In theory, the African Cup of Nations was supposed to show-up glaring deficiencies in Chelsea’s squad. In practice, it has simply allowed them to peacock the sheer strength in depth they possess. Four games, four wins and seventeen goals later, and a potentially tricky period of games without key members has been negotiated with the minimum of fuss.
A seven-goal hammering of a free-falling Sunderland was sandwiched by two routine cup run-outs, so the arrival of Birmingham City – unbeaten in 15 – represented Chelsea’s sternest test since the loss of the Africans. Alex McLeish’s men are the only side to prevent the Blues from scoring in all competitions this season, achieved in the goalless draw at St Andrew’s in December. Any notion of that feat being duplicated was put to bed after just five minutes.
The draw at Birmingham came during the period now universally described as a ‘blip’ for Chelsea. It’s safe to assume that blip is over. Didier Drogba’s presence has not been missed, and has subversively allowed Ancelotti to adapt to a more expansive 4-3-3 formation which has resulted in the Londoners producing a string of fluid displays. In much the same way as Jose Mourinho switched tact to rich dividends, it may prove the additional width provided with three forwards will be Carlo Ancelotti’s plan of prosper from now on.
Where the diamond concentrated play through the middle of the park, the facility of using two widemen creates ample space all over the pitch. Birmingham simply could not cope with Chelsea as they passed and probed, manipulating the ball around the beleaguered visiting cohorts. At times, such was the movement and interchanging of Chelsea’s football, it was difficult to tell who was playing where, and this blur of blue dashes shredded City in the first half. Two goals were netted, it could easily have been more.
In the absence of the Africans, Ancelotti has used the opportunity to not only blood Daniel Sturridge, but also to get some minutes into the legs of some of the peripheral members of the squad. Florent Malouda has scored three times in January, Joe Cole’s rehabilitation is almost complete and Deco, Juliano Belletti and Yuri Zhirkov have been primed for the push. If anything, the Cup of Nations has strengthened Chelsea’s title claims.
John Terry used his programme notes to call on his troops to perform like champions and it was an ominous response for an outfit looking fitter and healthier than their pursuers in most departments. In recent weeks the ailments of the Arsenal and Man Utd player pools have been highlighted in the FA Cup, the moment has been and gone when Chelsea were supposed to stumble. The lead at the top of the Premier League may be a slender one, but Chelsea are holding all the aces. Barring injuries to Michael Essien and José Bosingwa, the squad is fully fit and firing. The ranks possess enough experience to negotiate competing at home and abroad, and most importantly, mentally, this group believe they will be champions.
African nations? Have another week off Didier.
Thursday, 28 January 2010
Monday, 25 January 2010
Inter show they're the champions of Milan.
There have been an awful lot of words said before, during and especially after the Derby della Madonnina, but, away from all the sniping and conspiracy theories, in footballing terms, the last word, as ever, went to Jose Mourinho, "Inter were spectacular on a tactical, physical and psychological point of view and right from the start it was obvious we were stronger."
The Rossoneri have enthralled in recent weeks, largely fuelling neutral optimism that the more fragrant of the Milanese giants would end the league monopoly attained by its superiors. Milan's freewheeling style, encapsulated by some glorious Ronaldinho showings, has almost created a void in reality, a despairing hope that good will prevail over perceived evil. But this is Serie A, where only the strongest survive, and as Signor Mourinho observed, the strongest were, and are, Internazionale.
Il Diavolo's rapid start to the decade lends a lazy route into the worn euphemism about marathons and sprints, and as la Beneamata and Mourinho have consistently proven, they remain a mightily impressive combination at accumulating points over the whole duration. A fact emphatically reaffirmed yesterday. Despite the ground share this was Inter's home fixture and no visiting team has usurped Mourinho in the league for over eight years now, and even before Wesley Sneijders dismissal, the protocol did not look like being disturbed. The focus of the Nerazzurri's play had the hallmark of champions; they started with a purpose and a conviction, which belied the differing forms of the two sides coming into the fixture. It was a reassertion of masculinity, of inner-city pride, of superiority. They may flatter to deceive at times, enthral few and win the hearts of even less, but in domestic football, il Biscione are peerless.
Unfortunately, it seems that Mourinho and President Moratti believe the powers that be are trying to instil some parity to proceedings. In his post-match de-brief the Special One could not resist implying undue conduct from the officialdom, "I have already understood they won't let us seal the Scudetto. The officials do everything to stop us winning." It was a typically full blooded riposte from the Portuguese coach, and whilst Moratti skirted the issue with a little more diplomacy, both directly expressed a view that foul play from the referee's were trying to depose Inter of their title.
It's an unfortunate trait of Mourinho that he requires so much attention. His remarks will certainly command a large proportion of the press when his players deserve maximum credit for their endeavours. Indeed he himself should be applauded for tactically stifling Milan, yet many column inches will devote themselves to yet more refereeing controversy which only ever seems to taint games. Sure, it probably wasn't a first booking for Lucio, a red for Sneijder or a penalty and a second red, but ask any smaller club if they get a fair share of the whistle against the big boys and the answer will be unanimous. This is an attack and counter-attack which has been argued by clubs on both sides of the divide for years, and one which has equal substance. Mourinho's remarks will probably lead to the league inviting him to HQ for an explanation, the secondary effect of course, is on Inter's reputation, which doesn't seem to ever advance under Jose's stewardship.
What Mourinho doesn't appear to understand is such insolence can grate inside, as well as outside of the club. This was a factor which led to his demise from Chelsea, as Roman Abramovich was keen to project a positive image both on and off the pitch for long term gain - connotations Mourinho does not always subscribe to. However, given the context of the situation and the nature of the opposition, he shall be forgiven, but, the next instance won't be far away, and support less forthcoming.
So then, now the dust has near enough settled, the Interisti can view the Serie A standings with satisfaction this morning as the Nerazzurri sit nine points ahead of their neighbours, albeit having played a game more. Next on the agenda is Thursday's Coppa Italia quarter final against the car crash that is Juventus. Ahead of that and the impending transfer deadline the club are still in talks with Lazio regarding the possible double acquisition of Aleksandar Kolarov and Cristian Ledesma. The Biancocelesti are holding firm on a bid for Serbian left-back Kolarov and are holding out for an inflated fee, plus the inclusion of a couple of academy players. The murky situation with Ledesma's contract could be resolved before it goes in front of the league's arbitration panel at the end of the month. Lazio have already been stung by losing Goran Pandev to the champions for nothing, so may decide to cash in on the Argentine midfielder for a nominal fee.
Inter may not be the most popular team around or have the purists purring, but this weekend has demonstrated the unquenchable thirst for success which is the hallmark of champions, and until somebody comes close to replicating the consistency and conviction of il Biscione, the Scudetto will remain in the blue half of the Giuseppe Meazza.
The Rossoneri have enthralled in recent weeks, largely fuelling neutral optimism that the more fragrant of the Milanese giants would end the league monopoly attained by its superiors. Milan's freewheeling style, encapsulated by some glorious Ronaldinho showings, has almost created a void in reality, a despairing hope that good will prevail over perceived evil. But this is Serie A, where only the strongest survive, and as Signor Mourinho observed, the strongest were, and are, Internazionale.
Il Diavolo's rapid start to the decade lends a lazy route into the worn euphemism about marathons and sprints, and as la Beneamata and Mourinho have consistently proven, they remain a mightily impressive combination at accumulating points over the whole duration. A fact emphatically reaffirmed yesterday. Despite the ground share this was Inter's home fixture and no visiting team has usurped Mourinho in the league for over eight years now, and even before Wesley Sneijders dismissal, the protocol did not look like being disturbed. The focus of the Nerazzurri's play had the hallmark of champions; they started with a purpose and a conviction, which belied the differing forms of the two sides coming into the fixture. It was a reassertion of masculinity, of inner-city pride, of superiority. They may flatter to deceive at times, enthral few and win the hearts of even less, but in domestic football, il Biscione are peerless.
Unfortunately, it seems that Mourinho and President Moratti believe the powers that be are trying to instil some parity to proceedings. In his post-match de-brief the Special One could not resist implying undue conduct from the officialdom, "I have already understood they won't let us seal the Scudetto. The officials do everything to stop us winning." It was a typically full blooded riposte from the Portuguese coach, and whilst Moratti skirted the issue with a little more diplomacy, both directly expressed a view that foul play from the referee's were trying to depose Inter of their title.
It's an unfortunate trait of Mourinho that he requires so much attention. His remarks will certainly command a large proportion of the press when his players deserve maximum credit for their endeavours. Indeed he himself should be applauded for tactically stifling Milan, yet many column inches will devote themselves to yet more refereeing controversy which only ever seems to taint games. Sure, it probably wasn't a first booking for Lucio, a red for Sneijder or a penalty and a second red, but ask any smaller club if they get a fair share of the whistle against the big boys and the answer will be unanimous. This is an attack and counter-attack which has been argued by clubs on both sides of the divide for years, and one which has equal substance. Mourinho's remarks will probably lead to the league inviting him to HQ for an explanation, the secondary effect of course, is on Inter's reputation, which doesn't seem to ever advance under Jose's stewardship.
What Mourinho doesn't appear to understand is such insolence can grate inside, as well as outside of the club. This was a factor which led to his demise from Chelsea, as Roman Abramovich was keen to project a positive image both on and off the pitch for long term gain - connotations Mourinho does not always subscribe to. However, given the context of the situation and the nature of the opposition, he shall be forgiven, but, the next instance won't be far away, and support less forthcoming.
So then, now the dust has near enough settled, the Interisti can view the Serie A standings with satisfaction this morning as the Nerazzurri sit nine points ahead of their neighbours, albeit having played a game more. Next on the agenda is Thursday's Coppa Italia quarter final against the car crash that is Juventus. Ahead of that and the impending transfer deadline the club are still in talks with Lazio regarding the possible double acquisition of Aleksandar Kolarov and Cristian Ledesma. The Biancocelesti are holding firm on a bid for Serbian left-back Kolarov and are holding out for an inflated fee, plus the inclusion of a couple of academy players. The murky situation with Ledesma's contract could be resolved before it goes in front of the league's arbitration panel at the end of the month. Lazio have already been stung by losing Goran Pandev to the champions for nothing, so may decide to cash in on the Argentine midfielder for a nominal fee.
Inter may not be the most popular team around or have the purists purring, but this weekend has demonstrated the unquenchable thirst for success which is the hallmark of champions, and until somebody comes close to replicating the consistency and conviction of il Biscione, the Scudetto will remain in the blue half of the Giuseppe Meazza.
Saturday, 23 January 2010
Preston no match as Blues cruise
There was no FA Cup romance to be found at Deepdale today, more of a speed date. Played against the backdrop of the worlds oldest league football ground, with a crisp bite to the Lancastrian air, the gulf between Preston North End and Chelsea was simply too big.
The Cup holders and Premier League leaders opted to give a breather to Petr Cech, Ricardo Carvalho, Ashley Cole and Branislav Ivanovic but it mattered little as two goals either side of halt-time ensured a serene passage through to the fifth round. This was by no means a vintage performance from the Londoners who never really needed to get out of second gear. A Nicolas Anelka goal after 37 minutes was doubled just after the break by Daniel Sturridge's third FA Cup goal of the season to conclude proceedings. New North End boss Darren Ferguson, taking charge of his first home game, can now start his rebuilding process safe in the knowledge anyone of Chelsea's calibre won't be on the itiniary any time soon.
Preston started well, backed by a capacity crowd they began hurrying and harrying in an attempt to disrupt Chelsea's rhythmic passing. Indeed the first goalmouth incident of note went the host’s way when Hilario clawed away a Chris Brown header. That early warning only saw Carlo Ancelotti's men slowly turn the screw, monopolising possession and forcing Preston to retreat and hold firm. Despite having all of the ball, chances were scarce for the Blues who appeared content to probe and prod without much urgency. Their first chance of note ended with a fine save from Andy Lonergan following a neat Yuri Zhirkov-Frank Lampard one-two, and Lonergan had to react smartly later on to beat away a fierce Alex free-kick.
Chelsea did have the ball in the net after 25 minutes when Florent Malouda slid home Zhirkov's cross, but referee Mike Dean had already pulled play back for a foul. Fortunately for Chelsea, and Dean, the opener wasn't too far off, and came from a swift break when Preston for once over-committed. Zhirkov and Michael Ballack traded passes to send Anelka wheeling towards goal, and when he skipped past Youl Mawene his angled drive deflected off Sean St Ledger and through Lonergan.
Right on the stroke of half-time Darren Carter had a golden opportunity to draw level but managed to stab wide a loose ball from inside the six yard box. Any false expectations that gave the Lilywhites faithful were swiftly remedied a couple of minutes into the second half when John Terry's header from a corner was blocked by Lonergan only for Sturridge to lash in the rebound from a couple of yards. That, was that.
With the result assured, Chelsea eased off as the second half wound down. The excellent Lonergan denied Ballack and Joe Cole with smart saves whilst substitute Jon Parkin tested Hilario and curled another shot wide as Preston sought a consolation goal. So, job done for Chelsea as they continue their defence of the cup, job only starting for Ferguson Jnr.
The Cup holders and Premier League leaders opted to give a breather to Petr Cech, Ricardo Carvalho, Ashley Cole and Branislav Ivanovic but it mattered little as two goals either side of halt-time ensured a serene passage through to the fifth round. This was by no means a vintage performance from the Londoners who never really needed to get out of second gear. A Nicolas Anelka goal after 37 minutes was doubled just after the break by Daniel Sturridge's third FA Cup goal of the season to conclude proceedings. New North End boss Darren Ferguson, taking charge of his first home game, can now start his rebuilding process safe in the knowledge anyone of Chelsea's calibre won't be on the itiniary any time soon.
Preston started well, backed by a capacity crowd they began hurrying and harrying in an attempt to disrupt Chelsea's rhythmic passing. Indeed the first goalmouth incident of note went the host’s way when Hilario clawed away a Chris Brown header. That early warning only saw Carlo Ancelotti's men slowly turn the screw, monopolising possession and forcing Preston to retreat and hold firm. Despite having all of the ball, chances were scarce for the Blues who appeared content to probe and prod without much urgency. Their first chance of note ended with a fine save from Andy Lonergan following a neat Yuri Zhirkov-Frank Lampard one-two, and Lonergan had to react smartly later on to beat away a fierce Alex free-kick.
Chelsea did have the ball in the net after 25 minutes when Florent Malouda slid home Zhirkov's cross, but referee Mike Dean had already pulled play back for a foul. Fortunately for Chelsea, and Dean, the opener wasn't too far off, and came from a swift break when Preston for once over-committed. Zhirkov and Michael Ballack traded passes to send Anelka wheeling towards goal, and when he skipped past Youl Mawene his angled drive deflected off Sean St Ledger and through Lonergan.
Right on the stroke of half-time Darren Carter had a golden opportunity to draw level but managed to stab wide a loose ball from inside the six yard box. Any false expectations that gave the Lilywhites faithful were swiftly remedied a couple of minutes into the second half when John Terry's header from a corner was blocked by Lonergan only for Sturridge to lash in the rebound from a couple of yards. That, was that.
With the result assured, Chelsea eased off as the second half wound down. The excellent Lonergan denied Ballack and Joe Cole with smart saves whilst substitute Jon Parkin tested Hilario and curled another shot wide as Preston sought a consolation goal. So, job done for Chelsea as they continue their defence of the cup, job only starting for Ferguson Jnr.
Friday, 22 January 2010
Dinho dancing into the Derby
It's a huge weekend in Serie A with two of the peninsula's biggest games taking place. Of course the main focus will be at the San Siro, with the top two contesting the Derby di Milano. It's the Rossoneri who come into the fixture with the wind in their sails having plundered 12 goals in their last three games, slashing Inter's lead at the top to just six points - with a game in hand. It's a remarkable transformation from the early stages of the season when Milan couldn't buy a goal, and lagged well of the pace of their great rivals. The change in fortunes sees Leonardo's men not only favourites in many people's eyes to win this game, but also favourites to go on and win the Scudetto.
Milan have certainly welcomed in the new decade in spectacular style. Their three pronged attack of Ronaldinho, Marco Boriello and David Beckham have gelled immaculately, especially the buck-toothed Brazilian. In last weeks 4-0 demolition of Siena, Ronnie produced arguably his finest display for the club, scoring a hat-trick and creating numerous chances for himself and his team-mates. He now looks to be back to the player that terrorised Europe during his pomp at Barcelona, fitter and hungrier than before. Siena, having ran Inter close the week before, were swept aside by Il diavolo's incisive attacking, which largely involved Dinho ghosting around his favoured forward left position. His third goal was a sublime drive from the edge of the box into the top corner and oozed class and confidence from a player who will have a big say as to where the spoils go on Sunday.
Whilst Milan are winning with gloss it's a case of getting the job done for the Nerazzurri at the moment. Having snatched a last gasp win over lowly Siena, they required another late show to rally from two down at Bari last weekend, and with injuries compounding the issue further, the timing of the derby favours their neighbours. However, Jose Mourinho and his la Benemeata have that uncanny knack of getting results. Results mean points, points mean prizes, although the ultimate prize of the Scudetto still has a long course to run.
Also with contrasting fortunes are Juventus and Roma who clash in Turin aiming to cement their Champions League places. Ex-Juve boss Claudio Ranieri has performed a marvellous job since taking the Giallorossi reigns, ushering them up to third in the table, two points ahead of his former employers. Il Lupi are on the back of an eleven game unbeaten stretch in contrast to Juve's appalling form losing four of the last five. New recruit Luca Toni opened his Roma account with two goals in week 20's 3-0 win over Genoa.
The Bayern Munich loanee will be a valuable asset in Roma's pursuit of Champions League qualification, and Ranieri is looking to join him up in an attacking trident with Francesco Totti and Mirko Vucinic. It may be a case of attack being the best form of defence at the Olimpico di Torino, as la Vecchia Signora are having grave difficulty themselves in front of goal. Their latest defeat, 1-0 to Chievo, was noteable for a complete lack opportunities created by Ciro ferrara's side, and this has been the case for some time now. Ranieri was consistently lampooned during his time with the Bianconeri, so it must give him great satisfaction to see them struggling so much, especially with Ferrara's hand being well bolstered pre-season. The Neapolitan tactician has been spared the axe by the Juventus hierarchy, but as we've been saying for a while, how long can this stay of execution last? How ironic then, should Ranieri put the final nail in Ferrara's coffin?
Sampdoria will try to end a sequence of eight winless games without Antonio Cassano. The striker has been dropped from the squad to travel to Udinese with Luigi Del Neri describing his decision to leave Fantantonio behind as a 'technical matter', with Del Neri then bizzarely concluding he needs 'more physicality and less quality up-front'. This comes on the back of a reported verbal altercation between the pair at the clubs training ground on Thursday, claims the club acted swiftly to dismiss. It's not the first time the pair have failed to see eye-to-eye, and a conflict between them whilst both at Roma hastened Cassano's departure from the club. This season has seen Cassano struggle to recreate his form of the previous two years at the Luigi Ferraris, but even still the decision will not sit well with the blucerchiati faithful simmering about the teams recent slump. The matter will do Cassano's slim Azzurri hopes no good, as Marcelo Lippi has yet more ammunition about his attitude and behavioural problems.
It's transfer deadline next week and so far, as usual, it's been a fairly quiet January. Antonio Candreva has completed his loan move to Juventus from Udinese in time to face boyhood heroes Roma, while former Barcelona striker Maxi Lopez has moved to Catania. Otherwise activity has been thin, which doesn't stop outrageous speculation such as Daniele De Rossi moving to Real Madrid or Adrian Mutu to Manchester City.
Thanks to those generous folk at ESPN who have made their channel free this weekend, you will be able to watch all the action unfold as both the Juve-Roma and Milan derby will be screened live. So, sit back, relax, enjoy.
Milan have certainly welcomed in the new decade in spectacular style. Their three pronged attack of Ronaldinho, Marco Boriello and David Beckham have gelled immaculately, especially the buck-toothed Brazilian. In last weeks 4-0 demolition of Siena, Ronnie produced arguably his finest display for the club, scoring a hat-trick and creating numerous chances for himself and his team-mates. He now looks to be back to the player that terrorised Europe during his pomp at Barcelona, fitter and hungrier than before. Siena, having ran Inter close the week before, were swept aside by Il diavolo's incisive attacking, which largely involved Dinho ghosting around his favoured forward left position. His third goal was a sublime drive from the edge of the box into the top corner and oozed class and confidence from a player who will have a big say as to where the spoils go on Sunday.
Whilst Milan are winning with gloss it's a case of getting the job done for the Nerazzurri at the moment. Having snatched a last gasp win over lowly Siena, they required another late show to rally from two down at Bari last weekend, and with injuries compounding the issue further, the timing of the derby favours their neighbours. However, Jose Mourinho and his la Benemeata have that uncanny knack of getting results. Results mean points, points mean prizes, although the ultimate prize of the Scudetto still has a long course to run.
Also with contrasting fortunes are Juventus and Roma who clash in Turin aiming to cement their Champions League places. Ex-Juve boss Claudio Ranieri has performed a marvellous job since taking the Giallorossi reigns, ushering them up to third in the table, two points ahead of his former employers. Il Lupi are on the back of an eleven game unbeaten stretch in contrast to Juve's appalling form losing four of the last five. New recruit Luca Toni opened his Roma account with two goals in week 20's 3-0 win over Genoa.
The Bayern Munich loanee will be a valuable asset in Roma's pursuit of Champions League qualification, and Ranieri is looking to join him up in an attacking trident with Francesco Totti and Mirko Vucinic. It may be a case of attack being the best form of defence at the Olimpico di Torino, as la Vecchia Signora are having grave difficulty themselves in front of goal. Their latest defeat, 1-0 to Chievo, was noteable for a complete lack opportunities created by Ciro ferrara's side, and this has been the case for some time now. Ranieri was consistently lampooned during his time with the Bianconeri, so it must give him great satisfaction to see them struggling so much, especially with Ferrara's hand being well bolstered pre-season. The Neapolitan tactician has been spared the axe by the Juventus hierarchy, but as we've been saying for a while, how long can this stay of execution last? How ironic then, should Ranieri put the final nail in Ferrara's coffin?
Sampdoria will try to end a sequence of eight winless games without Antonio Cassano. The striker has been dropped from the squad to travel to Udinese with Luigi Del Neri describing his decision to leave Fantantonio behind as a 'technical matter', with Del Neri then bizzarely concluding he needs 'more physicality and less quality up-front'. This comes on the back of a reported verbal altercation between the pair at the clubs training ground on Thursday, claims the club acted swiftly to dismiss. It's not the first time the pair have failed to see eye-to-eye, and a conflict between them whilst both at Roma hastened Cassano's departure from the club. This season has seen Cassano struggle to recreate his form of the previous two years at the Luigi Ferraris, but even still the decision will not sit well with the blucerchiati faithful simmering about the teams recent slump. The matter will do Cassano's slim Azzurri hopes no good, as Marcelo Lippi has yet more ammunition about his attitude and behavioural problems.
It's transfer deadline next week and so far, as usual, it's been a fairly quiet January. Antonio Candreva has completed his loan move to Juventus from Udinese in time to face boyhood heroes Roma, while former Barcelona striker Maxi Lopez has moved to Catania. Otherwise activity has been thin, which doesn't stop outrageous speculation such as Daniele De Rossi moving to Real Madrid or Adrian Mutu to Manchester City.
Thanks to those generous folk at ESPN who have made their channel free this weekend, you will be able to watch all the action unfold as both the Juve-Roma and Milan derby will be screened live. So, sit back, relax, enjoy.
Monday, 18 January 2010
South Africa 2010: Switzerland
Switzerland are a curious footballing nation. The national team have always been about as neutral as their country's reputation, and nowhere near as useful as their army knives. Domestically the Super League attracts little interest beyond its landlocked borders with the continental ruling class of France, Germany and Italy and no Swiss club has ever contested a European final. It's hard to argue a world-class player they've produced, or team of great distinction. Yet, somehow the Swiss are not only surviving, but flourishing. Their under 17 team's have won the 2002 European Championships and the 2009 World Cup, and once again the seniors find themselves at a major tournament.
To put it into context, Switzerland has a population of 7.7m, approximately ten times less than that of Germany. The geography of the land and prosperity of large proportions of its population means there is a diverse spread of sporting and cultural activities. However, as usual, football remains the game of the masses and the Swiss uprising has a strong eastern European influence, with many repatriated Balkan and Turkish players progressing through the youth systems. Even still there is no star turn. The majority of the 'nati' are spread across various European leagues but follow the Swiss narrative of keeping a low profile. South Africa will be the Swiss's third World Cup out of the last five having been in three of the four Euro's as well. At these tournaments the ‘Schweizer Nati’ have made little headway and have gone home well before the business end of things. Can 2010 see the new breed break the mould? Or will it be more of the polite pleasantries?
If they are going to do anything then they've certainly got the right man in charge. Ottmar Hitzfeld has won plenty, including seven German titles and two European Cups, and has been voted the best Bayern Munich and Bundesliga manager of all time. Surprisingly this is his first venture into international management. Hitzfeld took over from Kobi Kuhn after the limp showing on home turf in the 2008 Euro's, but things weren't Rolex precise to start with. In a very friendly World Cup qualifying group, the nati started with a draw in Latvia and an embarrassing home loss to Luxembourg. Things came together after that and they topped Group 2 also featuring the unremarkable Greece, Israel and Moldova.
In terms of personnel, they consist of a squad of tactically and technically adept players, but, once again, there is nothing beyond this prototype of the decent, but essentially ordinary Swiss footballer. The captain and talisman is Alexander Frei who scored goals with Rennes and Borussia Dortmund but has now returned to FC Basel. Frei is unlikely to give many defenders sleepless nights, but boasts 40 international goals in 73 games. That's a better strike rate than Michael Owen and Wayne Rooney. Elsewhere, Arsenal's defensive duo of Phillipe Senderos and Johann Djourou play at the back with Udinese's Gokhan Inler in the midfield engine. The creative forces will come from Valon Behrami, Tranquillo Barnetta and Hakan Yakin, but with no genuine game-winner, any success in the competition will require a huge collective effort.
Hitzfeld usually operates a traditional 4-4-2 but is shrewd enough to adapt. The modus operandi could revert to a 4-5-1 type to bolster midfield against superior opposition. Under Hitzfeld’s stewardship they should be well orientated, yet there is a glaring dearth of attacking guile. At Germany 2006, they managed to get through the group without scoring a goal, before drawing 0-0 with Ukraine, and missing all their spot-kicks in the shoot-out. Not even Pele could cure such impotence, and little seems to have changed. The squad maybe limited but as we've seen with South Korea and Greece recently, a degree of good organisation and players playing at their peak can get you places. The group is as good or bad as could be expected. Spain should boss it and the unknown Hondurans could go either way. They're progress may come down to the clash with Chile, a good barometer to see how good this side actually are. Progression is rewarded with the misfortune of meeting one of the survivors of the ‘group of death’, either Brazil, Portugal or the Ivory coast - ignoring the possibility of North Korea playing a blinder – so even getting past the second round would be considered a success.
Sat 18th in the FIFA World Rankings, the Swiss remain on the fringes of the elite and their tournament odds of 200/1 reflect the challenge they face. The squad lack any real depth or difference, and despite the success of the various youth teams, the chances of ‘Der General’s’ men replicating that is slim. The new wave of Swiss footballers may go on to become a golden generation, but the current one are very much beige.
To put it into context, Switzerland has a population of 7.7m, approximately ten times less than that of Germany. The geography of the land and prosperity of large proportions of its population means there is a diverse spread of sporting and cultural activities. However, as usual, football remains the game of the masses and the Swiss uprising has a strong eastern European influence, with many repatriated Balkan and Turkish players progressing through the youth systems. Even still there is no star turn. The majority of the 'nati' are spread across various European leagues but follow the Swiss narrative of keeping a low profile. South Africa will be the Swiss's third World Cup out of the last five having been in three of the four Euro's as well. At these tournaments the ‘Schweizer Nati’ have made little headway and have gone home well before the business end of things. Can 2010 see the new breed break the mould? Or will it be more of the polite pleasantries?
If they are going to do anything then they've certainly got the right man in charge. Ottmar Hitzfeld has won plenty, including seven German titles and two European Cups, and has been voted the best Bayern Munich and Bundesliga manager of all time. Surprisingly this is his first venture into international management. Hitzfeld took over from Kobi Kuhn after the limp showing on home turf in the 2008 Euro's, but things weren't Rolex precise to start with. In a very friendly World Cup qualifying group, the nati started with a draw in Latvia and an embarrassing home loss to Luxembourg. Things came together after that and they topped Group 2 also featuring the unremarkable Greece, Israel and Moldova.
In terms of personnel, they consist of a squad of tactically and technically adept players, but, once again, there is nothing beyond this prototype of the decent, but essentially ordinary Swiss footballer. The captain and talisman is Alexander Frei who scored goals with Rennes and Borussia Dortmund but has now returned to FC Basel. Frei is unlikely to give many defenders sleepless nights, but boasts 40 international goals in 73 games. That's a better strike rate than Michael Owen and Wayne Rooney. Elsewhere, Arsenal's defensive duo of Phillipe Senderos and Johann Djourou play at the back with Udinese's Gokhan Inler in the midfield engine. The creative forces will come from Valon Behrami, Tranquillo Barnetta and Hakan Yakin, but with no genuine game-winner, any success in the competition will require a huge collective effort.
Hitzfeld usually operates a traditional 4-4-2 but is shrewd enough to adapt. The modus operandi could revert to a 4-5-1 type to bolster midfield against superior opposition. Under Hitzfeld’s stewardship they should be well orientated, yet there is a glaring dearth of attacking guile. At Germany 2006, they managed to get through the group without scoring a goal, before drawing 0-0 with Ukraine, and missing all their spot-kicks in the shoot-out. Not even Pele could cure such impotence, and little seems to have changed. The squad maybe limited but as we've seen with South Korea and Greece recently, a degree of good organisation and players playing at their peak can get you places. The group is as good or bad as could be expected. Spain should boss it and the unknown Hondurans could go either way. They're progress may come down to the clash with Chile, a good barometer to see how good this side actually are. Progression is rewarded with the misfortune of meeting one of the survivors of the ‘group of death’, either Brazil, Portugal or the Ivory coast - ignoring the possibility of North Korea playing a blinder – so even getting past the second round would be considered a success.
Sat 18th in the FIFA World Rankings, the Swiss remain on the fringes of the elite and their tournament odds of 200/1 reflect the challenge they face. The squad lack any real depth or difference, and despite the success of the various youth teams, the chances of ‘Der General’s’ men replicating that is slim. The new wave of Swiss footballers may go on to become a golden generation, but the current one are very much beige.
Friday, 15 January 2010
Ciro dodges the bullet
And then there were two. If Inter don't retain the Scudetto this season, then the removals men won't have very far to shift the little shield. Milan's dismantling of Juve last weekend almost certainly means one of the Milanese giants will be crowned Italian champions, after a 3-0 scoreline at the Olimpico which looked almost certain to have cost Ciro Ferrara his job.
Having lost five out of their last seven games - in the process, seeing themselves crash out of the Champions League and fall off the title pace - defeat at home to the Rossoneri was not an option. If defeat was not an option, such an insipid and uninspiring show was certainly not required, and once the terraces and the Turin press had their say, Ferrara's fate has felt just moments away all week.
Incredibly Ferrara was in bullish mood following the match and even stated in his post-match press briefings that he did not think his job was at risk. Tuttosport, for one, disagreed, "Hiddink now!", they ordered, in no doubt a change of leadership was needed. "In this team even Leo Messi would look like a fool and Cristiano Ronaldo would struggle to express himself" they despaired. More worryingly for the former Bianconeri defender, there was little solace granted from his judge and jurors on the terraces, with a sizeable section of the Olimpico crowd calling for the coach's dismissal. With allies in short supply, Ferrara has been at the mercy of the club's executioners, who have, as yet, decided against axing the 42-year-old Neapolitan.
The Juventus board have been historically supportive towards managerial incumbents, regularly opting against knee-jerk hiring and firings and such goodwill saw Ferrara ever so partially redeem himself on Wednesday by steering his men past Napoli and into a Coppa Italia quarter final with Inter. The aftermath of the Milan game presented Jean-Claude Blanc with ample opportunity to dismiss his tactician, yet chose to leave Ferrara in place. Does Blanc genuinely trust Ferrara to revive fortunes, or is he simply stalling the sack?
On-field, things continue to go from bad to worse, with no sign of the slump stopping, let alone being reversed. Many of the reasons why things are going badly on the pitch are due to fundamental practices by the manager. Most pointedly, he has failed to sculpt any form of cohesive team. The formation changes from week to week, each alteration looking just as disjointed as the previous. Critically, Diego and Felipe Melo haven't been integrated into a team who look increasingly confused. If tactical misdermeanours from a relatively untried manager can be excused, then the attitude and application the side have displayed of late cannot. Epitomised after falling behind to Milan, the Vecchia Signora showed little appetite to force their way back into the game. As time lapsed, so did the effort and enthusiasm as Juve failed to muster any sort of offensive to trouble the visitors. The response was limp and lethargic with a definite void of leadership and guidance as Milan effortlessly held Juve at arms length before Ronaldinho's late double compounded their misery. Such inadequacies will not be tolerated long.
The silence from within the club is not exactly a resounding comfort for Ferrara, although news also seems to be thin on a potential replacement. As speculated previously, Dutchman Guus Hiddink would be a good fit to take the reigns on a temporary basis, but that prospect appears to be waning. However, given Russia's none participation in the World Cup there would be few restrictions on Hiddink occupying a similar role to that he did at Chelsea last year, and a deal could be thrashed out fairly swiftly. How swiftly depends on Juve's immediate results, a win at the Bentegodi will prolong Ferrara's stay for another week at least, dropped points to the flying donkeys, and there could be a P45 flying his way.
Juve now find themselves a massive twelve points off the top, a position which is now firmly on the radar of Leonardo's resurgent Rossoneri. Having won seven of the last eight games - the Nerazzurri dropping seven points over the same period - il Diavolo have slashed their neighbours lead at the summit to eight points, with a game in hand, and the Derby della Madonnina to come at the end of the month. It's perhaps a vindication of President Blanc's reluctance to pull the trigger on his manager, that Berlusconi and Co. allowed Leonardo to right his wrongs to handsome effect. Milan have bred a new understanding in Leonardo's revamped 4-3-3 to produce some stylish and productive football, with Ronaldinho at the forefront of things.
Last weeks fixtures concluded the first half of the league schedule, and it's Milan who are carrying the momentum going into the second half. Jose Mourinho would never admit to apprehension about the Rossoneri's proximity, but it's far from comfortable. Mourinho and his squad are endowed with the experience of heading a title charge and have proven to be able to cope with its rigours, but with various departures from the squad, reinforcements are required. Mourinho will be allowed to feast on the carcus of Lazio's contractual mess by picking Cristian Ledesma up on the cheap, and are also looking to prize Aleksandar Kolarov away from the Biancocelesti to replace Cristian Chivu. The move to sign Julio Baptista in a cash plus Nicolas Burdisso deal with Roma is almost complete, whilst out of favour Real Madrid midfielder Guti has said he would join Inter 'with open arms.'
The remaining Coppa Italia last 16 games were completed midweek, Fiorentina beat Chievo and will now meet Lazio in the quarters after they put out Palermo. Juve's 3-0 over Napoli sees them travel to Inter. Milan and Udinese both overcame lower league opposition and will meet at the San Siro. Roma, who beat Triestina, will host Catania after they defeated Genoa.
Finally the Italian Disciplinary Commission have decided to get tough and deal with some of the behaviour on the terraces. After Juve fans set small fires, caused a bit of a nuisance and chanted more racist rubbish at Mario Balotelli, the commission have decided to take the draconian step of closing the Curva Sud for one match, on January 23 for Roma's visit. So, by getting tough, the troublemakers are now going to disperse to other areas of the ground for a game before reconvening the week after for more of the same? It might work
Having lost five out of their last seven games - in the process, seeing themselves crash out of the Champions League and fall off the title pace - defeat at home to the Rossoneri was not an option. If defeat was not an option, such an insipid and uninspiring show was certainly not required, and once the terraces and the Turin press had their say, Ferrara's fate has felt just moments away all week.
Incredibly Ferrara was in bullish mood following the match and even stated in his post-match press briefings that he did not think his job was at risk. Tuttosport, for one, disagreed, "Hiddink now!", they ordered, in no doubt a change of leadership was needed. "In this team even Leo Messi would look like a fool and Cristiano Ronaldo would struggle to express himself" they despaired. More worryingly for the former Bianconeri defender, there was little solace granted from his judge and jurors on the terraces, with a sizeable section of the Olimpico crowd calling for the coach's dismissal. With allies in short supply, Ferrara has been at the mercy of the club's executioners, who have, as yet, decided against axing the 42-year-old Neapolitan.
The Juventus board have been historically supportive towards managerial incumbents, regularly opting against knee-jerk hiring and firings and such goodwill saw Ferrara ever so partially redeem himself on Wednesday by steering his men past Napoli and into a Coppa Italia quarter final with Inter. The aftermath of the Milan game presented Jean-Claude Blanc with ample opportunity to dismiss his tactician, yet chose to leave Ferrara in place. Does Blanc genuinely trust Ferrara to revive fortunes, or is he simply stalling the sack?
On-field, things continue to go from bad to worse, with no sign of the slump stopping, let alone being reversed. Many of the reasons why things are going badly on the pitch are due to fundamental practices by the manager. Most pointedly, he has failed to sculpt any form of cohesive team. The formation changes from week to week, each alteration looking just as disjointed as the previous. Critically, Diego and Felipe Melo haven't been integrated into a team who look increasingly confused. If tactical misdermeanours from a relatively untried manager can be excused, then the attitude and application the side have displayed of late cannot. Epitomised after falling behind to Milan, the Vecchia Signora showed little appetite to force their way back into the game. As time lapsed, so did the effort and enthusiasm as Juve failed to muster any sort of offensive to trouble the visitors. The response was limp and lethargic with a definite void of leadership and guidance as Milan effortlessly held Juve at arms length before Ronaldinho's late double compounded their misery. Such inadequacies will not be tolerated long.
The silence from within the club is not exactly a resounding comfort for Ferrara, although news also seems to be thin on a potential replacement. As speculated previously, Dutchman Guus Hiddink would be a good fit to take the reigns on a temporary basis, but that prospect appears to be waning. However, given Russia's none participation in the World Cup there would be few restrictions on Hiddink occupying a similar role to that he did at Chelsea last year, and a deal could be thrashed out fairly swiftly. How swiftly depends on Juve's immediate results, a win at the Bentegodi will prolong Ferrara's stay for another week at least, dropped points to the flying donkeys, and there could be a P45 flying his way.
Juve now find themselves a massive twelve points off the top, a position which is now firmly on the radar of Leonardo's resurgent Rossoneri. Having won seven of the last eight games - the Nerazzurri dropping seven points over the same period - il Diavolo have slashed their neighbours lead at the summit to eight points, with a game in hand, and the Derby della Madonnina to come at the end of the month. It's perhaps a vindication of President Blanc's reluctance to pull the trigger on his manager, that Berlusconi and Co. allowed Leonardo to right his wrongs to handsome effect. Milan have bred a new understanding in Leonardo's revamped 4-3-3 to produce some stylish and productive football, with Ronaldinho at the forefront of things.
Last weeks fixtures concluded the first half of the league schedule, and it's Milan who are carrying the momentum going into the second half. Jose Mourinho would never admit to apprehension about the Rossoneri's proximity, but it's far from comfortable. Mourinho and his squad are endowed with the experience of heading a title charge and have proven to be able to cope with its rigours, but with various departures from the squad, reinforcements are required. Mourinho will be allowed to feast on the carcus of Lazio's contractual mess by picking Cristian Ledesma up on the cheap, and are also looking to prize Aleksandar Kolarov away from the Biancocelesti to replace Cristian Chivu. The move to sign Julio Baptista in a cash plus Nicolas Burdisso deal with Roma is almost complete, whilst out of favour Real Madrid midfielder Guti has said he would join Inter 'with open arms.'
The remaining Coppa Italia last 16 games were completed midweek, Fiorentina beat Chievo and will now meet Lazio in the quarters after they put out Palermo. Juve's 3-0 over Napoli sees them travel to Inter. Milan and Udinese both overcame lower league opposition and will meet at the San Siro. Roma, who beat Triestina, will host Catania after they defeated Genoa.
Finally the Italian Disciplinary Commission have decided to get tough and deal with some of the behaviour on the terraces. After Juve fans set small fires, caused a bit of a nuisance and chanted more racist rubbish at Mario Balotelli, the commission have decided to take the draconian step of closing the Curva Sud for one match, on January 23 for Roma's visit. So, by getting tough, the troublemakers are now going to disperse to other areas of the ground for a game before reconvening the week after for more of the same? It might work
Friday, 8 January 2010
New Year, new decade; same old Calcio
First of all, may I offer you a warm (certainly warmer than the UK weather!) welcome back from all at Football Italiano, we hope you've had a fantastic festive and New Year period.
It was also back to business this week for the Serie A club's after their Christmas sabbatical, with a full midweek fixture schedule to kick-off 2010. Round 18 concluded the first half of league fixtures, and it was Scudetto holders, league leaders and winter champions Internazionale who got the new decade underway, with a rare noon weekday kick-off away at Chievo. Inter acted quickly during the January sales to acquire Goran Pandev from Lazio, and the Macedonian striker thought he'd opened his account for his new employers after only eleven minutes at the Stadio Bentegodi. Unfortunately for Pandev, strike partner Mario Balotelli already had the ball over the line from the initial attack and was thus credited with the goal, the only goal of the game which sent Inter eleven points clear at the top of the table.
It wasn't all roses though for the Nerazzurri, who saw defender Chritian Chivu whisked off to hospital after a sickening clash of heads with Chievo frontman Sergio Pellissier. Chivu fractured his skull and needed to be operated on by surgeons at Verona hospital, who described the operation as a 'success' although the full extent of the Romanians injuries, and how long he'll be sidelined for remains unclear. La Beneamata will also now be without the services of Patrick Vieira who was allowed to join former boss Roberto Mancini at Manchester City. Vieira joined David Suazo through the San Siro exit door, with Amantino Mancini also likely to be soon departing. However, despite the departures, Chivu's injury and Samuel Etoo's involvement in the African Nations, President Moratti believes his club, "can go forward like this" Suggesting Pandev will be the only new face at Jose Mourinho's disposal.
Usually either hero or villain, Balotelli combined both guises in this game, although one must feel for the young man having to put up with the constant torrent of racial abuse he receives. Once again monkey noises and other racial slurs could be heard, yet it was Balotelli who was fined 7,000Euro for his unwise but understandable tirade at the Flying Donkey fans. "Every time I come to play in Verona, the city disgusts me even more", blasted Super Mario. Chievo's fine? Not a cent. Chievo's punishment? Nothing. Inter are furious at the action and have appealed the decision. Balotelli's fine is more than or equal to some of the punishments dished out by UEFA and the Italian FA in the past to club’s who’s fans are guilty of misbehaving. Where is the focus? It is clear Italian football still has a problem with racism, and unless tougher sanctions are imposed, the only loser will be Italian football.
Undoubtedly the most high profile arrival this January is of course David Beckham, and Goldenball's made his second Milan debut in their comprehensive thrashing of Genoa. Starting in an unfamiliar advanced wide-right role, Beckham adapted seamlessly, looking sharp and fit as well as demonstrating his undoubted quality with the ball. Beckham's loan further strengthens Coach Leonardo's hand with his versatility and experience, as does the resurrection of the once great Ronaldinho.
The Brazilian ace was up to his old tricks against Genoa, missing and scoring a penalty and generally being a menace, rolling back all the old flicks and feints. For once his performance was one of substance and his through ball for Milan's third goal was a reminder of the sheer brilliance he does possess. But, one swallow doesn't make a summer and Ronnie will be needed to replicate this form over a large portion of the second half of the season if Milan are to compete. It's all if's, but's and maybe's, but with Ronaldinho's resurgence, Beckham back in the fray, Gennaro Gattuso back from injury and Clarence Seedorf, Alex Pato and Gianluca Zambrotta all set to return, il Diavolo are very handily placed to launch an assault on Inter's Scudetto stranglehold. Starting away at Juventus this weekend.
Juve returned to winning ways this weekend after a dismal end to 2009. The Guus Hiddink rumours may have subsided for now, but a narrow and unconvincing win at Parma will do little to alleviate the pressure on Ciro Ferrara. Ferrara's rather taxing quandary is that he is failing to get either the team, or it's influential players playing well. It's a very 'chicken or the egg' dilemma, but one that needs addressing before President Blanc stands on the egg, strangles the chicken and hires a new coach. Felipe Melo has looked a shadow of the player they bought, Diego has been moved around without finding a niche and all of the strikers are on strike. The winter break came at a very opportune moment for Ferrara, but the goodwill tidings came down with the decorations, and a defeat to Milan on Sunday could see Ferrara joining his old mate Antonio Conte down the job office.
Conte stepped down from the Atalanta hot-seat this week after only four months in charge. The Bergamo club have struggled all year and following a 2-0 home reverse to Napoli - after which 500 fans staged a protest calling for his head - Conte decided to call time on his stint at la Dea.
In transfer news, Andrea Dossena has ended his Liverpool misery by signing for Napoli and Tiago Mendes has joined Atletico Madrid on a six-month loan from Juventus. Also, other transfers which may, but probably may not, happen, include Vincenzo Iaquinta to Chelsea, Rafinha to Juventus, Simon Kjaer to Man City, Alex to Genoa and Julio Baptista to Inter. Amongst many, many more.
New Year's resolution for 2011: become a football agent.
It was also back to business this week for the Serie A club's after their Christmas sabbatical, with a full midweek fixture schedule to kick-off 2010. Round 18 concluded the first half of league fixtures, and it was Scudetto holders, league leaders and winter champions Internazionale who got the new decade underway, with a rare noon weekday kick-off away at Chievo. Inter acted quickly during the January sales to acquire Goran Pandev from Lazio, and the Macedonian striker thought he'd opened his account for his new employers after only eleven minutes at the Stadio Bentegodi. Unfortunately for Pandev, strike partner Mario Balotelli already had the ball over the line from the initial attack and was thus credited with the goal, the only goal of the game which sent Inter eleven points clear at the top of the table.
It wasn't all roses though for the Nerazzurri, who saw defender Chritian Chivu whisked off to hospital after a sickening clash of heads with Chievo frontman Sergio Pellissier. Chivu fractured his skull and needed to be operated on by surgeons at Verona hospital, who described the operation as a 'success' although the full extent of the Romanians injuries, and how long he'll be sidelined for remains unclear. La Beneamata will also now be without the services of Patrick Vieira who was allowed to join former boss Roberto Mancini at Manchester City. Vieira joined David Suazo through the San Siro exit door, with Amantino Mancini also likely to be soon departing. However, despite the departures, Chivu's injury and Samuel Etoo's involvement in the African Nations, President Moratti believes his club, "can go forward like this" Suggesting Pandev will be the only new face at Jose Mourinho's disposal.
Usually either hero or villain, Balotelli combined both guises in this game, although one must feel for the young man having to put up with the constant torrent of racial abuse he receives. Once again monkey noises and other racial slurs could be heard, yet it was Balotelli who was fined 7,000Euro for his unwise but understandable tirade at the Flying Donkey fans. "Every time I come to play in Verona, the city disgusts me even more", blasted Super Mario. Chievo's fine? Not a cent. Chievo's punishment? Nothing. Inter are furious at the action and have appealed the decision. Balotelli's fine is more than or equal to some of the punishments dished out by UEFA and the Italian FA in the past to club’s who’s fans are guilty of misbehaving. Where is the focus? It is clear Italian football still has a problem with racism, and unless tougher sanctions are imposed, the only loser will be Italian football.
Undoubtedly the most high profile arrival this January is of course David Beckham, and Goldenball's made his second Milan debut in their comprehensive thrashing of Genoa. Starting in an unfamiliar advanced wide-right role, Beckham adapted seamlessly, looking sharp and fit as well as demonstrating his undoubted quality with the ball. Beckham's loan further strengthens Coach Leonardo's hand with his versatility and experience, as does the resurrection of the once great Ronaldinho.
The Brazilian ace was up to his old tricks against Genoa, missing and scoring a penalty and generally being a menace, rolling back all the old flicks and feints. For once his performance was one of substance and his through ball for Milan's third goal was a reminder of the sheer brilliance he does possess. But, one swallow doesn't make a summer and Ronnie will be needed to replicate this form over a large portion of the second half of the season if Milan are to compete. It's all if's, but's and maybe's, but with Ronaldinho's resurgence, Beckham back in the fray, Gennaro Gattuso back from injury and Clarence Seedorf, Alex Pato and Gianluca Zambrotta all set to return, il Diavolo are very handily placed to launch an assault on Inter's Scudetto stranglehold. Starting away at Juventus this weekend.
Juve returned to winning ways this weekend after a dismal end to 2009. The Guus Hiddink rumours may have subsided for now, but a narrow and unconvincing win at Parma will do little to alleviate the pressure on Ciro Ferrara. Ferrara's rather taxing quandary is that he is failing to get either the team, or it's influential players playing well. It's a very 'chicken or the egg' dilemma, but one that needs addressing before President Blanc stands on the egg, strangles the chicken and hires a new coach. Felipe Melo has looked a shadow of the player they bought, Diego has been moved around without finding a niche and all of the strikers are on strike. The winter break came at a very opportune moment for Ferrara, but the goodwill tidings came down with the decorations, and a defeat to Milan on Sunday could see Ferrara joining his old mate Antonio Conte down the job office.
Conte stepped down from the Atalanta hot-seat this week after only four months in charge. The Bergamo club have struggled all year and following a 2-0 home reverse to Napoli - after which 500 fans staged a protest calling for his head - Conte decided to call time on his stint at la Dea.
In transfer news, Andrea Dossena has ended his Liverpool misery by signing for Napoli and Tiago Mendes has joined Atletico Madrid on a six-month loan from Juventus. Also, other transfers which may, but probably may not, happen, include Vincenzo Iaquinta to Chelsea, Rafinha to Juventus, Simon Kjaer to Man City, Alex to Genoa and Julio Baptista to Inter. Amongst many, many more.
New Year's resolution for 2011: become a football agent.
Tuesday, 5 January 2010
Do you remember.......Mexico '86?
When Mexico hosted the thirteenth World Cup in 1986, they became the first nation to do so twice. The tournament was initially given to Colombia, but they withdrew because of internal political and economic wrangles, so the Mexicans stepped into the breach. Even then the venue could have been switched once again after a massive earthquake devastated Mexico City just eight months before kick off. Around 10,000 people died in the catastrophe but the city's stadiums, including the monumental 115,000 capacity Estadio Azteca, were untouched. The country quickly got back on it's feet to stage one of the most memorable tournaments of the modern era, forever remembered for two goals, and one man.
FIFA changed the format of the competition once again to increase the pack to 24 teams - six groups of four with the top two plus the three best third place teams qualifying for a last 16 knockout. Three teams made their World Cup debuts, Denmark, Canada and Iraq - qualifying despite Saddam Hussein's nation being embroiled in the Iran-Iraq war.
The early influence of commercial television networks was evident, with many of the games kicking off in the searing midday heat to ensure maximum viewing figures. As a result, some of the matches dropped in pace and excitement, yet two sides who acclimatised impressively during the group stages came from the balmier climes of northern Europe.
New boys Denmark, with Michael Laudrup and Preben Elkjaer, and the Soviet Union with a strong Dynamo Kiev continegent both topped their respective groups and banged in nine goals in the process. The stylish Danes led by the mecurial Laudrup won all three matches and sliced apart a talented Uruguay side in a 6-1 demolition with Elkjaer scoring three. Unfortunately their open and expansive brand proved their downfall in the last 16 as Spain hit them for five and sent them packing.
Similarly short and sweet were the Soviets. Valeriy Lobanonskyi's team played a quick, counter-attacking game with direct dribblers like Oleg Blokhin and Igor Belanov. They smashed six past Hungary, comfortably beat Canada and drew with the French - a game noted for a spectacular Vassili Rats goal - but then came off on the wrong end of a seven goal thriller with Belgium in the next phase.
As usual the Germans and Italians made heavy weather of their groups but inched through. Spain and Brazil qualified together whilst France's ageing '82 side also made it to the knockouts. With the big guns all progressing, the plot was just unravelling, yet the biggest story of Mexico 86 was already well under way.
Diego Armando Maradona was the worlds most expensive - and arguably best - footballer. A billing he matched from the very beginning of Argentina's campaign. El Diego was electric. At the peak of his form and fitness, the little maestro seemed hell-bent on rectifying the indignity of his last World Cup appearance, against Brazil in '82 when he was sent-off and reduced to tears as his country were eliminated. In the first group game Maradona tortured South Korea setting up all the goals in a 3-0 win, he scored in the draw with Italy and tee'd up another goal in the win over Bulgaria. On the whole, this was no great Argentinian side, but Maradona's exploits elevated their threat.
In the second round Maradona was hacked to within an inch of his life by the ruthless Uruguayans, but his men marched on to a tantalising Quarter Final with England, whom, up until this point had arrived with high expectations, made a mess of the group before producing a few stirring performances to re-ignite national hysteria. Sound familiar? In the first two group matches England failed to score in a defeat to Portugal and a draw with Morocco. To make things worse for Bobby Robson, skipper Bryan Robson had gone home injured and Ray Wilkins was suspended. England had to beat Poland in Monterrey to go through, so Gary Lineker's hat-trick was very welcome indeed. Lineker hit another two in a 3-0 win over Paraguay to set up the quarter with the Argies. The gunsmoke had only just settled in the Falklands and there was still onfield bitterness since Antonio Rattin and co disgraced Wembley in '66. This meeting did little to appease hostilities.
We all know what happened next...the bitter-sweet assasination by a man dubbed 'half devil, half angel' by French newspaper L'equipe the following day. By now Maradona was writing his own scripts and immortalised himself into football legend with THOSE two goals, four minutes apart at the start of the second half. The first may not actually have been from the hand of God but the second was definately from the feet of some kind of footballing entity. Since voted the 'Goal of the Century' by FIFA, Maradona picked the ball up inside his own half, evaded the giant spider which had took residence on the Azteca pitch that summer, and in an eleven second burst of cartoon like speed, danced past a precession of stricken challengers, rounded Peter Shilton and slotted in one of the most instantly recogniseable goals ever to be scored. Lineker reduced the deficit and the Three Lions pressed with John Barnes missing late on, but it was another case of nearly for England. Maradona was not to be upstaged.
The rest of the quarters proved to be a let-down. In stifling heat, hight tension and low intensity meant the games were drab affairs, all settled by penalties. Only four goals were scored in a combined total of over six hours of morose football, as Brazil, West Germany and Belgium advanced after shoot-out's against France, Mexico and Spain respectively.
The Semi's pitted Maradona's Argentina against the previously unfancied Belgians, and France against West Germany - appearing in an incredible seventh semi-final in the last nine tournaments. The machine like Germans containing a host of household 80's names - Schumacher, Briegel, Brehme, Mattheus, Magathe, Rummenigge, Littbarski, Voeller - were too strong for France, and goals from Brehme and Voeller put them into yet another Final. Belgium, with a young Enzo Scifo pulling the strings had only progressed courtesy of the third place ruling, yet gathered momentum in the knock-out stages, beating the Soviet Union and Spain. However, their soiree was abruptly cut short by Argentina, or more to the point, that man Diego.
It's a measure of the man's brilliance during this tournament that he replicated a 'once in a lifetime goal', in his very next match, just three days later. Having already put his side 1-0 up, Maradona scored another quite incredible solo goal. It may have lacked the emotive impact and subsequent recognition of his England strike, but in terms of technique and quality, his second goal to kill off Belgium was just as good, if not better. Picking the ball up about 30 yards from goal, the initial threat to Jean-Marie Pfaff between the posts seemed limited. All of a sudden Maradona burst forward, slaloming through four defenders all in close proximity before firing past Pfaff. Maradona was unstoppable.
This was not a fact that Franz Beckenbauer overlooked when preparing his side to face Argentina in the Final. The Germans had been typically unspectacular in getting this far, but with a combination of an organised defence and the ability to nick goals, they remained the masters at Vorsprung durch technik-ing results. Beckenbauer decided to use his best player - Lothar Mattheus - to shadow Maradona and nulify his potency, but the move backfired. The Germans struggled to get into the match with their Libero trailing Maradona, and as a result the Argentines took control even with the influence of number 10 limited. Jose Luis Brown nodded in a first half free-kick to put them one up and Jorge Valdano made it two shortly after half-time. West Germany released the shackles to try to salvage the game. After 74 minutes Rummenigge stabbed home a loose ball from a corner and just six minutes later Voeller did the same to gain parity.
In the jubilation of the comeback the Germans lost their composure and shape, forgetting to revert back to plan A and shackle Maradona. Just three minutes after the equaliser he found himself in time and space in the middle of the park to thread a killer through ball for Jorge Burruchaga to run free and score the winner.
Never before, since or ever will one World Cup be dominated by one player. In terms of presence and performance, the little man from Villa Fiorito was a colossus, solely carrying the hopes of a team and a nation. Maradona turned a global showpiece into a personal stage, offering a unique, live insight into a chapter of the turbulent life of one of the most intriguing individuals ever to play the game. Other tournaments may boast more memorable matches and moments, but Mexico 86 was the finest hour of a true genius and should be remembered, embraced and cherished as such.
The topic of who is the greatest player of all time is as fervent as it is futile. No right or wrong answer, just plenty of opinion and conjecture. Maradona's supporters inevitably point to the achievement of propelling an ordinary Angentinian team into World champions as proof El Diego was indeed the greatest. Instead of fighting his corner, let me leave you with this; Less than twelve months after leading Argentina to the title, he repeated the feat with Napoli, inspiring them to their first ever Scudetto - also winning the Coppa Italia that season. Another year on and Napoli's first European trophy was attained in the form of the UEFA Cup, the year after that, another Scudetto.
In the space of four years, Maradona transformed the fortunes of two seperate teams, succeeding against adversity. In Serbian director Emir Kusturica's biopic 'Maradona', which premiered at the 2008 Cannes film festival, Maradona reflected on this time of unparalleled success before admitting he was hooked on cocaine throught the whole period.
"Imagine the player I could have been?" he posed to Kusturica.
A tragically beautiful thought.
FIFA changed the format of the competition once again to increase the pack to 24 teams - six groups of four with the top two plus the three best third place teams qualifying for a last 16 knockout. Three teams made their World Cup debuts, Denmark, Canada and Iraq - qualifying despite Saddam Hussein's nation being embroiled in the Iran-Iraq war.
The early influence of commercial television networks was evident, with many of the games kicking off in the searing midday heat to ensure maximum viewing figures. As a result, some of the matches dropped in pace and excitement, yet two sides who acclimatised impressively during the group stages came from the balmier climes of northern Europe.
New boys Denmark, with Michael Laudrup and Preben Elkjaer, and the Soviet Union with a strong Dynamo Kiev continegent both topped their respective groups and banged in nine goals in the process. The stylish Danes led by the mecurial Laudrup won all three matches and sliced apart a talented Uruguay side in a 6-1 demolition with Elkjaer scoring three. Unfortunately their open and expansive brand proved their downfall in the last 16 as Spain hit them for five and sent them packing.
Similarly short and sweet were the Soviets. Valeriy Lobanonskyi's team played a quick, counter-attacking game with direct dribblers like Oleg Blokhin and Igor Belanov. They smashed six past Hungary, comfortably beat Canada and drew with the French - a game noted for a spectacular Vassili Rats goal - but then came off on the wrong end of a seven goal thriller with Belgium in the next phase.
As usual the Germans and Italians made heavy weather of their groups but inched through. Spain and Brazil qualified together whilst France's ageing '82 side also made it to the knockouts. With the big guns all progressing, the plot was just unravelling, yet the biggest story of Mexico 86 was already well under way.
Diego Armando Maradona was the worlds most expensive - and arguably best - footballer. A billing he matched from the very beginning of Argentina's campaign. El Diego was electric. At the peak of his form and fitness, the little maestro seemed hell-bent on rectifying the indignity of his last World Cup appearance, against Brazil in '82 when he was sent-off and reduced to tears as his country were eliminated. In the first group game Maradona tortured South Korea setting up all the goals in a 3-0 win, he scored in the draw with Italy and tee'd up another goal in the win over Bulgaria. On the whole, this was no great Argentinian side, but Maradona's exploits elevated their threat.
In the second round Maradona was hacked to within an inch of his life by the ruthless Uruguayans, but his men marched on to a tantalising Quarter Final with England, whom, up until this point had arrived with high expectations, made a mess of the group before producing a few stirring performances to re-ignite national hysteria. Sound familiar? In the first two group matches England failed to score in a defeat to Portugal and a draw with Morocco. To make things worse for Bobby Robson, skipper Bryan Robson had gone home injured and Ray Wilkins was suspended. England had to beat Poland in Monterrey to go through, so Gary Lineker's hat-trick was very welcome indeed. Lineker hit another two in a 3-0 win over Paraguay to set up the quarter with the Argies. The gunsmoke had only just settled in the Falklands and there was still onfield bitterness since Antonio Rattin and co disgraced Wembley in '66. This meeting did little to appease hostilities.
We all know what happened next...the bitter-sweet assasination by a man dubbed 'half devil, half angel' by French newspaper L'equipe the following day. By now Maradona was writing his own scripts and immortalised himself into football legend with THOSE two goals, four minutes apart at the start of the second half. The first may not actually have been from the hand of God but the second was definately from the feet of some kind of footballing entity. Since voted the 'Goal of the Century' by FIFA, Maradona picked the ball up inside his own half, evaded the giant spider which had took residence on the Azteca pitch that summer, and in an eleven second burst of cartoon like speed, danced past a precession of stricken challengers, rounded Peter Shilton and slotted in one of the most instantly recogniseable goals ever to be scored. Lineker reduced the deficit and the Three Lions pressed with John Barnes missing late on, but it was another case of nearly for England. Maradona was not to be upstaged.
The rest of the quarters proved to be a let-down. In stifling heat, hight tension and low intensity meant the games were drab affairs, all settled by penalties. Only four goals were scored in a combined total of over six hours of morose football, as Brazil, West Germany and Belgium advanced after shoot-out's against France, Mexico and Spain respectively.
The Semi's pitted Maradona's Argentina against the previously unfancied Belgians, and France against West Germany - appearing in an incredible seventh semi-final in the last nine tournaments. The machine like Germans containing a host of household 80's names - Schumacher, Briegel, Brehme, Mattheus, Magathe, Rummenigge, Littbarski, Voeller - were too strong for France, and goals from Brehme and Voeller put them into yet another Final. Belgium, with a young Enzo Scifo pulling the strings had only progressed courtesy of the third place ruling, yet gathered momentum in the knock-out stages, beating the Soviet Union and Spain. However, their soiree was abruptly cut short by Argentina, or more to the point, that man Diego.
It's a measure of the man's brilliance during this tournament that he replicated a 'once in a lifetime goal', in his very next match, just three days later. Having already put his side 1-0 up, Maradona scored another quite incredible solo goal. It may have lacked the emotive impact and subsequent recognition of his England strike, but in terms of technique and quality, his second goal to kill off Belgium was just as good, if not better. Picking the ball up about 30 yards from goal, the initial threat to Jean-Marie Pfaff between the posts seemed limited. All of a sudden Maradona burst forward, slaloming through four defenders all in close proximity before firing past Pfaff. Maradona was unstoppable.
This was not a fact that Franz Beckenbauer overlooked when preparing his side to face Argentina in the Final. The Germans had been typically unspectacular in getting this far, but with a combination of an organised defence and the ability to nick goals, they remained the masters at Vorsprung durch technik-ing results. Beckenbauer decided to use his best player - Lothar Mattheus - to shadow Maradona and nulify his potency, but the move backfired. The Germans struggled to get into the match with their Libero trailing Maradona, and as a result the Argentines took control even with the influence of number 10 limited. Jose Luis Brown nodded in a first half free-kick to put them one up and Jorge Valdano made it two shortly after half-time. West Germany released the shackles to try to salvage the game. After 74 minutes Rummenigge stabbed home a loose ball from a corner and just six minutes later Voeller did the same to gain parity.
In the jubilation of the comeback the Germans lost their composure and shape, forgetting to revert back to plan A and shackle Maradona. Just three minutes after the equaliser he found himself in time and space in the middle of the park to thread a killer through ball for Jorge Burruchaga to run free and score the winner.
Never before, since or ever will one World Cup be dominated by one player. In terms of presence and performance, the little man from Villa Fiorito was a colossus, solely carrying the hopes of a team and a nation. Maradona turned a global showpiece into a personal stage, offering a unique, live insight into a chapter of the turbulent life of one of the most intriguing individuals ever to play the game. Other tournaments may boast more memorable matches and moments, but Mexico 86 was the finest hour of a true genius and should be remembered, embraced and cherished as such.
The topic of who is the greatest player of all time is as fervent as it is futile. No right or wrong answer, just plenty of opinion and conjecture. Maradona's supporters inevitably point to the achievement of propelling an ordinary Angentinian team into World champions as proof El Diego was indeed the greatest. Instead of fighting his corner, let me leave you with this; Less than twelve months after leading Argentina to the title, he repeated the feat with Napoli, inspiring them to their first ever Scudetto - also winning the Coppa Italia that season. Another year on and Napoli's first European trophy was attained in the form of the UEFA Cup, the year after that, another Scudetto.
In the space of four years, Maradona transformed the fortunes of two seperate teams, succeeding against adversity. In Serbian director Emir Kusturica's biopic 'Maradona', which premiered at the 2008 Cannes film festival, Maradona reflected on this time of unparalleled success before admitting he was hooked on cocaine throught the whole period.
"Imagine the player I could have been?" he posed to Kusturica.
A tragically beautiful thought.
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