The Top Corner Review

The Real Ronaldo calls it a day

Tue, 15 Feb 2011 18:03:00 -0500

The World Cup’s all-time top goal scorer, Il Fenomeno has decided to hang up his boots, bringing an end to one of the most remarkable careers in the modern game. Ronaldo Luís Nazário de Lima yesterday announced his retirement from football and although one could make cheap jokes of the proverbial fat man finally singing, to do so would be to mock one of the greatest players of our generation.

Born 22^nd September 1976, Ronaldo was raised in the poor suburbs of Rio de Janeiro. Like most children in the area he took to the game of football, hoping to follow in the footsteps of his childhood icon Zico. By the age of 12 Ronaldo was playing for the youth club Tennis Club Valqueire, participating in various youth competitions. As a youngster Ronaldo’s potential was clear to see and his early goal scoring ability attracted interest from a number of Brazilian club across the country. Cruzeiro Esporte Clube were able to see off other rival clubs, paying over $50,000 for the promising striker.

In his breakthrough year Ronaldo scored 12 goals in 13 appearances, helping Cruzeiro to their first ever Copa do Brasil championship. Ronaldo’s talent earned many plaudits and at the age of only 17 he was called up to the national team for the 1994 World Cup. Although watching the tournament from the bench, his appearance in the national team created a stir within the footballing world and after only one season at Cruzeiro, the established European club PSV Eindhoven moved to bring Ronaldo to Holland.

Ronaldo was an instant success, scoring 30 goals, making him the Eredivise top scorer in his first season at the club. His second year was largely disrupted by a persistent knee injury which kept him in the medical room for most of the season but he was still able to maintain an average of nearly a goal a game guiding PSV to victory in the Dutch cup.

Ronaldo’s profile in Europe was growing and in 1996 Barcelona paid a then record fee of £17million to sign the Brazilian. This figure was certainly justified by the striker, who delivered a remarkable 39 in 44 for the Catalan giant’s, leading them to success in the UEFA Cup Winner’s Cup, the Copa del Rey and the Supercopa de España. Ronaldo was La liga top scorer and became the youngest ever player to win the FIFA World Player of the Year at the age of 20.

This incredible year was to be Ronaldo’s only season with Barca as contract renegotiation issues resulted in Inter Milan paying another world recorded fee of £19million to activate the players buy out clause. Again Ronaldo vindicated his transfer figure scoring goals for fun in Serie A. He won the FIFA World Player of the Year for a second time and collected the Ballon d’Or in his first season. Ronaldo was able to overcome the disappointment of the 1998 World cup, where his Brazilian side was beaten by the hosts France in the final, to repeat a second successful season with Milan. He finished second in the FIFA player of the Year and third in the European Footballer of the Year.

Ronaldo was in the form of his life and generally regarded as the best player in the world at the time. Unfortunately this magical period was abruptly ended in the 1999-2000 season when during a match against Serie A opponents Lecce, Ronaldo ruptured ligaments in his left knee. Many speculated that he would never return the same player and after breaking down only 7 minutes into his comeback match, clutching the same knee he had injured almost a year before, there were fears his career could be over.

Amazingly after two operations and months of rehabilitation Ronaldo did return and was included in the Brazilian side for the 2002 World cup. Many considered bringing Ronaldo a risk but the striker silenced any doubts about his fitness, finishing the tournaments top goal scorer with 8 goals including 2 in the victorious final over Germany. He won the World Player of the Year a record third time and was bought for £39million by Real Madrid, to be the spear head of the clubs infamous Galacticos project.

At Real Madrid Ronaldo resumed his incredible goal scoring record, netting a staggering 98 goals in 168 appearances despite spending large periods of time sidelined with further knee and ankle injuries. Ronaldo became a fan’s hero scoring numerous goals against Madrid’s rivals and produced several outstanding individual performances including a historic hat-trick against Manchester United at Old Trafford in the Champions league. After manager Fabio Capello took over at the BernabéuRonaldo began to grow more out of favour due to injury and weight issues.

Injuries continued to damage Ronaldo’s career and after moving to AC Milan for a single season, he returned back home to play for the Brazilian side Corinthians in 2009. Although he helped win a Campeonato Paulista title, Ronaldo was unable to achieve his goal of winning a Copa libertadores with the club and after being eliminated from completion earlier this month Ronaldo announced his retirement. In a press conference the striker indicated that injuries had finally forced him to retire declaring, ‘My body aches. The head wants to continue, but the body can’t take much more.’

Throughout his career Ronaldo was forced to battle obstacles both on and off the pitch with crippling injuries compounded by off the field incidencts and issues regarding his weight and general health. Against all of this adversity Ronaldo was still able to carve out one of the most accomplished careers in football, scoring 62 times for his country adding to his lifelong tally of over 350 official goals.

Ronaldo once said ‘I love to score goals after passing all the defenders as well as the keeper. This is not my speciality, but my habit’; a statement which appropriately summarises one of the greatest goal scorers of all time along with the self-belief required to face all of the challenges thrown in his direction.

-Robert Holliman

The Baggies gamble on Hodgson to save their season

Sat, 12 Feb 2011 07:02:00 -0500

Following a brief and unsuccessful spell with Liverpool, Roy Hodgson’s main focus now is bouncing back with The Baggies.

The managerial merry go-round spun once again this week with Roberto Di Matteo the unlucky victim of his West Bromwich Albion team’s dismal run of form. The 40 year-old Italian can think himself desperately unlucky when considering his excellent early season form which included a stunning 3-2 win against Arsenal at The Emirates. The dismissal came as somewhat of a surprise from a West Brom board who in the past have been far more tolerant of managers with worse Premier League records than Di Matteo. It would seem that the club’s inability to sustain Premier League football has become a growing frustration for the men in charge of the West Midland’s club and to oversee yet another relegation, but this time with a more talented squad, would certainly be perceived as a failure. As a result, the axe fell hard on youthful manager Roberto Di Matteo and was swiftly replaced by Roy Hodgson, a man who will have little trouble in empathising with his predecessor.

A mere six weeks ago Roy Hodgson was dismissed as the manager of Liverpool Football Club. An obvious inability to reverse poor results on the pitch coupled with his thoroughly unconvincing ability to manage a club of such enormity culminated in the experienced manager being pointed in the direction of the Anfield exit. It had all gone so wrong for one of the game’s more likeable managers but as seen again this week, with the affable Di Matteo, football management can be a merciless task and if you can’t win games, being Mr Nice Guy holds little relevance. Hodgson’s calamitous fall from EUROPA League finalists with Fulham to EUROPA League qualification chasers with Liverpool has unfortunately tarnished his reputation within the game. He will now attempt to regain the respect of his peers as manager of West Bromwich Albion.

The replacement of Roberto Di Matteo for Roy Hodgson represents a massive gamble for West Brom but the payouts could be enormous should it prove to be successful. Should the board have stuck with Di Matteo there was no guarantee that he would have been able to halt the team’s awful form. In recent weeks he has cut a forlorn figure in the West Brom dugout, possibly due to a lack of confidence in his own managerial abilities but also, as rumoured, because he felt he could no longer motivate his players. His replacement suffered similarly at Liverpool where it was evident in many of his player’s overall performances and their displays of body language that they did not believe in their manager’s capabilities. On the other hand, at Fulham, Hodgson’s players gave everything for their manager’s cause, often putting in performances which seemed far greater than the individual ability that each player had previously shown to have at their disposal.

West Brom’s managerial change ultimately boils down to which Roy Hodgson decides to turn up at The Hawthorns. If Roy Hodgson of Liverpool reappears, West Brom fans should probably prepare themselves for yet another descent into the second tier of English football. Conversely, should Roy Hodgson of Fulham manifest himself in the West Midlands, there could be every reason to expect the club to stay in the Premier League and push on up the table in future seasons. To the joy of West Bromwich Albion fans, the latter seems more plausible. Hodgson’s greatest managerial success, taking into account the resources available, was at Fulham; a club which is similar in stature and ambitions to his new employers. Clearly he is a man who struggles with the expectations of the top clubs, as seen in the past with Internazionale and more recently Liverpool, but he thrives under the role as the underdog as demonstrated by his remarkable success at Craven Cottage.

West Bromwich Albion may have caused a shock by offering Hodgson a hasty return to management following his Liverpool disaster but in him they have recruited last season’s EUROPA League finalist and LMA Manager of the Year. When the 2009/10 season reached its conclusion, Hodgson was seriously hot property following his achievements at Fulham, touted with potential moves to various clubs and even being considered as Fabio Capello’s successor should he have resigned after the World Cup. With this in mind West Brom have pulled off somewhat of a managerial coup and his miserable time at Anfield will soon be forgotten should he start winning games for The Baggies. Although failure may dictate the end of Hodgson’s lengthy managerial career, success could propel the man into a position where once again he can harbour ambitions of managing his country.

- Paul Richards

Capello shows a keen eye for talent as Walker becomes latest youngster to receive England call

Mon, 07 Feb 2011 16:47:00 -0500

It is quite astonishing just how quickly one’s perception can change, especially within the fickle realms of football. Just one year ago, Fabio Capello was poised to become the sole figure responsible for restoring the pride of a withering football nation by exhibiting his coaching skills on the grand stage of World Cup 2010. Today he is more comparable to a babbling buffoon than a managerial mastermind. Capello is an erratic manager whose disciplinarian approach and wealth of experience contrived only to cause an unimpressive World Cup campaign of catastrophic proportions. Whilst there is an enormous debate in itself as to whether he should have been allowed to continue in his capacity as England manager, he is the man who has been entrusted by the Football Association to rebuild the nation’s shattered dreams. Even now, some seven months since the shambles in South Africa, Capello’s management of the national team continues to come under close scrutiny, most recently for issues surrounding his selection policy.

In Fabio Capello’s first post-World Cup interview he was harassed by the press for answers as to how he planned to counter-act the decline which had become apparent within the English national team. He responded with a disjointed and seemingly random list of untried English players, amongst those, Fulham’s ‘one season wonder’ and severely injury prone, 29 year old Bobby Zamora. The future at this stage looked bleak and uncertain for English football and it was largely accepted that the farcical way in which the team was organised would continue for a while longer yet. The former Real Madrid, AC Milan and Juventus manager continued his bewildering and desperate selection policy by gifting debuts to Bolton’s combative 33 year old Kevin Davies and Championship standard front-man Jay Bothroyd. Whilst admittedly the talent pool of English players has been rapidly evaporating, the phrase ‘scraping the barrel’ springs to mind.

However, despite some truly inexplicable call-ups, Fabio Capello is beginning to stamp his authority on the game once again largely by selecting players based on their club form rather than reverting to the so called super-stars who failed so miserably at the World Cup. His willingness to explore new alternatives is a necessity at this present time in English football. The once aptly named ‘golden generation’ are swiftly becoming ‘the olden generation’ and fresh talent must now be integrated into the squad, a method which Capello has almost immediately put into practice. Thus far, there have been debut appearances for a list of talented young individuals including Adam Johnson, Jack Wilshere, and Jordan Henderson. When England travel to Copenhagen this Wednesday, they will be escorted by Kyle Walker, the latest young player Fabio Capello is hoping can contribute towards a more exuberant England.

Fabio Capello has long been looking for a player to justify his sporadic selection policy and he may just have uncovered the answer to his problems in 20 year old Walker. He is a player with very limited Premier League experience, amassing just a handful of first team appearances at Aston Villa, and as a result he remains an unfamiliar figure to many football fans. However, his recent surge into top flight football is by no coincidence, this player has exceptional talent and a truly mouth-watering amount of potential. Much credit must be given to Capello and his scouting team for identifying Walker’s England credentials based on so few appearances.

Should Kyle Walker get his chance, and eventually he almost certainly will do, England fans should expect an uncompromising defensive full back, with an enormous leap and electric pace. Whilst defensively he is formidable he is equally adept going forward. His marauding attacking runs into the opposition penalty area frequently cause havoc whilst he also wields a ferocious shot. During his time at Queens Park Rangers earlier this season he was often used as the primary attacking outlet, which is highly impressive for a full back, a position which is more associated with defending than attacking. He was twice named as man of the match for Q.P.R when playing in front of the live television cameras, an indication that Walker’s ability was already at a level greater than the second tier of English football. Once his loan with the R’s had expired he was instantly taken by Premier League club Aston Villa and his two goals in four appearances were enough to earn him his first senior England call-up.

Not only Walker, but also players such as Theo Walcott, Jack Wilshere and Adam Johnson represent a positive ray of light for English national football but only if they are managed correctly. It would be unwise to start dishing out exaggerated labels once again like ‘the golden generation’ or drawing comparisons with past greats. These players must be allowed time to become stars and perhaps one day they will be. Fabio Capello may not be around for long but he has initiated a new dawn within the England team, one which fails to reward players for past glories but instead acknowledges form and potential. Long should this system continue if we are to go any way towards repairing the damaged infrastructure of English football. As for Kyle Walker fate appears firmly on his side. England’s greatest modern day right back, Gary Neville, retired from professional football last week coinciding with Walker’s first England call-up. Maybe, just maybe a new star has been born.

- Paul Richards

Bent makes the switch to Villa in a move which seems to defy all logic

Thu, 20 Jan 2011 17:39:00 -0500

The England international’s move to a club placed considerably lower than his former side in the Premier League table remains mired in controversy.

Predicting the course of football is a virtually impossible and quite frankly pointless task. Often, if followed closely, trends emerge within the game. Barcelona, for example, will win nearly every match that they play, this due to the fact that they currently boast one of the most formidable teams of all time. So when it came to contemplating whether Barcelona would overcome the might of Spanish second division outfit Real Betis, you would have been verging on insanity to suggest anything other than a Catalonia triumph, especially considering the fact they demolished the same team by five goals at the Camp Nou just a week earlier. As it happened, Barcelona contrived to lose this game by three goals to one, a result which included a penalty missed by the best footballer on the planet. As previously stated, predicting football is pointless. This largely because just when you think you have it sussed, Darren Bent moves from European hopefuls Sunderland to relegation threatened Aston Villa. It’s a funny old game.

Bent’s swift departure from the Black Cats followed his shock transfer request on Sunday night. When participating in his first interview as an Aston Villa player, the striker indicated that he had been made aware of the interest shortly after the Tyne-Wear derby and immediately mustered the desire to force the transfer through. This decision alone seemed incomprehensible to Premier League enthusiasts for a plethora of reasons which all seemingly culminated into one. With Sunderland performing considerably better than Aston Villa in the league whilst clearly showing serious ambitions of European qualification the only feasible explanation remaining suggested that Darren Bent had been lured to Villa with the prospect of greater financial rewards. When Bent was inevitably accused of this in the same interview, he was quick to cite his transfer to Tottenham Hotspur in 2007, a decision he had made despite the tantalising wages he was supposedly being offered to join West Ham United. So if Bent was not enticed away from The Stadium of Light by the superior wages on offer at Villa then why did he make the move?

A large degree of the surprise surrounding this move can be attributed to the fact that Darren Bent appeared truly settled whilst playing his football for Sunderland. For long periods he seemed as if he was thriving within a team where he was clearly one of the more talented players, much as he did during his earlier years as a professional footballer at Charlton Athletic. The club rescued him from a less than convincing spell at Tottenham Hotspur, where he was often weighed down by the high expectations of being the club’s most expensive player and was overshadowed by the exquisite talents of Dimitar Berbatov. It was ultimately Harry Redknapp’s mismanagement of the player which signalled the end of his time at Spurs, a mistake which his new employer Steve Bruce was keen not to emulate. Bent was made the centre of attention at Sunderland, employed as the primary source of goals and often rewarded with the captain’s armband as a consequence of his influential performances. Bent went on to repay his manager’s faith in him by notching 32 goals in 58 appearances for the Black Cats. It remains baffling that he would opt to leave the club whilst it was still doing so much to enhance his own career.

Bent’s prolific goal scoring record eventually earned him a recall to the England set-up. On a personal level, the player’s talents were being recognised and heralded on the international stage for the first time in his career. His return to the England squad provided him with the opportunity to get his first goal for his country, which came last year in a qualifier against Switzerland. His club were writing their own success story too. Sunderland were proving to be a formidable team in the Premier League, with an impenetrable record at The Stadium of Light and the highlight away from home of thumping Chelsea 3-0 at Stamford Bridge. Bent’s career was at an all-time high and with the glass ceiling removed, he seemed destined for more successful days in the North East. His departure to a club of a similar stature rightfully left a bitter taste in Steve Bruce’s mouth.

Reflecting upon his time at Sunderland it is hard to detect an obvious reason for his departure, especially to a club who are deeply mired within a relegation battle. Bent has stated that he feels Aston Villa are lying in a ‘false position’ but whether that is the case or not, if they remain in the same form they have been in since Gerard Houllier’s arrival as manager they will drop into the Championship. If the player truly thinks that he is making a positive move to Aston Villa then he must be lacking any sense of logic. Although Villa may one day return to the top six of the Premier League they must now face a rebuilding period, repairing a squad which has aged and lost a considerable amount of talent. Sunderland on the other hand are far more equipped for a European challenge which only serves as yet another perplexing factor in the player’s decision to move.

Overall, the transfer does not reflect well on Darren Bent. He shows little remorse for leaving the club that revived his career in a less than favourable state. His comments about joining Aston Villa because they are a bigger club are misplaced and his claims that he has not moved for the increased salary are disingenuous. Steve Bruce revealed the club had talked him out of a move to Fenerbahce in the summer; a club who notoriously hand out high wages to any mercenary willing to leave Europe’s elite leagues for high payouts. The fact that they targeted Bent, and were almost successful, reveals a lot about the character of the player. Conveniently, it also brings to a halt any inquest into why a player of Darren Bent’s quality would swap a team of European challengers for a dejected group of relegation candidates.

- Paul Richards

The All-time Most Prolific Goal Scorer in Football History

Tue, 11 Jan 2011 13:37:00 -0500

With a figure exceeding 800 goals in under 600 appearances, Josef Bican is undoubtedly one of the most under-recognised goal scorers in football

The art of goal scoring is the single most sought after attribute in the game of football. Forwards who can score goals on a consistent basis are seen as invaluable and rarities possessed only by the top teams around the globe. Goal scorers have always been icons for the beautiful game and when considering the all-time greatest football players it is difficult to look past the historic top goal scorers such as Pele, Cruyff and Maradona.

Even today, the generally accepted best players of the modern game, Ronaldo and Messi, receive much of their plaudits on the back of their incredible scoring records over the last two seasons; Ronaldo netting 66 goals in 73 appearance and Messi 75 in 86. However, these magnificent goal scoring feats could be somewhat over shadowed when compared to the largely unknown achievements of a forgotten striker in history books of football. Czech-Austrian forward Josef Bican is estimated, by respected footballing statistics, to have scored over 800 official goals in under 600 competitive matches making him the most prolific scorer in football history to date.

Josef “Pepi” Bican was born on 25^th September 1913 to a poor Austrian family. Bican was brought up in the poverty stricken area of Vienna and his ‘rags to riches’ fairy tale ticks the opening box of spending his early childhood honing his footballing skills on the streets without any form of boots or shoes. One of Bican’s earliest experiences with the game was one of tragedy, losing his father who suffered a fatal kidney injury during a football match when Bican was only 8 years old. With his mother working in a restaurant kitchen, Bican was forced to help support his family from an early age. Four years after his father’s death, Bican started playing for the Hertha Vienna junior team where a sponsor of the club offered Bican a shilling every time he scored - money which was much appreciated at home. With this extra incentive Bican quickly became one of the clubs most promising youngsters and it was not long until the bigger clubs became interested in the starlet forward.

Rapid Vienna, one of the biggest clubs of the area, spotted Bican’s talents and offered him a full time contract. Rapid were so impressed and desperate to hold on to the young player that by the age of 20 he was earning 600 shillings a week, this at a time when the average worker would be lucky to get 5 shillings a day. Bican certainly repaid Rapid on the pitch scoring a staggering 108 goals in 49 top flight competitive matches, winning two national titles in the process. Bican became a great all-round player, able to score with both feet, and a tremendous athlete able to run the 100m in a reported 10.8 seconds.

Bican made his international debut at the aged of 20 in 1933. He led the attacking line as part of the Austrian Wunderteam in the 1934 World Cup. Austria reached the semi-final where they were knocked out somewhat controversially by the host nation Italy who incidentally benefited from a strong backing by Mussolini.

In 1937 Bican decided to leave Vienna and subsequently joined Czech club Slavia Prague, bringing with him his incredible ability to score goals. In 217 appearances Bican notched up 359 goals for the club becoming a fans hero. He was the league highest scorer 12 times and the European top scorer in five consecutive seasons. Supporters often paid to attend training sessions just to see Bican who would entertain the crowds with his tricks and skills. Famously, Bican would knock placed milk bottles off the frame of the goal from the edge of the penalty area and it was said on a good day he would only miss one in ten strikes.

Several of Europe’s biggest clubs were interested in acquiring Bican for obvious reasons, however he turned down teams such as Juventus for fear that Italy might be taken over by communists. He stayed in Prague where, ironically the communists came to power in 1948. Bican refused to join the communist party, just as he had refused to join the Nazi’s in Austria, but attempted to ease relations with the regime by joining the working class club of Vitkovice Zelezarna.

In 1951 Bican was forced to leave city after an incident with the communist party. After being persuaded to take part in a May Day parade, the crowds of people decided to forgo the intended cheers of “Long live President Zapotocky”, the local communist leader, and instead only the cries of “Long live Bican” could be heard. This did not sit well with the regime and Bican was escorted to the train station and told never to return. Bican re-signed for his old club Slavia Prague, which was now Dynamo Prague, ending his career with the club in 1955.

At the time of his retirement Pele was heading for his 1000^th goal and journalists were searching for other players who had reached this landmark. Many players and fans proposed Bican who they claimed scored over 5,000 career goals in total. When asked by reporters why Bican hadn’t drawn more attention to his achievement he simply replied “who’d have believed me if I said I’d scored five times as many goals as Pele?”

The easiest and most fundamental way to judge a striker is on their goals-to-game ratio in competitive matches and on this logic there is simply no one better than Josef Bican.

-Robert Holliman

New manager, same result

Mon, 10 Jan 2011 10:27:00 -0500

Kenny Dalglish may signal new hope for Liverpool fans, but it will be a scrap to recover the ground lost this season.

When Roy Hodgson’s usual Friday press conference was cancelled last week, it was an ominous sign for the 2010 LMA Manager of the Year. Twenty-four hours later he had been replaced by Liverpool legend Kenny Dalglish, hoping to turn his former club’s fortunes around. For many, the new manager’s first game in charge, away to the Premier League leaders in the FA Cup third round was essentially a write-off. However, in a game of very little football and several major refereeing decisions, Liverpool showed enough to suggest they can recover.

Of course, the game was over after two minutes. Daniel Agger clipped Dimitar Berbatov’s ankle as the striker approached the byeline, the Bulgarian lost his balance, Howard Webb pointed to the spot and Ryan Giggs cooly converted. Many called for a dive, but the forward is not known for his dishonesty. It was a soft-goal to concede, a rash and unnessesary tackle by the defender, but despite the early set back Liverpool played well in the opening period. Pressing United high up the pitch, it was a tactic that effectively stifled United’s midfield, until Steven Gerrard made another rash tackle on the half hour mark and saw red. Their opponents a man down, United comfortably passed the ball for an hour with no real need for any cutting edge.

Would a team under Hodgson have fared any better under such circumstances? Whilst far from outstanding, the Liverpool players performed to the standard expected of a team that still contains some world-class players. Particularly in defence, there was a competency about the side that was absent under the previous manager. Whether this was down to the boost of a new manager, the fear of being humiliated by their arch-rivals, or simply the replacement of Paul Konchesky with Fábio Aurélio, is difficult to call. One thing is for sure: a defeat for Dalglish is considerably different to a defeat for Hodgson. Dalglish is blessed with the approval of the Liverpool fans, something that Hodgson never experienced. There is something of a similarity to Alan Shearer taking charge of Newcastle in 2009. To an extent, it doesn’t matter what Dalglish does - there is a feeling that the man who won three First Division titles is the best thing for the club. Nobody could do a better job, even if they are relegated.

If distributed correctly, Liverpool have a first eleven capable of finishing in the top six, if not the top four, but their squad still lacks depth and coping with this will be Dalglish’s hardest challenge. Whether he still has the guile to spot a player in the modern transfer market remains to be seen. He may choose instead to attempt to spark some life into some of the talented but ellusive players already on the Liverpool books, namely Ryan Babel. His introduction in the second half against United was one of instant impact - the Dutchman was physical, direct and the clearest goal threat Liverpool posed all game. He has a new chance under Dalglish. That said, he had a new chance under Hodgson, one that he did no appear keen to take. And he’ll have to quit moonlighting as a photoshop artist.

- Jack O’Halloran

Blackpool’s sensational start highlights the merits of having a highly functional team

Sun, 09 Jan 2011 16:22:00 -0500

Blackpool continue to upset the odds as they work to prove that the team bears more importance than the individual.

The rise of Blackpool football club was initially viewed as somewhat of a phenomenon. Most fans of the game have simply treated their ascent to the Premier League as a footballing anomaly, the likes of which will probably not occur again for many years. However, the minnows from the seaside have made it to 2011 without ever falling into the relegation zone and have regularly forced themselves into the top half of the table, with early season highs of second place. The Tangerines are currently sitting pretty in thirteenth place, joint on points with the almighty Liverpool. With a few games in hand over their nearest rivals Blackpool are looking very well placed to upset the odds and survive the threat of relegation. It is now time to abandon any preconceptions made about the lack of quality at Blackpool Football Club for irrelevant reasons such as the size of their stadium and lack of a prestigious history. Ian Holloway has built a very effective team at Bloomfield Road.

The Blackpool success story has arrived as a consequence of the imbalance of wealth which exists within English football. It is true that certain clubs, such as Manchester United and Liverpool, have always had more money available for the acquisition of players; however the sheer enormity of wealth which has been bestowed upon Chelsea and Manchester City in more recent years has caused an overly inflated market within English football. With seemingly average players, such as James Milner, moving to the top clubs for fees which in the past would have bought you any player in the world, it had become obvious that it would be virtually impossible for the smaller clubs to acquire talented individuals for anything that even remotely resembled value for money.

Blackpool have indirectly profited from this over-inflated tranfer market. The financial constraints which existed within the club meant that entering such an expensive market would be hugely inadvisable. Consequently, the club were forced to work with the resources which were already internally in existence. The Blackpool transfer policy was now directed towards assembling and uniting a team of players whose individual talents were not glaringly apparent but collectively, their stock was much higher. Their team was initially tipped for relegation into League One in the 2009/10 season. This was largely due to the fact that they had appointed a manager, in Ian Holloway, who had recently overseen the demise of Leicester City but also because they had not strengthened their squad as significantly as their league rivals.

Ultimately, these supposed faults manifested themselves as strengths. Ian Holloway had learned how destructive a negative approach to football could be and had reinvented himself upon an attacking philosophy. As for the team, a few clever additions such as Charlie Adam and David Vaughan were added to a core of familiar players with limited football ability but a great team ethic. The value of persisting with a familiar unit of players was ultimately proven as Blackpool gained promotion by, rather ironically, beating a team of talented individuals in Cardiff City, to gain promotion to the English Premier League.

As the average player continues to command extortionate amounts of money in the transfer window ‘the Blackpool effect’ will become a lot more frequent within the game. Only the seriously rich will be able to attract the real game-changing players therefore it would not be such an awful idea for the lesser teams to follow the blueprint of Blackpool’s success. In fact, a similar transfer model has been put into place at both Leeds United and Norwich City. Following relegation into League One, both of these clubs refused to press the panic button and splurge in the transfer market in an attempt to gain the upper hand in a league in which both clubs were significantly larger than the majority of their rivals. Instead they retained the core of their team and gained promotion back into the Championship, continually growing in strength by remaining loyal to their starting eleven. Neither side made massive changes in the build up to this season and both now find themselves on the cusp of a return to the Premier League.

Whether Blackpool can be considered pioneers of this system is obviously debatable. I am definitely not suggesting that they invented the concept of ‘the team’ as since the initiation of football, highly effective teams have been recording success throughout the game. However, the current trends that exist within the English game suggest that success is directly related to a clubs outlay on talented players. For Blackpool to have crafted a team of players whose individual talent should be seeing the majority of them playing no higher than The Championship, to be competing with some of the best players in the world is truly commendable. A real victory for teamwork and comradeship and it is a welcome change to applaud the merits of a united group rather than the exceptional individual. Blackpool may just have instigated a shift in emphasis away from the importance of having great individuals and towards the importance of having a great team.

- Paul Richards

Hodgson underperforming, but the decision to sack him is not an easy one

Mon, 03 Jan 2011 13:11:38 -0500

Roy Hodgson’s tenure as Liverpool boss is on life support, and a 2-1 home win against Bolton is by no means a panacea for his ills.

Six disappointing months since the departure of Rafael Benitez, no remnants now remain at Liverpool Football Club of the early optimism and promise granted by new ownership, new management and new recruits. Indeed, Roy Hodgson’s appointment was received with much fanfare in post-Benitez euphoria and this blog (and this writer) was no exception.

It all seemed a good fit - Liverpool were in decay, slipping from a second-place finish in 2009 to seventh in 2010, and it was Hodgson, the architect of Fulham’s recent European triumphs, that was brought in to stop the rot and restore Liverpool to their position amongst England’s elite. The caveat, though, was that Hodgson would not be afforded the small fortunes imparted to Liverpool managers past; his shrewd man-management and maximisation of marginalised talents were the motivators behind his appointment.

Since, Hodgson has appeared to be out of his depth, struggling to align the crucial cogs within the club and unable to grasp the system with which his squad might work best. With success on the pitch becoming increasingly infrequent, confidence has drained. His fostering of talent is conspicuous in its absence in nearly every performance this season. His subtle man-management has come to nought.

The nadir of his reign came last week with the 1-0 defeat to Wolves, where the Anfield faithful watched the likes of Gerrard, Torres and Cole fall to a side bottom of the table and previously unable to muster a win against Liverpool in 27 years. Coming from behind on New Year’s Day to beat a troubling Bolton side has given Hodgson a brief respite, but the result is not fooling anyone. Something at Liverpool does not compute and the new owners now have a short window in which to commit to a decision on Hodgson’s future.

It all looks rather bleak, but the decision is not a clear one. Hodgson has cut a helpless figure on the touchline and in interviews this season, but he is not fully culpable for all of Liverpool’s misery. The quality of the squad he inherited had long been under a sustained period of dilution due to scattergun transfer policies, both with the inflow and outflow of players, and Benitez’ deficiency in buying suitably. How Hodgson would love to turn back the clock and have Xabi Alonso and Javier Mascherano in his side. Instead, his budget constraints have forced him to scour for players in much the same fashion as he would have at Fulham. Enter Paul Konchesky, Christian Poulsen and Milan Jovanovic who are all well below the standard expected of Liverpool. Admittedly, Joe Cole and Raul Mereiles have shown promise, but Hodgson has yet to get the best from them.

Hodgson’s future ultimately depends on the board’s propensity to push the panic button. If relegation is a genuine fear, wholesale change at the top may be the preferred option. However, this seems unlikely. What does seem likely is that Liverpool will continue to perform at their current rate, which is strikingly similar to how Fulham performed under Hodgson’s stewardship. Hodgson’s footballing philosophy looks ill-suited to the global aspirations of a club like Liverpool, but for now, the club would be shooting themselves in the foot in dismissing him. Some transfer funds this month may help Hodgson in implementing his vision at Liverpool, but either way, he deserves until the Summer to prove whether this is possible or not.

- Ciarán McManus

City make the first move in the most crucial transfer window January has ever seen

Thu, 30 Dec 2010 14:48:00 -0500

Could Edin Dzeko prove to be the final piece in the Manchester City jigsaw?

With a limitless war chest of transfer funds, it is no surprise that Manchester City have become the first team to make a serious move in the soon to open January transfer window. Equally unsurprising is the position targeted for improvement. As a consequence of a supposed lack of firepower at Eastlands, City have made a move for one of Europe’s most sought after attackers. Despite a multitude of strikers including Carlos Tevez, Emmanuel Adebayor and Mario Balotelli, the team have only managed 32 goals this season, 7 less than pace setters Manchester United, having also played two games less than The Red Devils. This total looked far less convincing before an awful Aston Villa team visited Manchester on Tuesday and were soundly beaten by four goals. With the second best defence in the league it comes as no shock that City enter the transfer market with their sights solely set upon attacking reinforcements.

Currently, Carlos Tevez would appear to be the only player with the capacity to produce the goals which could fire City to the Premier League title. Other players such as Emmanuel Adebayor and Mario Balotelli are capable of exhibiting the occasional flash of brilliance but becoming overly reliant upon them could prove an unnecessary risk, especially given the fact that the funds are available to recruit a more reliable source of goals. Had Tevez actually followed through with his desires to leave the club, City would have been seriously lacking in potency, a fear which has spurred the club into transfer action, looking initially to the talents of Wolfsburg’s explosive Bosnian, Edin Dzeko. Should the club secure his services, Manchester City would have acquired a player of true quality and massive potential.

For those who do not follow the Bundesliga, or the Bosnian national team for that matter, Edin Dzeko is a fantastically talented player, capable of scoring a variety of different goals. He does not specialise in being a powerful target man nor can he be pigeon-holed as a tricky pace-man. Such is the unique talent of this man he can offer all of the above. Dzeko, with both his head and feet, is a finisher of the highest order and certainly warrants the reported 35 million pounds price tag. His scoring record speaks for itself with a highly impressive 66 goals in 111 games for VFL Wolfsburg, an all time record for any Wolfsburg player, and 17 goals in 31 appearances for Bosnia and Herzegovina. These are all factors which have contributed to a list of accolades for the player including: Bosnian Footballer of the year twice running, Bundesliga Players’ Footballer of the Yearand even a prestigious Ballon d’Or nomination in 2009. Perhaps even more remarkable is the fact that he has achieved all of this at the mere age of twenty four. Edin Dzeko is a player with the world at his feet.

Perhaps an equally exciting aspect of Edin Dzeko is that his ability does not end with his exquisite capacity to score goals. He sports a combative style, high on work rate and bravery, largely as a consequence of his early career playing as a central midfielder. Carlos Tevez aside, Manchester City are lacking this work ethic at the top end of the pitch and whilst Mario Balotelli claims himself to be the second best player in the world, incidently behind only Lionel Messi, his abhorrent lack of enthusiasm will only serve as a hindrance to his own ability in the intensity of the Premier League. Dzeko’s seemingly imminent addition to the Manchester City squad will bring fierce competition to Eastlands with the emphasis heavily falling upon Roberto Mancini to unite a rogue group of talented individuals. If he can do this, Manchester City will have to be considered as serious title contenders. The idea of Carlos Tevez and Edin Dzeko in the City attack will be a fearful prospect for all of their rivals. The impact of such an efficient pairing could very much be the catalyst for high profile purchases throughout January. The question now is; who will flinch next?

- Paul Richards

Arsenal thrill, but have yet to beat the league's best team

Mon, 27 Dec 2010 21:31:03 -0500

Arsenal’s performance hints at a corner turned, but is offset by Chelsea’s slump starting to look serious.

This was, in fact, the second time this season that Arsenal have put three goals past a title-chasing rival, and you’d be forgiven for thinking that this feat makes the Gunners the clear-cut favourites for the title. But their 3-0 demolition of a Manchester City side at a one-man disadvantage for the best part of 85 minutes in October told us little about Arsenal’s title credentials.

You could pass a similar, if perhaps harsh, indictment on the Gunner’s performance yesterday evening when a Chelsea side far removed from the double-winning powerhouse of last season capitulated under sustained pressure from sprightly opposition. Carlo Ancelotti’s team looked as good as it ever does on paper, with the vital vertebrae of Frank Lampard slotting back in to the tough spine of the team and Didier Drogba seemingly up for tormenting Arsenal’s backline once more, but despite the deep reserves of experience possessed, Chelsea’s well of mental fortitude remains dry.

Mainstays John Terry and Ashley Cole performed solidly, but Chelsea lacked confidence in all areas of the pitch, with the physical presence of both Michael Essien and John Obi Mikel being nothing more than ghostly. That they were outplayed by an immensely talented but ultimately lightweight midfield trio of Jack Wilshere, Cesc Fabregas and Alex Song is telling. Arsenal dominated possession in the midfield, but were gifted the ball as often as they won it.

With their best team not up for the task, Chelsea’s plan B, or C for that matter, was never forthcoming. For all of the club’s past riches, Chelsea’s bench was a sorry sight, consisting of four yet-unproven academy players and no recognised striker down to both Nicolas Anelka and Daniel Sturridge picking up late injuries.

Whilst Ancelotti may yet get Chelsea’s season back on to a stable trajectory with some shrewd man-management and a purchase or two, it seems safe to say that Chelsea are no longer the best team in the country. They are now merely amongst a small handful of the country’s best teams, which includes but is certainly not topped, not yet anyway, by Arsenal.

Despite Chelsea’s failings, it should be remembered that Arsenal still had work to do in beating tough and hardened opposition so effortlessly. This was perhaps Arsenal’s most Barcelona-like demonstration yet; Chelsea were pushed and pressured into unforced errors and sloppy passing in every area of the pitch, mistakes on which Arsenal swiftly capitalised. Dropping the lackadaisical Andrey Arshavin to the bench paid great dividends as Theo Walcott stepped up and justified his selection from a starting berth, using his threat and pace to pin back Ashley Cole and put him under constant duress. The dynamism and work rate of the entire side was maintained to the final whistle, where it seemed a possibility that they may crumble after conceding.

The challenge, though, that Arsenal now face is to foster their new found swagger so that it may still be present on April 30^th 2011 when Manchester United visit the Emirates, and going on Arsenal’s recent history, the challenge they face may be just as monumental as the one faced by Chelsea.

- Ciarán McManus

England’s greatest overseas manager… and you’ve never heard of him

Sat, 25 Dec 2010 20:13:00 -0500

Jack Greenwell is undoubtedly one of England’s greatest football exports, yet he remains a name lost in the history of football.

British managers plying their trade abroad has become a rare commodity in the modern game and today it is a challenge taken on almost exclusively by players of Football Manager rather than the current crop of British coaches. A few flag bearers have gained plaudits for their accomplishments in recent years with the likes of Roy Hodgson and Steve McClaren joined the small list of past successes including Terry Venables, John Toshack and the late Sir Bobby Robson. However, when discussing those who successfully took their managerial talents aboard, one name is often horribly overlooked. From starting his career in non-league football to winning top flight titles in Spain and South America, including the first unofficial World Cup, Jack Greenwell certainly has a claim to being the most successful English manager to ever take on the gaffer’s role overseas.

Born on 2nd January 1884 in Durham, Greenwell’s footballing career started at non-league Crook Town. As the non-football archives do not fully cover the events in the early 1900’s much of Greenwell’s early playing career is unknown. However, one important fact which has stood the test of time is that Greenwell helped minnows West Auckland win the Sir Thomas Lipton Trophy, today referred to as The First World Cup. This remarkable achievement occurred in 1911 when the top footballing nations at the time sent their most prestigious professional clubs to represent the country in the tournament held in Turin, Italy. The countries involved included Italy, Germany and Switzerland but the stubborn English Football Association did not want to be associated with the competition at the time, declining the offer to send a profession team. As a result Lipton, organiser of the competition, invited Greenwell’s amateur side to represent England and under his captaincy, they won the tournament, beating the host nation’s team Juventus 6-1 in the final.

The magnificent feat earned Greenwell a move to Barcelona where he made 88 appearances for the Catalan Giants and scored 10 times. Greenwell’s influence and leadership skills both on and off the pitch made him an iconic figure at Barcelona and after retiring as a player in 1917 he was appointed head coach of the club, or their first official manager. Greenwell held the hot seat on the Barcelona bench for seven years, which today is a record bettered only by Johan Cruyff. He went on to become one of the club’s most successful managers, leading the team to five domestic titles and a brace of Spanish cups. In 1923 Greenwell left Barcelona and became the manager of their local rivals RCD Español. It wasn’t long before he brought success to the club wining a league and cup double, a triumph sweetened by victory over his former employee Barcelona in the cup semi-final. Surprisingly, Greenwell returned to Barcelona a year later, winning yet another league title. He managed a few other teams in Spain and helped organise the Spanish national team for the 1920 Summer Olympics but the outbreak of the Spanish Civil War in 1936 forced him to leave the country.

Greenwell fled to Turkey but little is known about his time in the country or if he continued working in football. It appeared that the story would end here for the great man but bizarrely, in 1938, Greenwell resurfaced in Peru. It was here that he earned perhaps his most impressive achievement on his résumé. After collecting another domestic title with Universitario de Deportes, Greenwell took charge of the Peru National team and in 1939 led them to victory in the South American Championship, today known as Copa America. To this day, Greenwell is still the only non-South American manager to achieve such a feat.

Greenwell’s final managerial position was in Colombia where he managed Independiente Santa Fe and at his first year at the club he led them to their first ever state championship. On October 5th 1942 Greenwell’s Santa Fe defeated their local rivals, Deportivo Texas, 10-3. Unfortunately, this was to be Greenwell’s final triumph as he died after a morning training session two days later at the age of 58. He was a remarkable trailblazer, gaining success wherever he took his talent whilst helping leagues in their infancy to develop, but sadly he passed away with his mastery of the beautiful game largely unrecognised.

- Robert Holliman

Allardyce the next in line to fall victim to an unexpected dismissal

Tue, 21 Dec 2010 17:34:00 -0500

Sam Allardyce’s exit suggests that style is becoming increasingly more important than substance in the modern game.

The Barclays Premier League, with its vast array of sublime talents and physical competitiveness, is a marvellous spectacle for millions of people around the world, however there is little escaping some quite shameful events which have tainted England’s elite league competition this December. The month began with ominous forecasts of heavy snowfall. The inevitability of such weather should instantaneously alert every football loving individual to the almost incomprehensible fact that the football may indeed be called off. That it did, in numerous instances, and as a result we were presented with the truly hideous side of the game. Whilst footballs everywhere remained stationary ‘Pantomime Season’ got into full swing as Chris Hughton was inexcusably dismissed from Newcastle United, Carlos Tevez demanded out of his £300,000 a week job and finally, experienced manager Sam Allardyce got the axe as ambitious new owners demanded more from an already overachieving Blackburn Rovers side. The decision to terminate the contract of a man who had achieved positive results during his time at Blackburn Rovers is both remarkable and perplexing.

Sam Allardyce’s record in the Premier League is very good indeed. Having gained promotion to the league with his Bolton Wanderers side in the 2000/01 season, ‘Big Sam’ went on to propel his team to a 6^th place finish resulting in qualification into the UEFA Cup. High profile players such as Youri Djorkaeff, Jay-Jay Okocha, and Nicolas Anelka joined The Reebok for one primary reason; under Sam Allardyce, Bolton Wanderers looked to be a club that was going places. However, to reflect upon Allardyce’s time at Bolton as simply flawless would be inaccurate. Whilst Bolton Wanderers were extremely difficult to beat, this largely came down to a style of play which was reliant upon physicality rather than talented individuals. This style swiftly became synonymous with Allardyce, a burden which often detracts from the fact that the manager had perfected a system which was consistently earning three points in one of the toughest leagues in the world. This tag would ultimately prove to be his undoing on several occasions to come.

Following extraordinary success at Wanderers, Allardyce was deservedly rewarded with a shot at a big club with Newcastle United, however the timing of his arrival was unfortunate and the pressures of repairing a sinking ship with far too many holes meant it did not take long for Big Sam to be shown the exit door. Expectation is far too often a manager’s biggest threat, a notion which Allardyce is now once again acquainting himself with, just as he did after his ill-fated spell on Tyneside. Newcastle United were on the cusp of a catastrophic demise and ultimately it proved that Alan Shearer, God of the Tyne, could not even prevent their decline. Whilst the Magpies descended into the Championship mire, their former manager was hauling his new Blackburn Rovers team away from a relegation battle, allowing the club to stabilise following a period of uncertainty under the poor mismanagement of Paul Ince. Sam Allardyce was once again proving his top flight credentials in front of fans that were happy to sacrifice aesthetically pleasing football for an extended period amongst England’s elite.

Under Allardyce, Blackburn continued to be a competitive force in the Premier League, regularly grinding out results against their relegation rivals, ensuring that they were never liable for the drop in division. However, in November of this year, the winds of change swept across Ewood Park. New ownership had arrived with the open admission that a very close eye would be kept upon the managerial staff’s performance levels. Instantly, despite an exemplary previous track record, Sam Allardyce’s job was under threat. Ultimately, it was a pair of contrasting winter fixtures which served to justify the termination of Big Sam’s contract.

The Venky’s Group, having assumed control of Blackburn Rovers, felt a fantastic celebration was in order following their new purchase. A decision was taken to muster their close friends and business associates for a rousing trip to Old Trafford with great hopes of witnessing their new team going toe to toe with The Premier League’s most successful club of all time. As it conspired, the new owners of Rovers observed their team being annihilated before their very eyes in a 7-1 thrashing which coincided with five goals for the ever lethargic, Dimitar Berbatov. Sam Allardyce takes pride in his teams’ toughness and impenetrable core but on that day they fell to a Manchester United side, who themselves were struggling to hit top form, with barely a whimper. This became a crucial day in the final weeks of Allardyce’s Blackburn reign and whilst this match represented the first of the metaphorical nails in the coffin, Sam was dead and buried after a return to the Reebok just two weeks later.

Allardyce’s final game in charge of Blackburn Rovers was riddled with irony. A return to the Reebok meant a return to the club where he had once made his name, however since his departure the club had evolved significantly. Bolton Wanderers, under Owen Coyle, had distanced themselves from Allardyce’s traditional and somewhat primitive approach to football and now utilised a high tempo and elegant passing game. Allardyce found himself up against a club, of a similar stature to Blackburn Rovers, but playing entertaining football and climbing the league in the process. Unfortunately for Sam, Blackburn’s owners became aware of this too with the match itself serving as a stark portrait of the two teams contrasting styles. Despite a closely contested 2-1 victory in Bolton’s favour, it had become apparent that Sam Allardyce’s style of football did not match the requirements of his club’s ambitious owners. With his departure, it is reasonable to think that with him leaves an outdated style of football which is becoming increasingly less desirable in the modern game. Perhaps more concerning however though is the totally unexpected nature of the sacking, which is credit to the fine work Sam was doing at Blackburn. Premiership managers beware, nobody is safe.

- Paul Richards

Hughton’s Dismissal Yet Another Misstep For Ashley’s Newcastle

Tue, 07 Dec 2010 21:26:45 -0500

Newcastle United’s decision to sack Chris Hughton is not only a poor one, but an undignified way to dispose of a loyal and hardworking servant of the club.

The firing of the popular and affable Chris Hughton from his post as manager of Newcastle United on Monday is the latest in a line of countless missteps made by an executive management team whose reign has been characterised by poor decision making. The club’s owner, cheap sportswear magnate Mike Ashley, probably feels entitled to make any coaching staff changes he likes having poured £200million of his own money into a once giant of English football, but he has consistently shown he cannot be trusted to handle such matters with any delicacy or nous.

Just months into Ashley’s ownership, the dismissal of Sam Allardyce, an unpopular but nonetheless adept manager who was arguably operating with long term goals in mind, was a poor move but the error was only compounded by the appointment of his replacement. A finicky and demanding fan base has not helped Ashley’s cause, but a lack of appreciation for the historical loyalty of those fans has meant he’s dealt with their demands as stereotype would dictate. Enter Kevin Keegan, experienced but an emotionally fragile football romantic. True, Newcastle fans preached the Good News of their messiah’s return as expected, but Keegan and the modern machine of Newcastle United were a poor fit. This new machine had at it’s cold mechanic heart a newly instated continental-style management hierarchy to supposedly aid and support Keegan in his managerial duties. To force a European organisational structure firstly upon a league that did not and does not utilise this system and secondly upon Keegan was a disastrous miscalculation. Insulted and broken, Keegan departed.

Despite protestations from the Newcastle faithful for the ‘Cockney Mafia’ to move out, Ashley sought to quell their unrest by appointing archetypal cockney Joe “You’re a c***” Kinnear. After Kinnear’s health problems got the better of him, an obtuse Ashley fell back on the old tried-and-tested-and-failed method of messianic recruitment to win over the hearts and minds of both the failing Newcastle players and the fans. Anyone who bothers to listen to what Alan Shearer has to say on Match of the Day would attest to his general lack of charisma and articulation for football’s nuances and, although given a very tall order to keep Newcastle in the Premier League with eight games to go, it was of little surprise to see him fail.

These were grim times on Tyneside, grimmer than usual, but all was not lost as Hughton, the reliable, dependable workhorse of a caretaker manager, was there as always to guide the club through it’s darkest hour. They took the Championship by storm, winning the title, and automatic promotion with it, with two games to spare. The momentum only continued into this season with the results speaking for themselves; wins at Arsenal, Everton, Aston Villa, Chelsea (albeit in the Carling Cup) and not to mention their imperious destruction of Sunderland, left them sitting at a healthy 11th in the table, one place above Liverpool. But this did little to prevent Ashley and his associates from making their worst decision so far in sacking Hughton, a manager not only capable, but rapidly improving.

Ashley now seeks a manager with Premier League pedigree but Hughton’s shoes are large ones to fill. Few can match his ability to motivate and control some of the most volatile personalities in football (messrs Barton and Carroll), and few managers are so likeable. Kevin Nolan’s admittance that the players were shocked to hear of Hughton’s departure only gives credence to the idea that the players were playing out of their skins for their manager, one who they liked and respected. The next manager will inherit a squad more than capable of surviving in the Premier League, and should do without little trouble, but if it is expected of him to finish higher than 11th then Ashley may just find himself wielding the axe yet again. Here’s to hoping the widespread condemnation of his current restless change may teach Ashley a lesson yet, and allow the next unfortunate soul the time to settle and achieve.

- Ciarán McManus

Losing the World Cup Bid is a Bullet Dodged

Fri, 03 Dec 2010 08:52:09 -0500

Despite England’s eagerness to please, they make uncomfortable bedfellows with FIFA.

A grim sense of inevitability not far removed from one felt only six months ago accompanied the news that England had once again been unceremoniously tossed out of the running to win the World Cup. A bid campaign marred by early problems shouldn’t have been expected to fare as well as we dared to envision, but the end result, the final proposal of the England 2018 team witnessed yesterday almost justified the delusion. They pulled out all the stops, drafting in the three most internationally recognisable faces England had to offer short of Harry Potter but although the Holy Triumvirate of David Beckham, David Cameron and Prince William brought authority and grace to the proceedings, the voting result was so bad that the entire campaign could only be considered a failure.

Russia won out, and Qatar with them, with FIFA staying consistent to its capitalist zeal for worldwide development. It seemed logical for football to come home, but it was decidedly unsurprising to see the World Cups go to those hosts that boasted the greatest potential financial gains for the FIFA bourgeoisie and their global sponsorship partners. FIFA had attracted criticism on this front only as recently as the World Cup just gone, where enterprises as small as market stalls and sole-traders were threatened with legal action for infringing on the trademarks of FIFA and its World Cup product, despite the ethos behind bringing the tournament to South Africa to promote regional development in a poverty-stricken nation. No matter what the World Cups may do for their hosts and the publicity of the game worldwide, FIFA always seem to remain the chief beneficiary.

Money and its allocation is a contentious and current issue regarding football’s governing body after the allegations of vote-selling by a Sunday Times investigation and further bribery accusations made by BBC’s Panorama. These, shook the disapproving head of the England campaign, dented the bid’s chances, but this is hardly indicative of the English feeling as a whole; England’s distrust of the FIFA power base is not limited to the BBC and Sunday Times alone. The Premier League’s televisual might makes FIFA wary, with the feeling mutual, and the majority of the English press often accuses FIFA and it’s President Sepp Blatter of retrograde thinking. The CONCACAF President Jack Warner, believed to have yesterday reneged on a promise to cast his three polling votes to the English bid was termed by Roy Keane, ever a man known for his prescience, as a “clown” over two years ago. Thus, English ill-feeling towards the dictatorial rule of FIFA is only reaffirmed by these reports and so should they be celebrated, even if the timing of their releases was a little unfortunate. It’s most unfortunate however, that the England bid team condemned the reports, almost to make them complicit in the corruption.

This means, perhaps, that England may well be better off. A poll on the Guardian’s website asks if FIFA did England a favour, with the argument being that the FA can now concentrate on its own systemic problems and the development of the grass-roots game. This may come as little consolation to those invested in the bid, but at any rate, despite our perennial protestations about its state of affairs, English football and its politics is infinitely more progressive than that discussed amongst the patriciate within the halls of FIFA HQ in Zurich. Independence from the state is assured for a little while longer and perhaps we’ll get some answers to our probing questions sometime soon.

- Ciarán McManus

El Clasico lives up to the hype.

Thu, 02 Dec 2010 12:46:00 -0500

Barcelona hit five against the old enemy, but what does it all mean?

In all my time as a follower of football, never have I seen a Spanish league game hyped like Monday night’s clash between Barcelona and Real Madrid. Unusually broadcast on a Monday night because of Spanish elections, Sky Sports presented us with a battle of Homeric scale, and some journalists even went as far as declaring it the biggest club game in history. To an extent, it was justified. The game featured over ten of last year’s World Cup winners, the last two winners of the Fifa Ballon d’Or (plus ten of this year’s nominees), and a new generation of Galacticos, led by the former Barcelona translator, attempting to turn the tide of league dominance.

With Real Madrid unbeaten in La Liga, and with Messi and Ronaldo individually destroying any sense of competition other teams might pose, the latest El Clasico was presented as a potential title decider. However, this was no clash of the titans, but a one-sided slaughter. Anybody who watched Barcelona against Arsenal at the Emirates last year will have a sense of how dominant the home side were, but unlike the London club, Real had absolutely no response. From the first minute it was a masterclass of possession football from the Catalans. After Messi hit the upright in the sixth minute, Xavi put the hosts ahead in the tenth with a delightful chip when the ball deflected into his path. Fifteen minutes later, when Busquets played the ball out to Villa after a string of around thirty passes, a deflected cross to Pedro effectively finished the game off.

Such was Barcelona’s dominance that one question inevitably arises. Were Real totally outclassed, or did they just have a bad day? It was a bit of both. Madrid responded well after going a goal down and looked dangerous on the counter attack, but lacked the cutting edge required. A shot from Di Maria was well saved, and Benzema was only inches away after a brilliant through ball from Ronaldo. However, Madrid never pressed Barcelona, something that will have surprised many considering how Chelsea and Inter Milan played under Mourinho. The hosts never looked under pressure, with Xabi Alonso and Mesut Özil virtually absent from the game. Villa beat the offside trap on fifty five minutes after a through ball from Messi, and the Argentinean was provider again three minutes later, putting Villa through to finish through Casillas’slegs. Substitute Jeffren finished the rout on ninety one.

The significance of five-nil is not to be underestimated. For Spanish fans, a five-nil win is known by some as a manita, referring to a goal for every finger on the human hand. Furthermore, this was the fifth time Barcelona has beaten Real Madrid five-nil, causing some Catalan publications to coin the term Super Manita. Interestingly, other statistics remained consistent. The loss continued Mourinho’s record of never having won at the Camp Nou. Additionally, in eight games, Messi has never scored against a Mourinho team, a statistic he seemed aware of when when Bojan struck against Casillas with the Argentinian square. Already four-nil up, Messi kicked the air in frustration, betraying his usual composure. Furthermore, in six games Ronaldo has never scored against Barcelona, aiding critics who claim he goes missing in big games. In fairness, Ronaldo was Real’s best player, and two well struck free kicks sailed only inches wide. On another day it may have been a different score line.

Barcelona continue to press the case that they are the best footballing side the world has seen for a long time. On the other hand, Real are by no means out of the title race, and they will certainly be a force in Europe. Whatever the significance of this result, make sure to place the return leg on April 17th in your diary.

- Jack O’Halloran

The Awakening Giant

Wed, 01 Dec 2010 08:53:00 -0500

Under fresh American ownership could Liverpool Football Club finally be heading towards a land of hope and glory?

The Liverpool ownership saga has to be one of the most heavily-covered sports-business stories of recent times. As foreign ownership of Premier League clubs has become increasingly en vogue, we have seen examples of all kinds – the good, the bad, and in this case the incredibly ugly.

In footballing terms, Liverpool is the grand old team of English football, despite what Manchester United might say. They remain the most successful team in English history, eclipsing Chelsea, United, even Brian Clough’s Nottingham Forest (though don’t tell him that). That they have never won the Premier League must surely be more of an oddity than Arsenal’s run of five years without a trophy, though the stewardship of Hicks and Gillett (Dumb and Dumber?) could hardly have helped.

Liverpool’s progress towards their former glory has been stunted, constrained by a rogue’s gallery of baffling and at-times bizarre personalities tasked with running the club. Therefore, in the absence of the afore-mentioned Yanks, Rafael Benitez et al, it will be interesting to see what Liverpool can now achieve with a stable owner who until now has made all the right noises, and a tried-and-tested English manager with a proven track record.

That Roy Hodgson’s tenure has taken a while to begin to fire on all cylinders is no surprise at all. Not only does turning the fortunes of a team around take time, but the black clouds of High Court shenanigans loomed larger than Jose Mourinho’s ego. But we have already seen what this new-look Liverpool are capable of: beating Chelsea soundly and leaping from the relegation zone to 9^th in the table in very short order is cause for encouragement, not derision.

While it is fairly safe to say Liverpool won’t challenge for the title with the start they have made this season, the Champions League places are no longer the pipe-dream they might have been a few months ago. In a Premier League season as bizarre as this one, stranger things have happened.

A club with the lineage of Liverpool should surely be challenging for the Premier League title year-in, year-out. That they haven’t must surely go down as a disappointment to all supporters of a certain age. Yet now, for the first time in a long while, you get the sense that they have the equipment in place to be able to push on and do so. Anyone with even a passing knowledge of baseball will know that an owner who can turn the Boston Red Sox from also-rans to World Series winners has achieved something special.

Just ask a Yankees fan. From several feet away.

- James Southby

We're Back!

Mon, 29 Nov 2010 10:47:34 -0500

Roy Hodgson and Harry Redknapp discuss the long awaited return of the Top Corner Review.

Apologies for the recent inactivity from the Top Corner Review webpage. We have been experiencing teething problems which are often associated with brand new websites and as a consequence we have been unable to fulfill the needs of those requiring our musings on everything that is football (cue tumbleweed). However, all is well again in the TCR world and we aim to deliver more high quality football articles imminently. We’re back and we have opinions!

Watch this space…

- Paul Richards

Mind the Gap

Mon, 27 Sep 2010 16:07:00 -0400

The Premier League giants reacquaint themselves with the League Cup, serving as a reminder of the gaping differences which exist within English football’s top flight.

It has been well-documented in almost all mainstream literary forms that the gulf in wealth between Premier League clubs is widening. As the teams at the bottom, many of them newly-promoted, work with negligible, shoestring budgets that are not too far apart from each other’s, those at the other end are growing richer and stretching that gap wider, and at a faster pace than anything previously documented.

This in itself is nothing new: uber-wealthy foreign owners pouring millions, soon to be billions, into their clubs make headlines all the time. They want their teams to dominate the English game, win the league, and gain entry into top-level European competition at the expense of all else.

In search of such a return, certain aspects of the packed English domestic football calendar seem to be allowed to fall by the wayside, and it is in this respect that money, and the relative abundance or lack thereof, is more and more influencing priorities and ambition. Particularly in this 2010/11 season, just as it has began to run long enough to establish its own nuances and identity, clear examples of this disparity are evident.

Manchester City have already allowed themselves to be dumped out of the Carling Cup in pursuit of greater glory. The same Carling Cup that even modestly well-off teams, such as Tottenham, pursued with such vigour in 2008, and realistically the most attainable silverware for any Football League side. Even the FA Cup has become something of a side attraction, as clubs such as Arsenal and Manchester United more routinely field weaker teams as important mid-week league or European games loom.

Somewhat paradoxically, Manchester United have already this season treated a Champions League game like a Carling Cup tie, fielding a second-string XI that failed to break through Rangers’ 10-man defence at Old Trafford. While no-one could ever call Sir Alex Ferguson anything other than pragmatic (unless they were being a bit more colourful), such a decision also bordered on arrogance. Relatively so much stronger, and wealthier, than Rangers, surely this team selection would get the job done, he may well have thought. Walter Smith blamed this same money gap for his tactics. While the two teams are Champions League equals, from this evidence that is about where it ends.

Arsenal have a reputation for playing reserve-level players, not even first-teamers in some cases, in the Carling and FA Cups, the most habitual offenders in this regard as Arsene Wenger chases the Premier and Champions Leagues, seemingly the only two ‘real’ trophies for a club of that level. And yet the side that played Tottenham in the Carling Cup were much stronger than expected, and emerged clear 4-1 winners. Whether this is an abhorrent break in the pattern because of the local rivalry, or Arsenal’s five-year trophy-less stretch is anyone’s guess, but this is not normally a competition that The Gunners seriously challenge for. They have bigger fish to fall short of frying.

This is not to say that the ‘Big Four’ teams, and those thereabouts, are the sole perpetrators. Some relegation candidates have also been guilty of ignoring or disrespecting cup games by fielding weaker sides, to get the inconvenience of actually playing them out of the way to concentrate on those all-important relegation ‘six-pointers’. Likewise, Mick McCarthy last season played an under-strength Wolves side against Manchester United in the league, knowing they would get thrashed whatever the weather. This is the other side of the same problem, where teams with much more limited money and ambitions sacrifice one unattainable goal in pursuit of another, slightly less unattainable one.

For some Premier League sides, survival is the main objective. Some want to finish in the top-half, and others want a decent cup run. But for the top clubs, an element of selectivity seems to have crept into their thinking. Priorities are always going to be a part of football, but when money and power start to influence those priorities and more clubs begin to thumb their noses at the ‘lower’ domestic trophies, some parts of the English game will be in danger of becoming elitist. And however you slice it, this is not a good thing for the spirit of open competition.

- James Southby

Loss of big guns at crucial moments leaves Arsenal ill-equipped again

Fri, 10 Sep 2010 21:46:00 -0400

Wenger confounded by injuries to squad but can offer no explanation.

Speaking at his press conference this week Arsène Wenger expressed his dismay at what seems to be a depressingly recurring story - several of his key players picking up injuries whilst on international duty. The two new casualties of Theo Walcott and Thomas Vermaelen means that no less than seven players are unavailable for selection against Bolton at the Emirates today, which by my calculations puts Arsenal joint-top of the Premier League injury table (with Fulham for company, for those interested). Arsenal’s lack of luck on this count has been a perennial theme of their seasons for the last four or five years, and is one of Wenger’s favourite go-to excuses for Arsenal’s lack of achievement, although this is a distant second to the ‘work-in-progress’ shtick we are all now very familiar with. However it’s still a surprise that the constant recurrences of these small crises have yet to result in anyone crying conspiracy, except the keen-eyed Wenger of course.

Wenger has long been an opponent of midseason international breaks, and must clutch his pillow in sleepless dread that Robin van Persie doesn’t slip in the shower in the Dutch team hotel. The make up of Arsenal’s squad is indeed of international regulars, and the extra strain and rigours of international football is certainly one explanatory factor, but one that is probably too primitive. Arsenal have no monopoly over the Premier League international talent, and teams such as Manchester United and Chelsea should suffer with the same problems if this was the case (although nor do Arsenal have a monopoly over injury crises; United brought a 19 man squad with 13 midfielders to a Champions League tie against Wolfsburg last season such was their shortage of fit defenders).

External explanations are easily shot down but Arsenal’s injury problems remain a peculiar blot on an otherwise meticulously run operation. Could there really be an inherent flaw within the Arsenal system that could account for this phenomenon? Many note the physical metamorphosis that has taken place at the club since Arsenal’s ‘Invincibles’ last won the title in 2004. That side was a behemoth. A mythological analogy doesn’t really stick to Wenger’s current crop, except perhaps to describe them as impish. Not that this is strictly derogatory; Wenger’s Arsenal of today have a host of admirers, but the emphasis has clearly shifted towards smaller players of technical ability and pace rather than stature and physicality. Pair this with a playing style that focuses on ball-retention, and you have a combination that will induce opposing sides to take a physical approach, a perfectly logical countermeasure when beating them at their own game is probably the reserve of Barcelona alone.

This of course is the second instance where Wenger often voices his displeasure, the conspiracy that Arsenal are victims of an anti-football campaign. Sam Allardyce has made a comfortable home for himself under Wenger’s skin, with Wenger often pointing the finger at Allardyce’s sides as the primary example of deliberate use of excessive force. More recently, Stoke City have felt the sting of Wenger’s sharp tongue, their direct approach being described as “rugby tactics.” Serious leg breaks to Abou Diaby, Eduardo and Aaron Ramsey in a four year period seem to infer some truth to Wenger’s claims in this regard.

But serious leg breaks aren’t the bulk of Arsenal’s problem; niggling muscular injuries that seem to continually afflict players such as Bendtner, Rosicky and van Persie (although it’s arguable with the latter that no amount of due care would realistically make any difference at all) are what really hits the front line hardest. Arsenal’s former team doctor Gary Lewin was deemed so proficient at his job that he is now the full-time doctor for the England team, so it’s egregious to see the Arsenal medical team he established consistently fail to nurse injured players back into first-team action effectively. A player such as Denilson might provide the perfect case of the flaw in Arsenal’s youth-oriented system, and a problem the medical team contend with daily. A full regular in the Arsenal team by the time he was 19, when fully-fit Denilson probably plays 40, 50, perhaps even 60 full competitive games every season, on top of training five days a week. He’s currently nursing a bad back, unusual for a sprightly young athlete, but probably a simple result of playing too much football in a still-developing body. This kind of problem realistically occurs right across the young squad, and continues to cause problems for the players once they reach a developed age.

Although far from the deranged ramblings of Mel Gibson (you can decide whether that’s a reference to Conspiracy Theory or his typical answer-machine message), Wenger’s sometimes wild and ill-advised accusations are only self-victimisation. There’s no conspiracy and no jinx, but Wenger needs to accept that when he has created a team in the image that he has - small, technical and youthful - that injuries come with the territory. It’s a shame that it often robs Arsenal of their best talent at critical moments in a league season, but ultimately, bad luck is still probably the best explanation for Walcott’s latest injury. It just seems like sod’s law sometimes.

- Ciarán McManus

Queens Park Rangers lead the way in a typically unpredictable Championship season

Mon, 23 Aug 2010 12:01:00 -0400

The football is scintillating at present in West London. A consecutive string of dominating performances and goals galore has resulted in the blues sitting points clear at the top of the table at this early stage of the season. Chelsea? No, I was talking about their Championship neighbours Queens Park Rangers.

Expectation is a dangerous thing in football; the pressure it places upon everybody involved within a football club to achieve results can ultimately become more detrimental than beneficial. In recent years, there are arguably no other fans who have been more acquainted with the destructive nature of aiming high than those at QPR, although I’m sure Newcastle fans would probably argue to the contrary.

In 2007, when Formula One supremo Flavio Briatore rolled up outside Loftus Road with a suitcase full of money and promises of Champions League football in W12, fans of QPR must have thought their prayers had been answered. The promises made by the Italian seemed far more appealing than the current dark period of the clubs history which had been much associated with positional decline and financial instability. When Briatore relinquished ownership of the club earlier this year, allegedly of his own accord although the burning torches and pitchforks wielded by the fans added a little extra incentive for him to get out, he left behind a desolate wasteland of managerial casualties and the club as a bigger laughing stock than they had ever been before.

However, since Briatore’s departure the team has been unsurprisingly playing with a lot more freedom. Experienced manager Neil Warnock was granted with the task of steadying the Loftus Road ship, which at times looked as if it may capsize under its complete mismanagement. Quite remarkably, Warnock steadied the ship, brought in his own crew and has made no hesitation in setting sail towards the Premier League. QPR, under Warnock, are demonstrating genuine promotion credentials for the first time since the takeover and the feeling around the club is now of patience rather than overwhelming expectation.

The team’s start to the league campaign does seem to suggest that Rangers have the ingredients in place for a good season. Three wins, nine goals and none conceded in the league is undoubtedly the form of a side seeking automatic promotion but, with no disrespect to Barnsley, Sheffield United and Scunthorpe, there will be far sterner tests to come this season. For now though, all of those at the club are enjoying the exquisite talents on show at Loftus Road. Players to watch out for this season include Alejandro Faurlin with his pinpoint passing and Adel Taarabt, a player who if tamed, could terrorise defenders at the highest of levels.

Despite some impressive results so far in the league this season, Queens Park Rangers 2010/11 scorecard is tainted by a 3-1 home defeat in the Carling Cup to League 2 side Port Vale. Although some of the club’s best players were indeed rested for this game the side was still made up of a good chunk of first teamers. It also included the fringe players who Warnock would be expecting to call into his side when the hectic Championship season becomes too demanding for his regular players. The squad, from this evidence, is lacking in depth and Warnock has been tirelessly working to enhance it with more attacking talent before the transfer window slams shut.

The new arrivals at the club, whoever they may be, could very well prove to be the difference between Neil Warnock’s side powering their way into the Premier League or tentatively snatching a play off spot. In all honesty, Rangers fans won’t be too disappointed with either outcome as both equate to a vast improvement upon their previous league positions under renegade ownership. Finally now, the fans can look forward to a potentially bright future. With the club being run in the right way and mouth watering talents wearing the blue and white hooped shirt there is reason to be optimistic that the Hoops will deliver this season. Attendances remain low but that is sure to change when the old stay-aways realise just how enthralling the football currently on show at Loftus Road is. A ticket to watch Queens Park Rangers: £20. Witnessing the genius of Adel Taarabt: priceless.

- Paul Richards