Tuesday, 30 June 2009

Vaughany


Very occasionally I jump across sports. I thought it was worth noting that England's most successful captain, Michael Vaughan, has retired from the first class game. Only Athers captained England more but Vaughan captained England to 26 wins (14 draws and only 11 losses) in his 51 tests. As well as the obvious Ashes victory in 2005, he led England to six successive series wins (something that I growing up in the Gooch/Atherton/Hussain years was almost unthinkable).

I've seen him bat a few times for England. Against India, a couple of years ago, I saw him at The Oval and he scratched along to (off the top of my head) 41 or 42. However, at some point in the 30s, he hit two magnificent cover drives one after the other. I can't think of a player who plays the shot better and the reaction of the Oval crowd was not applause or cheering but a sensual ''oooooooh''. The crowd as one ''ooooohed''. Wonderful stuff (and he explains the shot through here).

His test average was a pretty decent 41 (I remember my father once told me that a proper Test batsmen should average at least 40). In his non-captaincy tests, he averaged over 50. In 82 tests, he hit 18 hundreds. For a short while, he was simply astonishing. In the early years of this decade, getting runs against Australia was difficult as they were the pre-eminent team in world cricket. Vaughan managed to knock three centuries in four matches against Warne, McGrath and co (177, 145 and 183). The figures don't tell the story. There are a few players in every generation whose batting moves from simple sport to being an art in and of itself. Vaughan's batting deserves that accolade.

A top player, a top captain and the brain behind the 2005 Ashes win. Thanks for the memories, Michael.

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Sunday, 28 June 2009

Cross-Sport Coaching

An interesting story from a few weeks ago here. John McCloskey is, from all accounts, an innovative coach and as he's worked with Wasps before they know what they are getting. I've thought about this before.

If I was a rugby coach, I'd be straight on the phone to the Ozzie Rules boys and get my team working with whoever teaches these lads to catch a high ball under pressure. Obviously, elsewhere in rugby, certain things from rugby league (the ability to break tackles; the ability to pass the ball out of the tackle; certain defensive systems) are hugely valuable in rugby union. Look at the success of Shaun Edwards in union* despite a league background.

Indeed, Edwards has pioneered the stealing of tactics from across sports. He has adapted some wrestling and American football drills into his coaching. Many football managers are looking at things like Moneyball to see if football coaching (or, more correctly, evaluation of talent) can be improved. This Magpie approach is useful for any number of reasons.

Sir Clive Woodward was another pioneer - bringing in army trainers, bringing in vision awareness coaches so the players could see more on the periphery of the pitch (and the result.... more successful cross-field kicks). I can only imagine 'Side of Beef' Redknapp's reaction to the idea of a vision awareness coach when Sir Clive worked with him at Southampton...

Many sports steal from athletics (the ''explosiveness training'' that sees playes running with weights on their legs; or with mini-parachutes on their back). In a similar vein, remember the Brazilian footballers jumping up and down in the swimming pool**? How we laughed... but I'd imagine that sort of thing is a) fun b) breaks up training c) jumping up and down in water may well help you when jumping out of water (no resistance, see).

Where else could this happen? I'd guess that opening batsmen could tell footballers a few tips about pressure ('penalty kicks? Try facing Shane Warne and Glenn McGrath for a day'). Goalkeepers could do with some training on distribution - especially from expert place kickers in rugby. They could maybe learn something from wicket-keepers too (you very rarely see wicketkeepers diving the wrong way but it seems ok for goalies to do so in penalty shootouts). I'd guess also that footballers could learn rather a lot in terms of movement from things as diverse as ballet and basketball.

Where next for Edwards and co?

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* Although, Edwards was schoolboy captain of both the rugby union and rugby league teams so he wasn't quite the noob people have him down as....

** If Brazil do something when it comes to football, let's not laugh. 5 World Cups to 1 suggests they might be on to something.

Respect the family

Another piece from Tom Mallows from the excellent Post Match Pint.

Footballers and glamorous models perhaps go hand in hand nowadays. The WAG generation now means a footballer’s other half gets as many, if not more, column inches as they do.

This is especially so in the slow summer months when, without a major tournament to focus our minds on (we have all had a go with the Confederations Cup but it hasn’t quite ‘got it’ has it?) the headlines drift towards what a particular WAG is wearing on holiday or some long lense shot of them lying on a beach somewhere.

With pre-season training still a couple of weeks away the new season is still a while away yet, so getting your daily football fix becomes harder and harder. So in my search for REAL football news I stumbled upon a little beauty that you really couldn’t make up.

According to a certain English broadsheet Liverpool’s Nikolay Mihailov (no I hadn’t heard of him either – he is their reserve goalkeeper, apparently*) is currently under armed guard in his native Bulgaria after getting on the wrong side of a well known mafia boss over a glamorous model.

It all started when renowned mafia boss Georgi 'The Head' Stoilov began dating Mihailov’s former girlfriend, model and 2006 playmate of the year, Nikoleta Lozanova. Mihailov, who spent the end of last season on loan at Steve McLaren’s Twente (that’s why we hadn’t heard of him), allegedly decided in his infinite wisdom to taunt Stoilov saying if his new girlfriend was a Ferrari, Lozanove was a broken down Trabant from the old East Germany. Not a good idea.

Mihailov woke up the next day to find his Ferrari (his real car not his girlfriend) had been attacked with acid causing about £17,000 worth of damage. Stoilov and his notorious family – one of the most powerful clans in Bulgaria - are suspected to be involved and Mihailov is currently in hiding deciding his next move.

Well it certainly breaks the monotony of the Ronaldo saga. Get the hell out of there would be my plan.

Until pre-season starts properly, keep an eye on the Premier League odds and start thinking about your first football bet!

* Come on Tom, keep up... His father was a pretty tasty keeper so you should at least recognise the surname!

Saturday, 27 June 2009

The Next Whoever

How many players have been hyped as the next Zidane or the next Maradona or, gulp, the next Pele? I can think of rather a few.

The Next Zidane mantle has been thrust towards some wonderfully talented players and some not so talented players. The former group include the likes of Ribery, Benzema, Nasri and Gourcuff. The latter group includes Bruno Cheyrou and, again to a lesser degree, Mourad Meghni. Pjanić and Ben Arfa are probably somewhere else in the scale but neither are 'the new Zidane'. The 18 year old Sofiane Feghouli has also been given the moniker but I've never seen him play so I can't comment. I'd guess, sadly, he is not the new Zizou.

Indeed, recently there was a story about a six-year old as the New Zidane. He is six and he has mastered the 'Zidane Roulette' but, I mean, come on. Let the lad enjoy playing football!

Maradona, however, has an entire stable. Essentially, every young decent player to come out of Argentina gets labelled as such. Ariel Ortega was one of the first players to have the mantle thrust upon him, Javier Saviola was another (the link is to a 2001 article calling him as such). Veron, who deserves better than to be remembered for his fairly unremarkable spell, was from time to time tipped as the new Maradona.

Some less remarkable players have been put forward as The New Diego. Diego Latorre was thoroughly unremarkable but was one of the first players to be labelled that way, Andrés D'Alessandro has carved out a decent enough career but never lived up to the billing, Carlos Marinelli didn't shine at Boro but was hyped as the new special one. Some of you may rightly be asking the question: Who?

Messi and Aguero are probably closer to Maradona that most, Riquelme, Tevez and Aimar a few steps back. Even Zarate, Lavezzi and Di Santo have been labelled as such. Notice that we never call a Brazilian the new Maradona, or a Brit. We only ever call Argentineans the new Maradona. Like we only ever call people who play for Manchester United the new George Best.

Some of these players are world class. Sergio Aguero and Lionel Messi are both exceptional but they are not, in my view, in Maradona's class - and even if they were we would treat them as separate greats. Messi is a different player. He controls the ball differently and dribbles with the ball more closely to his feet. He is also has a different temperament. Messi, however, has scored goals dribbling from his own half and has punched the ball into the net so the comparisons do spring to mind...Ortega and Riquleme were similar to Maradona in terms of temperament.

Indeed, Riquleme is probably the most similar in terms of temperament, physique and vision but not in terms of goalscoring ability or the sheer ferocity of performance. Aguero is different again and is linked to Maradona largely because he is Argentinean and married to Diego's daughter.

The reason I write up this note is two-fold.

Firstly, it shows up the laziness of sports writers. Rather than enjoy Ortega or Benzema or Aguero for what they are - talented players, we need to compare them to the greats of the past. This is unfair and meaningless. How can we possibly compare them? They are playing in different eras, against fitter/less fit players, within different tactical conditions? It is actually worse than that - we unfairly compare people in sport all the time.

Rather than describe their abilities, we lazily grab for a sort of similar player from the past. It is bad journalism and, as I say, meaningless. We can't be bothered describing Benzema so we'll say he's a bit like Zidane so you'll get the gist.

It is especially lazy when we only do so for players from the same background. French? Check. Maghreb descent? Check. He's the New Zidane... Argentinean? Check. Can do a stepover? Check. He's the new Maradona.

Secondly, presumably, those players who go on to become greats lose their 'next....' label. Zidane could have been labelled the new Platini but, in the end, he was just Zidane (and, to my eyes, a better player than Platini). Cristiano Ronaldo could have been labelled the new Figo but will in all probability surpass his achievements. The others do not live up to the hype and the poor buggers have to deal with the hype. Bruno Cheyrou has carved out a decent career at Rennes but did Houllier dubbing him 'The New Zidane' do him any favours? Liverpool fans, myself included, starting salivating at the thought of this wunderkind coming to us - and as Houllier was technical director when France were inspired by Zidane at World Cup 1998 surely he would know? Even if the player is special enough, like, say, Saviola or Nasri, the comparison is unfair.

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Thursday, 25 June 2009

War on Soccer Part #921

My chum, Alex Massie, often blogs about football and occasionally blogs about the US's attitude to the game. After the momentous victory against Spain one would think that US would be jumping for joy.

Alex's latest link is pretty interesting: Do go and have a look. (It initially came from the superlative Matthew Yglesias). He is right. Schmitt is talking absolute horse.

As an aside, a typically excellent piece here from Tim Vickery about Brazil.

To come soon: A piece on 'The Next Zidane/Maradona etc' and 'The Dangers of Youtube'.

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A pretty big win for the USA

Pablo Picasso! Ramón y Cajal! General Franco! Miguel Cervantes! José Luis Rodríguez Zapatero! Antoni Gaudi! El Cid! Maimonides! Arantxa Sanchez Vicario - can you hear me, Arantxa Sanchez Vicario! Your boys took one hell of a beating! Your boys took one hell of a beating!

Well done to the USA.

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Sunday, 21 June 2009

Michael Owen

In 1998, Michael Owen scored one of the greatest ever goals by an England player when he ran through the Argentina defence to score a beauty.

In 2001, he scored two goals in the last ten minutes in an FA Cup Final to win the Cup for Liverpool.

Later that year, he scored three goals in the 5-1 demolition of Germany.

In 2004, having scored well over a hundred goals for Liverpool (including scoring over 20 goals in a season 5 times) he was bought by Real Madrid, one of the biggest clubs in the world.

At the time of writing, Owen is 29 years old. He is the fourth highest scorer for England (scoring at a phenomenal rate. 40 in 89 games). In 418 career games he has scored 204 goals. Even at Newcastle where he has been plagued by injuries, he has hit 30 goals in 76 games.

And now it looks like he might sign for Hull.

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Tuesday, 16 June 2009

East African Football... or lack of it

According to the UN East Africa includes the countries here. Some people might include other countries but the EAC seems to only include Kenya, Uganda, Tanzania, Rwanda and Burundi. Those nations have a population of around 124 million people... or more than two Britains.

It's strange that this area of Africa produces so few world-class football players. Compare with ECOWAS (roughly double the size in terms of population). Nigeria, Senegal, Cote d'Ivore, Ghana, Liberia, Togo and Mali have all produced world class players in the last twenty years. The only notable, and I use that term loosely, East African player I can remember is Mike Origi of Kenya.

Now, of course, there's twice as many people so we'd expect more players (by and large, Suriname for example has probably produced more world class players since 1980 than Scotland. Suriname has roughly the population of Edinburgh).

However, no East African player really stands out whereas the list of West Africans seems endless. Weah (Liberia), George, Okocha, Kanu, Yekini (all Nigeria), Diouf, Viera (Senegal, though Viera represents France), Côte d'Ivoire (Drogba, Y. Toure, K. Toure), Mali (Sissoko, Kanoute) Ghana (Kuffour, A. Pele, Yeboah), Togo (Adebayor). Where are the Kenyan Adebayors? Or the Tanzanian Weahs?

Alternatively, compare East Africa to the Maghreb or ''Middle Africa'' (Cameroon alone has given the world the likes of Roger Milla and Samuel Eto'o).

I suppose development economists will be able to tell us why Côte d'Ivoire's 10m people or Cameroon's 17m produces so much more footballing talent than Tanzania's 40m? I'm not a development economist so wouldn't know where to start...

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Monday, 15 June 2009

The history of the most expensive player in the world...

We've come a long way since Alf Common moved from Boro to Sunderland for £1,000 in 1905. The timeline is below*.

It is strange quirk that some of the names here are all time greats. Cruijff, Maradona (twice), Zidane, Figo, Baggio, Gullit, Ronaldo (The Phenomenon). Others, on the other hand, really aren't all time greats. This shouldn't surprise us. A player is only worth as much as someone is willing to pay for them (and, for that matter, only worth as much as someone is willing to sell them for). Sometimes players look great at one team but just don't fit in at another. Sometimes teams have money that they don't mind spending, sometimes managers make mistakes (I can pay for this player and he'll fit into my jigsaw). Finally, some players just don't want to move from a club or don't want to move in their peak (Beckenbauer, Charlton etc).

Those who aren't really in the legends category include the likes of Lentini, Denilson and, to some extent, Papin had one or two great seasons only to fizzle out. Even Vieri is unlikely to be remembered in 30 years or so. To be fair Lentini's dip in form was due to a car crash. Denilson looked fabulous at Le Tournoi but never shone at Betis despite playing alongside the likes of Pedro Alfonso.

Their are some names that are too obscure even for a pub quiz. Giuseppe Savoldi only ever played four times for Italy but he will go down in history as the first million pound player.

It is interesting to look back and see that teams like Falkirk and Sunderland once owned the most expensive player in the world. Interesting also, for all the talk of Premiership domination, only one player British player since the Second World War has held the record (Shearer), only one British club has paid the record fee (Newcastle for Shearer) and only two British clubs have sold the most expensive player in the world (Blackburn and Manchester United). When it comes to the super transfers Italy and Spain still dominate with Real Madrid doing the really big buying.

I suppose average player cost across a league or across the 'Big Teams' in the league would be a more useful one.

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Timeline
1905 Alf Common - Sunderland to Middlesbrough. £1,000.
1922 Syd Puddefoot - West Ham to Falkirk. £5,000.
1922 Warney Cresswell - South Shields to Sunderland. £5,500.
1928 David Jack -Bolton Wanderers to Arsenal. £10,890.
1932 Bernabé Ferreyra - Tigre BA to River Plate for £23,000 (Wonderfully nicknamed The Mortar of Rufino).
1952 Hans Jeppson - Atalanta B.C. to SSC Napoli. £52,000.
1954 Juan Schiaffino - Penarol to A.C. Milan. £72,000
1957 Enrique Omar Sivori - River Plate to Juventus. £93,000
1961 Luis Suárez - FC Barcelona to Inter Milan. £152,000
1963 Angelo Sormani - Mantova to Roma. £250,000
1968 Pietro Anastasi - Varese to Juventus. £500,000
1973 Johan Cruyff - Ajax to Barcelona. £922,000
1975 Giuseppe Savoldi - Bologna to SSC Napoli. £1m
1976 Paolo Rossi - Juventus to Vicenza. £1m
1982 Diego Maradona - Boca Juniors to Barcelona. £3m
1984 Diego Maradona - Barcelona to SSC Napoli. £5m
1987 Ruud Gullit - PSV Eindhoven to A.C. Milan. £6m
1990 Roberto Baggio - Fiorentina to Juventus. £8m
1992 Jean-Pierre Papin - Marseille to A.C. Milan. £10m
1992 Gianluca Vialli - Sampdoria to Juventus. £12m
1992 Gianluigi Lentini - Torino to A.C. Milan. £13m
1996 Alan Shearer - Blackburn Rovers to Newcastle United. £15m
1997 Ronaldo - Barcelona to Inter Milan. £19.5m
1998 Denílson de Oliveira Araújo - São Paulo to Real Betis for £23m
1999 Christian Vieri - Lazio to Inter Milan. £31m
2000 Hernán Crespo - Parma to Lazio. £36m
2000 Luís Figo - Barcelona to Real Madrid. £37m
2001 Zinedine Zidane - Juventus to Real Madrid. £46m
2009 Kaka - AC Milan to Real Madrid. £56m
2009 Cristiano Ronaldo - Manchester United to Real Madrid. £80m

Saturday, 13 June 2009

West Indian Football

Am currently watching a fascinating documentary on West Indian cricket called 'Empire of Cricket'. Something I've thought about before is why isn't there a West Indian Football Team. Largely I'd guess because the football teams started to form at the time of independence and there was no pre-existing 'West Indies' team to carry on.

It is unlikely to ever happen now for any number of reasons but it would be fun to see what the various islands (and various bits of South America) could put together.... a bit like the British and Irish Lions? Or, indeed, West Indian Cricket team?

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So much money and not a drop to spend

Tom Mallows' latest piece for this blog. Great stuff as always. Check out his blog.

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Sports News must be relieved. England’s inevitably comfortable win over Andorra finally signalled the end of the English football season and as players, managers and chairman disappear off to sunnier climbs, the news stories quickly dry up.

So Sky have to fill that gaping hole in their schedules. They will often switch to their alternative sports like cricket and golf, but they never have the same appeal as football. So they will always still always try and lead with a football story, however tenuous. Often it is some ex-player like Jamie Redknapp who has bumped into a reporter while on his holidays. All of sudden it’s “Liverpool will win league” with a shot of Redknapp wandering around a Spanish golf course in his flip-flops.

Anyway I digress, the news that Man United had accepted a £80 million bid from Real Madrid for our loveable Cristiano sent Sky Sports News into meltdown, they love stuff like this, and it saved them a job of trying to find stories. The little ‘Breaking News’ ticker went into overdrive, pundits and ex-players were phoned up left right and centre, reporters were sent to Old Trafford, to the training ground, to anywhere!

The highlight though was a piece of citizen journalism in LA where the holidaying Ronaldo was spotted by an eagle eyed American. But all his good work was undone when he ask Cristiano about his move to “Royal Madrid.”

I despair.But despite all the hype I remained rather unmoved by the whole story. It has been dragging on for 18 months now and I think such saturation coverage of the story has made me immune to it; I simply do not care anymore.

I think it is the consequences of it which is more of a story. Real have just spent £130 million on two players, United will have £80 million burning a hole in their back pocket, City are linked with everyone and anyone for obscene amounts of money while Chelsea are, well, just Chelsea.Contrast that with the noises coming out of Anfield regarding limited finances (with Everton having similar restraints don’t expect too many massive deals on Merseyside this summer) and Arsenal not floating with cash, it appears that while much of the football world is learning to cut it’s cloth accordingly, the billionaire boys club is widening the gap to almost unreachable levels.

Just a division below the Premier League you have clubs staring administration in the face, further down the ladder clubs are facing liquidation yet their Premier League cousins are happily racking up debts of £3.1 billion. The balance is all wrong.The Ronaldo deal may be the ‘transfer deal of the decade’ but with none of that money trickling down the football pyramid the rich will continue to feast while the rest are in famine and they will all die a slow death unless something is done.

Thursday, 11 June 2009

The Ronnie Fallout

Before we get on with discussing Ronaldo's move, I think it is important to state just for those within the British media who think that the M62 bubble in the North West of England is the centre of the footballing universe. If you asked me to list the 20 best players in the world, how many would play in the English league? Rooney, Gerrard, Torres, Fabregas. I'd wager a lot more would ply their trade in Spain.
Anyway, looking at this situation - these things are fairly obvious:

(a) Ronaldo wanted to leave Manchester United, whatever he said publicly.
(b) Sir Alex Ferguson wanted him to stay at Manchester United.
(c) Eventually the money on the table was so bonkers they had to give up.

There are some problems here for Fergie. Firstly, whatever you think about Ronaldo, he is an outstanding talent and truly one of the world's greatest players. Whilst Messi may be a better dribbler, Iniesta a better thinker and Xavi a better passer, Ronaldo is unique in his goalscoring and creating ability. Furthermore, he can play in a number of positions and score any number of sorts of goals (free kicks, penalties, headers as well as goals from open play) make him an astonishing attacking threat. In the last three seasons, he has played 155 games and scored 91 goals - a supreme record for a player who doesn't always start in attack. Like his namesake, he is a phenomenon.

The problem? No matter how much you get for him, he is difficult to replace. Kaka, Messi, Torres and so on are not available. Ribery, Villa, Eto'o, Robben and Benzema might be. Where does he turn?

It is simply a fact that Ronaldo has been key to their success over the last few seasons - to replace him will cost money and spending money doesn't guarantee success (as Fergie's signings of Veron and, to an extent, Berbatov prove), and spending large amounts of money doesn't guarantee immediate gelling even if it can bring about long-term success.

Fabiano is a name that hasn't been mentioned. Ribery is as close to a like for like replacement as he can get. Benzema looks like a phenomenal talent but was dismal at Euro 2008. However, one needs to understand Fergie. Yes, he can throw money around for wonderful players (Ferdinand, Rooney, Berbatov) but he is also a canny old dog.

Remember when he got rid of Beckham? He replaced him with a relative unknown who had played for one season at Sporting CP. A relative unknown who admittedly cost £12m. That man has just been sold for £80m (or 4/5ths of Newcastle's). He may look for someone off everyone else's radar. He is unrivalled, in my opinion, in developing talent.

Whilst he needs to replace Ronaldo, he will also realise that he needs to bring in a number of players. I think he needs a long-term replacement for van der Sar, he probably needs a defensive midfielder, he probably needs a winger and a striker. That's at least four players and possibly five.

They may also need to find replacements for Scholes (who will play less and less), Tevez and a midfielder (I'm not sure Hargreaves will ever be what he was and Fergie will probably be risk averse enough to beef up that area). It will be an interesting summer.

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Wednesday, 10 June 2009

The View From Big Phil's Window


Well, I don't think many of us were expecting this. I think most of us thought Big Phil's next job would be in Spain, Italy, England or at national level. You'd have got fairly long odds on him taking a job in Tashkent.

Still, Bunyodkor are a bonkers story and well worth keeping an eye on.

On the one hand you rather wish them to succeed with their crazy attempts to take over the world, on the other you can't help but think they are the latest in a long line of parvenus at global football's dinner party.

Their last manager was Zico (yes, THAT Zico), their star player is Rivaldo, (yes, THATRivaldo) they recently tried to sign Samuel Eto'o (uh-huh), they've signed a reciprocal agreement with Barcelona. What price Deco goes to them next?

Anyway, they've made Central Asian football more exciting. Previously, all I knew of Uzbeki Football was Maksim Shatskikh of Kiev (Shevchenko's replacement) hailed from Tashkent.

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Friday, 5 June 2009

Cruijff


There is a great piece in this month's Four Four Two on one of the all-time greats (No link currently available - you just need to buy it!) - I also bang on about him at length in the post below. It covers his time as a player with Ajax, Holland, Barcelona, LA Aztecs, Washington Diplomats, Levante and Feyenoord. It also looks at his very successful time as a coach and investigates his legacy - he was key to the invention of Total Football, he changed the Ajax coaching structure as coach (he was the one who got each age group team playing the same system so that players could jump up the grades quickly if needs be), he played players out of his position (Bergkamp played in defence for a while to learn how defenders thought), he discovered players like Guardiola and Pep himself argues that Barca's amazing youth development system is down to Cruyff''s vision.

If you don't know much about the man this snippet is well worth a look. For those more interested in reading about 'Pythagoras In Boots' I'd advise tackling the excellent 'Brilliant Orange' by David Winner and 'Ajax, Barcelona, Cruyff' by various authors.

Brilliant Orange is arguably the best football book written over the last decade or so. It has a lot on Cruyff but a lot more besides including fantastic analysis and understanding of the importance of the 1974, The Boys From Paramaribo, and lays out the unique system of Total Football very well.

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Thursday, 4 June 2009

And now the C Team...

Before I get on to the C team may I doff my cap to Alex Massie who pointed out that I should have added József Bozsik for Blanchflower or Boban. He is correct, and out goes Blanchflower largely because Boban was a favourite of mine as a teenager. Baxter also drops out for another of the Magical Magyars László Budai).

So, with that in mind (and hopefully with a greater thoroughness than the B team), we march onwards to the C team. There are a number of potential goalkeepers - Iker Cassilas, Amadeo Carrizo, Jurgen Croy or Antonio Carabajal? Others, such as Santiago Canizares and the over-rated Chilavert, are probably worth a thought but that, in historical context, is all.

All great keepers and all worthy of consideration. Iker Cassilas is arguably the best keeper in the world and was, in my view, unlucky not to be named either World or European keeper of the year. I have been a massive fan of his ever since he was thrust into the Real Madrid team as a teenager and he has been almost ever present ever since. Maybe in a few years time, if I revisit this extremely pleasurable exercise, Cassilas will be further up the list.

Antonio Carabajal nicknamed El Cinco Copas because he played in five World Cups for Mexico. A strong keeper but not in the same class as the other three in this list.

Jurgen Croy is a name that all too often goes unspoken. When speaking about the great keepers of the 1970s people tend to mention about Zoff and Maier but tend to ignore Croy which is more than a little unfair. During his peak, the East German was seen as their equal. He was three times GDR Player of The Year and was thought of as one of the greatest shot-stoppers the game has ever seen.

Amadeo Carrizo, a pioneering goalkeeper from Argentina who is arguably the most influential goalkeeper in history. The first keeper to wear gloves? Carrizo. The first keeper to play the sweeper role coming out of his box? Carrizo. The first to use free kicks as strategic attacking weapons? Carrizo. With this in mind, Carrizo starts in goal.

There are four full-backs in contention. At right-back, an England World Cup winner and a dual World Cup winner from Brazil. Gentleman George Cohen was voted England's greatest right back but, despite his performances for England and Fulham, I think I have to go for Cafu - the most capped Brazilian of all time.

He redefined the position of right-back. In modern times, only Sergio Ramos does more (to an extent, Ramos essentially is the right-side of Madrid as his energy levels are so high). Cafu won everything in the game but it isn't for his massive trophy collection. The Pendolino, as he was nicknamed, would add fizz and zizz to any team. His tireless overlapping runs were a priceless attacking option and adds a threat from defence for any team. An exciting player, a wonderful player, the 2nd man on my teamsheet.

He is joined by another Brazilian bomber, another man with over a century of caps for Brazil and another man who accumulated trophies at a prodigious rate Roberto Carlos - a man the Encyclopædia Britannica uses as the example of the position of wing back. Many remember him for this goal in Le Tournoi but it is worth looking at his ''impossible goal''*. Whilst many were disappointed that he didn't score with every free kick he ever hit, it is useful to remember (in club football) he scored roughly every 8 games. At international level, 19 goals in 125 games is even more impressive. A fairly attacking full back duo, and an extraordinarily fine pairing.

He comes in narrowly ahead of the spectacular Italian captain, Antonio Cabrini, and slightly further ahead of Jose Antonio Camacho of Real Madrid and Spain. Cabrini was a technically excellent player, a star of the Juventus team of the 1980s and a World Cup winner in 1982. He certainly deserved serious consideration but I go with Carlos narrowly.

In the centre, a number of names spring to the mind. I discount the John Charles not because he wasn't a good enough defender but because he starts up front in this team.

The four real contenders are three Italian thoroughbreds and 'El Capitán de America'. First up, one of the members of the great Milan side of the 1980s and 1990s, Alessandro Costacurta, has to be considered. An elegant player who played alongside such majestic defenders as Baresi and Maldini. He collected scudettos like Peter Mandelson collects Cabinet posts. 7 in all.

Costacurta misses out to Hector Chumpitaz. One of the unsung greats of South American football and one of two Peruvians in this line-up. A man routinely named in South American Football XIs and, along with men like Passarella and Elias Figueroa. He adds some grit to the centre of defence.

Next to Chumpitaz is Fabio Cannavaro. Rightly, the World Footballer of the Year in 2006. Small for a centre-back (5ft 9) but a man whose positioning meant that this didn't matter. The little Neopolitan has shone wherever he has played - his local club, Napoli, at Parma, at Inter and most notably at Juventus and Real. A fantastic reader of the game but also a great competitor.

He pips two other World Cup winners, Fabio Collavati (1982) and, at a wee bit further back still, Jack Charlton (1966)

A strong, exciting defence and a breathtaking midfield awaits. I'll go with a four man midfield and then one man with a totally free role behind Charles.

On the right-wing, a man I don't know a lot about but as one of the stars of the Madrid team in the Eintracht Frankfurt game (you know the 7-3 one at Hampden). For that game alone Canario almost deserves his place. However, he also starred in the Magnificos team of Real Zaragoza from the 1960s. An unsung star.

The centre of midfield brings together two of the greatest goalscoring midfielders the game has ever seen. First, our second Peruvian, Teófilo Cubillas. Routinely regarded as Peru's greatest ever player and would probably be better known globally if he had come from one of the traditional powerhouses of South American football.

Like Chumpitaz, strangely, despite being a household name for the 1970 World Cup (he was just as famous as players like Muller, Jairzinho et al), his name hasn't resounded down the ages but El Nene was a force of nature.

He was South American Footballer of the Year in 1972 (in 1971 it was Tostao and in 1973 it was Pele...) and was renowned for astounding technical ability, a hard shot and great dribbling abilities. In 534 career outings, he scored 312 goals. That's a record that most strikers would murder their strike partner for! It is important to point out that he succeeded at the very highest level. In 1970 and 1978, he scored 5 goals at each World Cup.

Next to Cubillas is another goalscoring midfielder but this time from a slightly less glamorous location: Sir Bobby Charlton, England's all-time greatest goalscorer with 49 goals and 277 goals in 834 games at club level. He was part of the great England team of the 1960s and one of three stars of the 1968 United team that won the European Cup. He walks into this team.

On the left, yet another Magical Magyar, Zoltan Czibor, the left-winger in the Hungary team that destroyed England in the famous 3-6 game. A star for some of the historic names of European Football - Ferencvaros, Honved, Barcelona. He is the sort of player every team wants - a left-winger with astonishing dribbling ability, a powerful shot and a happy knack of scoring in big games. As part of one of the greatest and most innovative sides in history, Czibor deserves his place.

Other midfielders I considered - a favourite of mine, Rui Costa, and Jan Ceulemans but in reality the choice was pretty easy.

In the free-role, Johan Cruijff.

What more is there to be said about Cruijff than has already been written? Books, articles and essays tell us about Pythagoras In Boots. In my mind, he was the greatest player of all time. The technical difference between himself, Maradona and Pele is minimal. Cruijff, however, did more and thought harder than any previous or subsequent player about the game. Whereas Pele usually played with a team of wonderful players (a thought experiment: Would Rivelinho, Jairzinho, Tostao et al have won in 1970 without Pele? Probably) and where Maradona could win a game single-handedly with outrageous skill, Cruijff reinvented football. He was nominally an attacking midfielder but would play all over the pitch - he really was a total footballer.

Wenger has said that the reason Total Football has never been as beautiful, wherever it has been tried in the world, since 1974 is because no other team has Cruijff. An on-field manager contantly shouting, pointing, directing and someone who could bring out the very best in those around him. Enjoy.

His statistics do not shed enough light on his achievements - three times European Footballer of The Year, once voted 2nd greatest player of all time, routinely regarded in polls as Europe's best ever player, 33 goals in 48 caps for Netherlands, 371 goals in 663 games in his career. Stunning but he was much more beside.

Up front, with one of the most creative midfields that one can think of behind him, is Wales' gentle giant. Many think that Best, Law or Charlton are the best players to come from these Islands in the North Atlantic. I think there is a strong case for Charles.

Firstly, he could play either as Centre Back or Centre Forward, he was a true all-round talent (I think Cruijff would like the presence of another total footballer...). Secondly, he was a wonderful player and this has been recognised by the fans of his main Italian club, Juventus. They voted him the greatest foreign player ever to play for the club (remember that Boniek, Platini and Zidane have also pulled on the black and white shirt). He was the first British player to excel overseas and is one of the few to do so. A former Italian player of the year, a man who averaged a goal every two games (remember a lot of the time he was playing at centre-back) and a man recognised throughout football, and especially at Leeds, Juventus, and Roma, as one of the all time greats.

He is ahead of the likes of the Careca, Hernan Crespo, Eric Cantona

So the team:
1) A. Carrizo 2) Cafu 3) Carlos 4) Cannavaro 5) Costacurta 6) Charlton 7) Canario 8) Cruijff 9) Charles 10) Cubillas 11) Zoltán Czibor
Subs: Jurgen Croy, Rui Costa, Antonio Cabrini, Jan Ceulemans, Careca.

Probably my favourite of the three teams so far... admittedly, that's largely because of Cruijff.

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* Although, I concede (obviously) that the commentator is a prize idiot.

More on the managerial merry-go-round

So three of Scotland's clubs are now looking for new managers. As blogged here, Strachan has left Celtic, Calderwood has left Aberdeen and Mixu has left the Hibees.

Celtic fans want everything - they want 11 players from in and around the City like the Lisbon Lions, they want a Wengerian commitment to youth and style, they want the European nous of Hiddink or Benitez, they want Ferguson's relentless enthusiasm and man management. They are a heavyweight team with international players from Ireland, Holland and Greece, a massive stadium, passionate support, a proud history and guaranteed European Football.

The names in the frame are: McGhee (13/1), Martinez (15/2), Coyle (4/1) and Mowbray (20/21). Mowbray has just taken West Bromich Albion down after a fairly dismal season (despite playing good football), Coyle has one season of management under his belt and is about to manage in the English Premier League, Martinez is being heavily linked with Wigan (and has Swansea playing some superb stuff) and McGhee is unwanted by his former club, Aberdeen. I'm surprised they aren't interested in Czaba at Hearts - he's done a fine job.

It's a shame for Scottish football that none of the various big names are being linked to such a massive club - and possibly an indication of how far Scotland has dropped off world football's radar. Steve McLaren went to Twente but would he have moved to a Scottish club? And though we may laugh at the wally with the brolly, compare Boro under him to Boro under Southgate or look at what he has achieved as a coach at United and a manager at Twente... not such an idiot.

Steve Coppell, Steve McLaren, Paul Jewell, Sven Goran Eriksson, Slaven Bilic, and Avram Grant are all being linked to other jobs. If Celtic want to kick on in Europe, they either have to gamble with a precocious young manager (Coyle, Martinez, Di Matteo, D. Ferguson) or they need to try and get as big a name as they can afford. Mowbray and McGhee seem fairly middle of the road.

Incidentally, McGhee is favourite to take over at Pittodrie (4/5). Martin Gannon, of Stockport County, is favourite to take the Hibs job (betting suspended). Which is all very well... until Motherwell need a new manager!

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Wednesday, 3 June 2009

Three awesome players leave the stage

Last weekend's games in Serie A so the end of three majestic careers, and football will be the poorer for it. For Il Diavolo, Paolo Maldini played his 902, and final, game for the club.

For Il Biscione, Sunday's game was our last opportunity to see Luis Figo play a game in anger. For La Findanzata d'Italia, Pavel Nedved took Del Piero's armband and led out Black and Whites out for his final.

Legend is a term all too readily bandied about these days. It is a word that many writers, including your scribe, reach for when they are talking about the merely very good or, sometimes, the very loyal.

I can say, however, all three of these men truly are colossi of the modern game and have become the defining player of their nations over the last decade or more. When I compile my 'F', 'M' and 'N' teams over the coming months, I can guarantee that both of these men will be on the team sheets. All truly excellent players and a genuine shame we never saw any of them play for English clubs.

I won't focus on all three here in depth I would urge you to read into their careers, watch videos and study what they've achieved. If nothing else think of all those amazing players that Maldini played with at club and country level. Just a taster... Weah, Kaka, Cannavaro, Buffon, Baggio, van Basten, Gullit, Shevchenko, Ronaldinho (and those are just the players that won either World Player of the Year or Ballon d'or)

Their stage exit comes at a time where Italian football is looking shaky. The big clubs cannot compete with the financial power of the English Premier League or the glamour of the big Spanish clubs. It looks likely that two of Italy's brightest stars (Pato and Kaka) will leave Serie A this summer. I've defended Serie A before but, well, it isn't looking great and the league will be weakened by three of modern football's titans putting their feet up.

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Football in the Western Isles


Sorry for my lack of blogging. My work took to me to Benbecula (internet reception was patchy) so I've been away from the computer for a few days. Plenty of posts to come - about Figo and Maldini, The C Team and a review of the season.

I should note that I managed to see a game whilst I was there. After a couple of evening pints in The Dark Island Hotel, I meandered out to the beautifully maintained football pitch behind the pub.

On neutral ground, I watched the 2nd half of the inter-Island game between North Uist and Barra FC. I couldn't tell you the score - and neither could the linesman. He told me it was either '3-0 or 4-0 to Uist, I'm not too sure'. It was 9pm but as it doesn't really get dark up there at this time of year the game was played in glorious sunshine.

A decent standard, all told, and more entertaining than many of the games I've seen in Scotland over the years. The first touch and control of most of the players was very good and the forwards and midfield seemed happy to be try some tricks on the ball.

Absolutely stunning setting - at the far end of the pitch, a solitary wind turbine, the beach pictured above and, depending on which goal you were looking at, the hills of North Uist at one end and South Uist at the other.

A quick lunchtime google tells me that there is even a Western Isles Football Team. I was at University with a good few lads from Lewis, and I'm fairly certain I met their top scorer on a good number of occasions (often, in Jinty's on Ashton Lane).

Anyway - Top place, you should go, wander the beaches, and try and catch a game!

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