is unknown, but what can change under Hiddink?
Obviously, Hiddink won't be able to sign players (whilst loan deals seem unlikely) and he'll have no say in future transfer dealings. In effect, Chelsea have sacked one manager in order to replace him with a man who will be severely restricted. Furthermore, at the cost of paying off the remainder of Scolari's contract, one must ask whether it really is a risk worth taking.
There shouldn't be too many problems with Hiddink combining both roles - Azerbaijan (h) and Liechenstein (a) in the space of four days are the only games he'll be required for by Russia. It remains to be seen whether the dismissal of Scolari and subsequent (impending) appointment of Hiddink will launch Chelsea towards an assault on three trophies. Should they claim at least two of these, Roman Abramovich will be declared a genius. If they win nothing, at the end of the season as Hiddink goes off to prepare for Finland (a), we may be asking; 'What was the point of all that?'
The Irish Rovers
As Republic of Ireland prepare to face Georgia at Croke Park tomorrow night, Giovanni Trappatoni has confirmed Blackburn's Keith Andrews will make his first competitive start for his country, with Darron Gibson missing out. Alongside Glenn Whelan in midfield, the Irish still seem to lack a bit of steel in that area. However, with both playing regular football in the Premiership, expectations will be high in D3. Damien Duff appears to be hitting form with Newcastle, and Robbie Keane will welcome a break from his recent tribulations on Merseyside. Following the Irish victory over France on Saturday in the Six Nations, a win tomorrow night will cap a fine week for the boys in green.
So, Guus Hiddink now seems likely to step into the Chelsea breach, after his agent vehemently denied claims that the Russia boss would take the job. But the twist is that he'll take temporary charge until the conclusion of this season, combining his international management with the job at Stamford Bridge. Which leads me to ask; 'What is the point of all this?'
It had been claimed in some quarters that Luiz Felipe Scolari, sacked yesterday, took control of an increasingly aging squad. He wasn't heavily backed in the transfer market, and his agent even suggested today that Roman Abramovich's failure to help him capture Robinho was one of the main factors behind his apparent 'failure'. Whether this was a telling factor or not is unknown, but what can change under Hiddink?
Obviously, Hiddink won't be able to sign players (whilst loan deals seem unlikely) and he'll have no say in future transfer dealings. In effect, Chelsea have sacked one manager in order to replace him with a man who will be severely restricted. Furthermore, at the cost of paying off the remainder of Scolari's contract, one must ask whether it really is a risk worth taking.
There shouldn't be too many problems with Hiddink combining both roles - Azerbaijan (h) and Liechenstein (a) in the space of four days are the only games he'll be required for by Russia. It remains to be seen whether the dismissal of Scolari and subsequent (impending) appointment of Hiddink will launch Chelsea towards an assault on three trophies. Should they claim at least two of these, Roman Abramovich will be declared a genius. If they win nothing, at the end of the season as Hiddink goes off to prepare for Finland (a), we may be asking; 'What was the point of all that?'
The Irish Rovers
As Republic of Ireland prepare to face Georgia at Croke Park tomorrow night, Giovanni Trappatoni has confirmed Blackburn's Keith Andrews will make his first competitive start for his country, with Darron Gibson missing out. Alongside Glenn Whelan in midfield, the Irish still seem to lack a bit of steel in that area. However, with both playing regular football in the Premiership, expectations will be high in D3. Damien Duff appears to be hitting form with Newcastle, and Robbie Keane will welcome a break from his recent tribulations on Merseyside. Following the Irish victory over France on Saturday in the Six Nations, a win tomorrow night will cap a fine week for the boys in green.
Monday, 9 February 2009
The season starts here.
Kill Phil
Some will claim that it was coming, but today's sacking of Luiz Felipe Scolari is likely to have come as a shock to many. Scolari was a breath of fresh air in the Premiership - his post-match interviews highlighting his honest and integrity. Scolari told it how it was, rather than attempt to blame lacklustre results on poor refereeing or bad luck. But it's not honesty that keeps a Premiership manager in the job. After a bright start, and a number of Deco-inspired performances, things began to sour for the Brazilian. With Deco going missing some time around November, and little inspiration up top for the Blues, not even several classy performances from Lampard could paper over the cracks.
Saturday's goalless home draw with Hull signalled the end for 'Big Phil'. Liverpool and Arsenal fans may have a little sympathy for Scolari, given their respective home performances against the Tigers. The fact is that Chelsea, for the second season in a row, face the run-in with a new manager at the helm. Ray Wilkins takes over as interim boss, and he seems to be a savvy enough guy to eek out a couple of decent results. But I wonder if Chelsea fans will be confident in appointing a manager who will take them as close as Avram Grant did last season? Perhaps Grant'll be back this season, and every other season from February onwards, as club owners grow more intolerant of a run of bad results (except Steve Gibson, of course).
West Ham have warned Chelsea off Zola, Hiddink's agent says he won't be next in the hotseat, and Rijkaard seems to have been installed as this evening's favourite for the job. An interesting outsider is Roberto Di Matteo, who has been doing well at MK Dons. Regardless of who steps in, immediate success will be required. Roman hasn't spent all the money for nothing, y'know? Although it seems the panic button has been pressed a little too soon, Scolari, like Grant, had one major flaw - they just weren't Jose Mourinho.
Adams and Leave
At the other end of the table, today's first casualty was Tony Adams. Adams can have little to complain about. As Sammy Lee, Paul Ince et al can testify, chairmen are no longer willing to allow time for a manager to settle in the Premiership (step forward again, Mr. Gibson). Tony Adams may have had the backing of the fans, but two wins since taking over is relegation form in anyone's book. There is no secret that Sacha Gaydamak wants rid of the club, and I'm sure this was the main reasoning behind Adams' departure. Simple maths leads us to the conclusion that selling a Championship club is likely to be much more difficult than selling a Premiership club. That risk had to be addressed, and Adams was the risk.
Avram Grant is an early contender to take over from Adams, whilst Alan Curbishley did little to deny the fact he might be interested during Sunday night's 'Match of the Day 2'. Whoever comes in will, and should believe, that they are inheriting a squad good enough to stay up. The loss of Jermaine Defoe to Tottenham is the only drawback, and if Pompey are to stay up then the form of Crouch and Nugent will prove crucial.
So, will this lead to a collective pressing of panic-buttons in the Premiership? That remains to be seen, but Gareth Southgate must be finally beginning to wonder if/when Middlesbrough have had enough. Either way, for those clubs attempting to salvage their campaigns, the season starts here.
Some will claim that it was coming, but today's sacking of Luiz Felipe Scolari is likely to have come as a shock to many. Scolari was a breath of fresh air in the Premiership - his post-match interviews highlighting his honest and integrity. Scolari told it how it was, rather than attempt to blame lacklustre results on poor refereeing or bad luck. But it's not honesty that keeps a Premiership manager in the job. After a bright start, and a number of Deco-inspired performances, things began to sour for the Brazilian. With Deco going missing some time around November, and little inspiration up top for the Blues, not even several classy performances from Lampard could paper over the cracks.
Saturday's goalless home draw with Hull signalled the end for 'Big Phil'. Liverpool and Arsenal fans may have a little sympathy for Scolari, given their respective home performances against the Tigers. The fact is that Chelsea, for the second season in a row, face the run-in with a new manager at the helm. Ray Wilkins takes over as interim boss, and he seems to be a savvy enough guy to eek out a couple of decent results. But I wonder if Chelsea fans will be confident in appointing a manager who will take them as close as Avram Grant did last season? Perhaps Grant'll be back this season, and every other season from February onwards, as club owners grow more intolerant of a run of bad results (except Steve Gibson, of course).
West Ham have warned Chelsea off Zola, Hiddink's agent says he won't be next in the hotseat, and Rijkaard seems to have been installed as this evening's favourite for the job. An interesting outsider is Roberto Di Matteo, who has been doing well at MK Dons. Regardless of who steps in, immediate success will be required. Roman hasn't spent all the money for nothing, y'know? Although it seems the panic button has been pressed a little too soon, Scolari, like Grant, had one major flaw - they just weren't Jose Mourinho.
Adams and Leave
At the other end of the table, today's first casualty was Tony Adams. Adams can have little to complain about. As Sammy Lee, Paul Ince et al can testify, chairmen are no longer willing to allow time for a manager to settle in the Premiership (step forward again, Mr. Gibson). Tony Adams may have had the backing of the fans, but two wins since taking over is relegation form in anyone's book. There is no secret that Sacha Gaydamak wants rid of the club, and I'm sure this was the main reasoning behind Adams' departure. Simple maths leads us to the conclusion that selling a Championship club is likely to be much more difficult than selling a Premiership club. That risk had to be addressed, and Adams was the risk.
Avram Grant is an early contender to take over from Adams, whilst Alan Curbishley did little to deny the fact he might be interested during Sunday night's 'Match of the Day 2'. Whoever comes in will, and should believe, that they are inheriting a squad good enough to stay up. The loss of Jermaine Defoe to Tottenham is the only drawback, and if Pompey are to stay up then the form of Crouch and Nugent will prove crucial.
So, will this lead to a collective pressing of panic-buttons in the Premiership? That remains to be seen, but Gareth Southgate must be finally beginning to wonder if/when Middlesbrough have had enough. Either way, for those clubs attempting to salvage their campaigns, the season starts here.
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Obviously (or perhaps not), football shall be the main underlying theme in this blog. If you really can't stand overpaid prima donnas (tongue firmly in cheek), fear not, as I will also be offering insight into sports such as cricket, rugby, snooker, athletics, tennis, golf, boxing and darts. This list is not exhaustive, and if there's a sporting story worth mentioning, I will try to oblige.
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As I become more used to this, I hope to add new features to the blog. Again, all suggestions are welcome. So, please sit back, relax, and try to enjoy this blog. Most importantly of all, however, if you do happen to enjoy this, please come back. If you can handle it...
Obviously (or perhaps not), football shall be the main underlying theme in this blog. If you really can't stand overpaid prima donnas (tongue firmly in cheek), fear not, as I will also be offering insight into sports such as cricket, rugby, snooker, athletics, tennis, golf, boxing and darts. This list is not exhaustive, and if there's a sporting story worth mentioning, I will try to oblige.
Of course, not all of you will agree with what I have to say. If this is the case, please let me know. I welcome any sort of criticism, or maybe your thoughts on a particular issue. Especially throughout my "first tentative steps into journalism", I would be deeply grateful for any sort of feedback.
As I become more used to this, I hope to add new features to the blog. Again, all suggestions are welcome. So, please sit back, relax, and try to enjoy this blog. Most importantly of all, however, if you do happen to enjoy this, please come back. If you can handle it...
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