Tuesday, 23 December 2008

Official complaint

Howard Webb is the Premier League's no1 Ref, the go-to-guy for the big match. Now I, as many Arsenal fans, have never enjoyed him reffing our matches particularly, but that didn't mean to say I think of him as an inept referee.

Moreover, I always felt that he tried to officiate the game in the right manner, not too whistle-happy, never afraid of making a big decision.

But after his 'big' decision to send off Adebayor against Liverpool on Sunday, I can't help but think he is fast-becoming the new Graham Poll.

Brandishing a second yellow card to a striker for simply protecting the ball - a fundamental part of the game - leaves a bad taste in the mouth.

Players have been using their arse to protect the ball for years.

Kenny Dalglish was the King and Gazza was second to none at shielding the ball.

Even wee Michael Owen has skilfully learned to protect the ball now that his pace has left him. It's an art form.

Adebayor may have lunged in with his foot, but not in an attempt to 'do' Arbeloa. He planted that foot down to then get in position to shield Arbeloa from the ball and roll him, which he did.

Anybody who's ever played the game would have realised there was no malice or intent, in fact there was minimal contact - it wasn't even a foul. Ridiculous. I hope we don't see anymore decisions like that this season, but I won't hold my breath.

We keep hearing that refereeing is a tough job, but when you compare the quality of referees in the Premier League to the Champions League it really is embarrassing.

I would love to see some ex-pros become referees as I'm certain they would gain immediate respect and would be better-placed to judge a foul correctly and act accordingly within the moment of a match, rather than shoot from the hip with yellow and red ones.

Ex-cricketers have gone on to make very good umpires, but maybe because they were not in the position to retire at 35 with a few million in the bank, or because they couldn't walk into a media job.

Over and out

Arsenal really are simply just playing for fourth place now, especially as Fabregas has been ruled out for up to four months.

Le Boss has to blow the cobwebs off the cheque book and bring in a couple of midfield players to replace Cesc.

We also need a centre half and a striker/wide man if Eduardo is not ready to play a part.

But I'm certain Wenger won't break the bank to do it, and why should he.

A balance needs to be met as Arsenal Football Club's self-sufficiency policy is on course, which I am proud of, but it can't be at the expense of Champions League football. That would be unthinkable.

Saturday, 20 December 2008

Win or die

Another 'must-win' match for Arsenal on Sunday against leaders Liverpool.

How many times have Gooners heard that this season? I suppose that comes with the territory when you're as inconsistent as Arsenal have been so far this season, but isn't it getting a bit tedious now?

'Make-or-break', 'must-win!' I would suggest it's more a 'must-not-lose' match. A draw wouldn't be the worst result in the world and would not necessarily end the Gunners title challenge.

We're only 17 games into the season, and with the Big Four dropping points on a surprisingly consistent basis, anything can happen.

A win would put Wenger's boys back in the frame, and with a positive result against Villa on Boxing Day, Arsenal have a run of winnable fixtures, on paper, against Pompey (H), Bolton (H), Hull (A), Everton (A), West Ham (H).

But of course, Fulham, Hull, Sunderland, Stoke and Boro were all games that on paper looked winnable.

Pffffffffffffffffffffft

Nicklaus Bendtner and Alex Song.

Bendtner for his attitude - stop swaggering around like you're some sort of world class player in yer pink boots and put a shift in for a change. And learn from Eduardo on how to finish.

It's a shame really because he clearly has talent - he looked great in pre-season - but he seems to have an attitude problem.

I'm fine with a bit of arrogance but you have to back it up with performances.

Song tries hard but he's batting out of his crease. The lad just aint good enough for the Arsenal, it's plain to see.

On the plus side, Johan Djourou has looked the part recently.

I've always rated him, ever since he first came into the first team in 2005-06. I hope he continues to impress and gets the run in the team he deserves.

TRANSFER WINDOW COUNTDOWN

11 DAYS

The tabs will fill up with transfer guff for the next six weeks. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ. It really is time the Premier League reviewed the transfer window, and by 'review' I mean get rid!

It bores me to tears, makes no logical sense, and forces managers' to make such ludicrous panic buys as Mikael Sylvestre.

That said, I'll be hanging on every bit of speculation in hope that Wenger brings in some quality experienced players.

Friday, 21 November 2008

Billy Bullshit

Two words on my mind today. William Gallas. The epitome of today's egocentric footballer. Great for anti-Gooners - he's doing his utmost to accelerate Arsenal's stalling season with his latest outburst.

I was delighted when Arsenal signed Gallas and initially thought Arsene Wenger got the best of the Cashley Cole deal: a world class defender that Arsenal needed to replace Sol Campbell.

But Gallas was never a leader of men - he had John Terry next to him at Chelsea who not only led by example (even though Terry himself is a scum bag) but would also dominate in the air, so Gallas would sweep up the seconds and use his pace to cover in behind. A perfect combination.

But there is no Terry at Arsenal. Senderos promised to be a dominant stopper, but ended up being a calamity. Kolo Toure is similar to Gallas in style and the two don't complement each other, hence the fuck ups. And the same applies to Mikael Silvestre.

Gallas was chosen to lead the team which has clearly backfired on Wenger, who has been questioned for making that choice.

Let's get one thing straight, Gallas has always been a trouble maker. At Chelsea he threatened to score an own goal unless he was sold on. He also refused to play left-back when Ricardo Carvalho emerged at the Bridge.

So it wouldn't surprise me if Gallas had it written in his contract that he would be the next Arsenal skipper if his pal Henry were to leave, which of course he did.

Gallas' first season at Arsenal was plagued by injury but his second season, his first as skipper, started well, until the Birmingham saga.

At St Andrews Gallas behaved like a spoilt brat after Gael Clichy had given away a pen to let Birmingham share the points - the game that has been highlighted as the point where Arsenal threw away the title, although I believe if Eduardo had not had his leg smashed up in that game he would have continued to score the goals that would have seen off Manchester United and Chelsea in the title race.

This season Gallas has again failed to show his Chelsea form, with mistakes against Fulham and Aston Villa to name but a couple costing points for his team.

He was photographed leaving a nightclub with a cigarette in his mouth - a fine example for a dressing room full of kids to look up to.

After the win over United, a game in which Gallas had his best game in the red and white and led the team well, I began to think that he had turned the corner - that we would see the best of Gallas.

But then he gets out-paced and out-muscled by little Gabriel Agbonlahor as Villa effectively ended Arsenal's title challenge.

And now this latest outburst.

Former France international Jerome Rothen summed up Gallas in his autobiography when he said as a youngster Gallas was a 'laughing stock'. It seems not a lot has changed.

What though are Gallas' motives for this outburst? The press haven't touched upon this today, but with Gallas' autobiography coming out soon, this controversy seems like a great PR stunt in which to publicise any forthcoming book.

That just sums up the man, if you can call him that. Frank McLintock, Tony Adams and Patrick Vieira were fine leaders of men. Gallas is neither leader nor man. More like a self-centred parasite.

Tuesday, 28 October 2008

Hoffenheim twinned with Hull?

How very refreshing to see two of Europe's biggest leagues dominated by two new boys - two teams in unfamiliar waters.

OK, Hull City aren't dominating the Premier League, but they are joint second, unbeaten away from home with four wins out of five and are the surprise success story of the season so far.

TSG 1899 Hoffenheim are top of the Bundesliga with six wins out of nine, have scored more goals than any other team and destroyed Martin Jol's Hamburg at the weekend.

Like Hull, Hoffenheim were expected to struggle - a team new to the big time, in unchartered territory.

But they have stormed to the top of the table playing attractive, attacking football along the way. Much like Hull.

The wheels will more than likely fall off of Hull City's bandwagon, but their impressive start has added an extra dimension to what could be perceived as a predictable Premier League, with the Big Four seemingly untouchable.

As for Hoffenheim, Jurgen Klinsmann, Bayern Munich's coach, believes they are serious Bundesliga contenders.

Udinese top Serie A, with Napoli in third, and Catania in sixth. Roma, runners-up last season and in this season's Champions League are 15th!

And in Spain Valencia are the early pace setters with Malaga in sixth.

Lyon, of course, are top in France.

European football, for the time being anyhow, isn't quite as predictable as it once was.

*Latest on the new, new Zizou*

Yoann Gourcuff has continued to light up Le Championnat and is living up to his billing as the new, new Zidane.

He scored a Zidane-esque goal the weekend before last that left me little shy of moist in the pantalon department.

There's more from Yo here and here.

Interesting Yoann - Petit Zidane - Gourcuff fact - Gourcuff's hero is not Zidane, it is in fact Remi Garde.

Sunday, 26 October 2008

Football, football, football (whilst shaking head)

Harry Redknapp to Spurs. Who saw that coming?

Spurs have shelled out a shit load of cash, yet again, on paying off Juande Ramos, Damien Comolli, Gus Poyet and Marcos Alvarez and had to pay Portsmouth £5m compensation to acquire the services of Redknapp.

I wonder how much Spurs have spent in compensation and pay-offs over the last few years? Hoddle, Santini, Jol...

They needed to do something drastically and they certainly have. Spurs fans will be delighted with the appointment I'm sure, but can Harry really turn it around at the Lane?

If they fail to beat Bolton today, they'll head into the North London derby on Wednesday night still searching for their first Premier League win of the season. Ha!

If Harry fails to keep Spurs up, they'll go down having forked out £60m (OK they sold Keane and Berbatov for £51m, but at what cost, relegation?) in the summer on players, plus whatever Harry is given to strengthen the side in January, plus the £5m compensation for Redknapp and what must be at least £10m pay-off for Ramos, Comolli and their cronies.

What appalling business that'll be.

I think they'll have enough to stay up, and I couldn't imagine a season without a North London derby - it just wouldn't be right.

But if I was a Spurs season ticket holder, I'd be non-too-happy with Daniel Levy... especially if 'arry does as he did at Southampton - take the club down then shoot back to his comfort zone.

Amazing Harry Redknapp fact: Apart from stating that he used to follow Spurs when he was a kid, it is common knowledge that 'arry was actually a Gooner. He's already sliding down in my estimation.

Thursday, 23 October 2008

Mixed fortunes for Champions League legends

The Champions League returned with a bang this week. A joint record 36 goals flew in on Tuesday night, and Barcelona stuck five past Basle last night.

Some beautiful goals amongst them as well - an outrageous no-look pass from Dani Alves finished off with aplomb by Lionel Messi, my personal favourite.

Juventus beat Real Madrid 2-1 thanks to a wonder-strike from Alessandro Del Piero, rolling back the years with a trademark curler into the upper 90. Score!

He may not be as quick as he used to be - not that he was ever lightening - but he still has the class to turn it on when it matters.

The Old Lady have made an abject start to their Serie A season but they pulled it out the bag on Tuesday night to beat the nine-time winners, Madrid.

One Madrid old-boy - and Champions League legend in the same bracket as Del Piero - fared a little worse than the Juve number 10.

Roberto Carlos had a night to forget as Arsenal, and in particular Theo Walcott, ran him ragged.

I've been a big fan of Carlos, although he was never in the same class as Paolo Maldini for me, but there's no doubting that he has been up there with the best left-backs for the past decade.

At 35, maybe this will be his last season with Fenerbahce as he's certainly lost a yard of pace (although in fairness he was marking one of the quickest players on the planet in Walcott) and had to opt for cynicism on a number of occasions to stop his man.

Robert Pires cameoed for Villarreal, coming off the bench to set-up one and score another in the Yellow Submarines' (isn't that one of the best nicknames in football? If you can think of any others that top that, ping me an email - Spurs season ticket for the best entrant) 6-3 hammering of Aalborg (who coincidentally are managed by Bruce Rioch! Random!).

A Champions League name from years a yonder, Dynamo Kiev, have made an impressive start to this seasons' competition, sitting second in group G, two points behind the Arsenal.

Olexandr Aliyev is a player to watch out for (especially if you're sat behind the goal of Kiev's opponents) as this lad has a hell of a dig on him.

He smashed in a 35-yard free-kick against Porto and could be a rival for Lyon's Juninho as the world's best dead-ball expert.

Talking of free-kick maestros (is he really though? Or has brand Beckham made us believe he is?), David Beckham is of course moving to Milan on loan, although the MLS are already getting worried about their Superstar leaving them high and dry.

LA Galaxy coach Bruce Arena says Becks will not spend the rest of the season there, as has been touted, as that will mean him missing the start of the MLS season.

Ruud Gullit, who knows a thing or two about LA Galaxy and AC Milan, believes that if the move goes well for both parties, Beckham will want to move to the Giuseppe Meazza permanently.

And who could blame him? The MLS really hasn't taken off as he may have thought his arrival would have done for the US soccer league (SCORE!).

When you weigh it up: Champions League football, an 80,000 capacity stadium, the passion and history of Serie A and playing with world class players such as Kaka, Ronaldinho and Phillipe Senderos, versus playing in front of 382 fat root beer swilling yanks, with a bunch of limited players in sweltering heat... Hard one that.

Backing the Lame

A mate of mine makes a bet with one of his pals at the start of each season on which new Premier League striker will score the least amount of goals. Ingenious!

In the past he has had the upper hand on his buddy, with astute picks such as Mateja Kezman, Grzegorz Rasiak and Andriy Shevchenko.

His mate may as well pay him the 20 notes now after he opted for Amr Zaki! The Egyptian's seven league goals would appear to have lost the bet already, especially as my mate went for Roman Pavlyuchenko!

Amazing Roman Pavlyuchenko fact: Spurs Director of Football, Damien Comolli, made Pavlyuchenko his main transfer target (well, after Andriy Arse-Shavings laughed them off) after examining his stats on Football Manager. This is a fundamental example of how the game's greatest minds work.

Comolli used the same technique when signing the midfield starlets Didier Zokora, Kevin Prince Boateng and Adel Taarabt (once hailed 'the new Zidane'), and defensive stalwarts Ricardo Rocha, Younes Kaboul and Benoit Assou-Ekotto.

*Breaking News* Bruch Rioch is no longer manager of Aalborg. He has just been sacked. Seriously. He was back in our football consciousness for a brief moment there for the first time since 1996. How fascinating this game is.

Monday, 20 October 2008

New-found respect for Roy Keane

There is never any doubting what a quality player Roy Keane was, even fans who still hate him to this day would not be able to deny the impact he made on the Premier League.

And he was my favourite pantomime villain - I loved to hate him, I really did.

Even when he, rightly, made the shock decision to go home from the 2002 World Cup because of a matter of principle: he felt the management and organisation of the Ireland team just was not up to scratch, I sided with Mick McCarthy.

I wished that the FAI would throw the book at him and his dog would have coiled a sloppy one on his size 9's during that famous televised dog-walk.

I found it hilarious when he ruptured his cruciate ligament when trying to hack down Alf-Inge Haaland.

I found it disgraceful when he ended Haaland's career a few years later in that revenge attack.

'I'd waited long enough,' wrote Keane in his biography, 'take that you c@nt and don't ever stand over me again sneering about fake injuries.'

Apart from dictating midfield, Keane's fortes were challenging every refereeing decision with intimidation and stamping on players (even the inoffensive Gareth Southgate?!) - even Alan Shearer, a players player, didn't get on with him.

He was the mirror-image of his manager. 'Win-at-all-costs' was his mantra.

But since he hung up his Diadoras and went into management, his geniality, respect for other managers and players, general approach and insightful pre-match and post-match interviews have won me over.

Sunderland drew nil-nil with Fulham at the weekend, but had a Kieran Richardson goal harshly ruled out. Almost every other manager in the league would have complained after the final whistle yet Keane's post-match interview was candid.

No grumbling, no complaining, he just took it on the chin.

Gone is his snarl and foul-play: his trademarks. In its place is a calmness and sense of fair play.

His players seem to follow code. Apart from El Hadji Diouff, there aren't many Black Cat players who fans love to hate.

He's bought well in the summer and has assembled a squad which should have no problems this season, may go on a decent cup run or two and may upset some of the big boys along the way.

I never thought I'd say this but good luck to him.

Amazing Roy Keane fact: The Irishman can grow a full-beard in 17 hours. On planet football, only George Best, Alan Cork and Socrates can beat that.

Friday, 17 October 2008

Normal service resumes - the Futsal World Cup Final

The international break has been and gone meaning one thing: the return of club football. 'WOO HOO' I hear you cry, grown men are throwing their children in the air, women are kicking their knickers off, children will be having a sleepless night tonight due to the excitement.

The Premier League sees no less than five 3 o'clock kick-offs, so Jeff and the boys will be busy, Gary 'the adulterer' Lineker and his cretinous colleagues will have to do some 'work'.

Plus there's an 12.30pm and an 5.45pm match on Sky and Sultana respectively.

Not a dull fixture among them too. Everton trek to the Emirates looking to emulate Hull's heroics, while Gooners will be expecting their team to bounce back from a couple of lousy recent performances with three points.

In-form Villa lock horns with in-form Pompey; there's a long-ball derby.. I mean Lancashire derby as Bolton take on Blackburn at the Reebok; much-improved Fulham face much-improved Sunderland, and Torres-less Liverpool look to continue their impressive start against Wigan.

The early kick-off comes from the Riverside as Southgate's youngsters will be aiming to halt Chelsea's early-season charge, while Man Utd face West Brom in the late one.

Promises to be an interesting weekend, with story of the season thus far, Hull, against West Ham and a relegation dogfight with Stoke against Spurs offering an enthralling Sunday afternoon in front of the box...

I won't be bothering with that as I'm tuning in to Eurosport 2 for the Futsal World Cup Final.

You probably won't know much about this as England seem to be the only nation who don't take this form of the game seriously, which is ironic given our climate and the fact that Futsal is an indoor sport.

That's right, England didn't qualify.

So what is Futsal? In Lehmann's terms: 'GET OUT OF MY FUCKING PENALTY AREA BEFORE I STAMP ALL OVER ZEE TOES OF YOU AND YOUR TEAM-MATES!'

And in layman's terms, Futsal is 5-a-side, played with a weighted size 4 ball aimed at improving touch and technique.

Emphasis is on quick, attacking play as you only have four seconds to take a kick-in (instead of throw-ins) and free-kicks, and sliding tackles are not allowed - that's why you won't find me playing.

But you will find me watching as it is so very skillful. Robinho, Ronaldinho and Deco grew up playing the game which just shows that, apart from stunting your growth, Futsal (Spanish fusion of the word for 'hall' - Sala - and 'football' - futbol) obviously improves your touch, increases speed of thought and movement and general raises the level of technique.

The FA are looking to get Futsal, ahem, rolling but have they been trying that hard? Probably not.

Get kids playing it around the country, games will never be called off due to a waterlogged pitch, they won't lose interest due to warming the bench as there's rolling subs, and it's non-stop action so they'll love it.

It's a no-brainer so sort it Triesman, for the good of the game in England. NOW!

Wednesday, 15 October 2008

Jules Rimet still gleaming and the new, new Zidane

International football isn't what it used to be. Give me Champions League over the Euro's any day.

Don't get me wrong, I love to tune in to the African Cup of Nations, if only for comedy goalkeepers and Mark Bright's commentary, or the Copa America - plenty of Latin flare on display.

I fell in love with the game around the time of football's rebirth - Italia 90 - and we haven't had a better World Cup since. Following England has been painful and I, like so many others, lost interest in them.

But Don Fabio may be winning me over - even if England were dire against Kazakhstan at Wembley last Saturday.

My one fear is that he falls into the trap of forcing Steven Gerrard AND Frank Lampard into the team at any cost.

Two world class players no doubt, but they just cannot perform in tandem. Lampard has earned his right to start ahead of Gerrard at present and Gareth Barry just has to play in order to anchor the midfield as he has done astutely of late.

Gerrard doesn't perform on the left, and with Theo Walcott's hat-trick in Zagreb cementing his place in the starting line-up for the foreseeable future, for me, there's no place for him at the moment other than on the bench - what an amazing player to have on your bench!

Joe Cole has been one of England's better players over the last two years so when fit, and if in form, he'd get my nod. As he isn't fit for Belarus tonight, I'd love to have seen Ashley Young given a go.

Imagine it, Walcott and Young terrorising fullbacks on both flanks... That hasn't happened though as Capello has gone for the same midfield that started against the Borats.

Have you heard about the new Zidane? Bordeaux's Yoann Gourcuff is the latest of Les Bleues' young playmakers to inherit the moniker.

Franck Ribery, Samir Nasri and Hatem Ben Arfa, all quality players in their own right, have all been dubbed 'the new Zizou' and now it's the turn of Gourcuff.

After a spectacular long-range belter against Romania at the weekend, maybe the French Press are right this time...

I'm not the biggest fan of players being labelled 'the new Maradona' or 'the new Van Basten' or 'the new Carlton Palmer'.

Ribery, Nasri and Ben Arfa all play from the left or right for their clubs and we all know that Zidane was a maestro from the centre of the park, a unique player who's technique resembled no other.

Maradona was the same, and there have since been many young Argentine starlets compared to him since.

The latest, Lionel Messi, is truly world class and has the ability to make his mark on the history of the game, whether Gourcuff has the same pedigree remains to be seen.

Sunday, 12 October 2008

Forgetful Rio strikes again

Rio Ferdinand branded England fans 'ignorant' and 'immature' for booing Ashley Cole after the Chelsea left-back cocked up a back-pass and gifted Kazakhstan ('I liiiike') a goal on Saturday evening.

Hold on a minute, I know fans are supposed to back their players but they pay good money to watch their team and they have the right to offer their opinion.

Who does Ferdinand think he is? This is a man who was banned from international football for not attending a doping test because he 'forgot'.

Just because he now does a bit for charity and was wearing the armband at Wembley last night, doesn't mean he is now some sort of mater.

And let's face it, Ashley Cole hasn't done himself many favours recently, what with the Arsenal-Chelsea transfer saga and then cheating on his wife, not to mention a certain incident with a mobile phone.

Forgetful Rio seems to forget that if it wasn't for the man in the street paying ever increasing amounts to go and watch their team and line the pockets of the players, football would not be the cash cow it is today.

Let's look at the facts: England were playing against a team ranked 131 in the world, at home, in front of just shy of 90,000 people, and off the back of a morale boosting 4-1 win over Croatia.

Having taken the lead through an own goal, Cole gaffed for Kazakhstan to equalise. To their credit the visitors excelled themselves, knocking the ball around nicely whereas England, midfield in particular, played like strangers.

Ferdinand apart, England didn't defend with the concentration you would expect from a top-class group of professionals representing their nation.

The fact they scored five goals was not enough to pave over the cracks of what was, Zagreb aside, another inept England performance that we have come accustomed to.

'Immature' maybe, 'ignorant' most certainly not. 'Entitled' would be more like it.

Engage brain before speaking from the heart Rio, that will gain you more fans than foes at a time when Team England is still quickly running out of enthusiastic interest despite topping their group with three wins out of three.