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Wednesday, 29 June 2011

Players of past Copa's - Gabriel Batistuta


By the time Gabriel Batistuta hung up his boots in 2005 he’d spent the vast majorities of the 90’s and early millennium terrorising whichever defence had the misfortune to play against him.

Before embarking on a lucrative swansong in Qatar, Batigol had spent the previous twelve years re-writing Serie A goalscoring records. In nine seasons with Fiorentina he became the club’s all time leading scorer and sharpshooted himself into the esteemed top ten of Serie A strikers. He was serie a capocannoniere in 1994/95 and lifted the Scudetto in 2000/01 after a £23m move to Roma. In 1999 the angel Gabriel came 3rd in the FIFA World Player of the Year vote and to this day remains the Argentine national side’s leading marksman with 56 goals in just 78 caps - including ten goals in 12 World Cup games. The man was a machine.

But all this came about from a fairly inauspicious start. At 18 Batistuta was still playing youth football in his homeland until Newell’s Old Boys took a punt on him. After a bright and breezy debut season he was signed to Buenos Aires giants River Plate where he soon fell foul of the draconian methods of Coach Daniel Passarella. After only seven outings for los millionarios, Passarella carted him off to River’s arch-enemy Boca Juniors - a move which proved to be the making of Batigol.

In a season and a half at la Bombonera, Batistuta became the Argentine Premier League’s top scorer en route to securing the 1991 title. His form was enough to earn him a debut cap for la albiceleste against Brazil and fix himself a spot in the 1991 Copa America squad.

Under the newly appointed tutelage of Alfio Basile, Argentina were in transition. Most of the faces from the ’86 World Cup triumph and subsequent Italia ’90 tragedy had been replaced with Diego Maradona in the middle of a drugs ban. The inductees including Batistuta and Diego Simeone then set off on a 33 game three year unbeaten streak encompassing two Copa America’s.

The first of which - Chile ’91 - saw Argentina end an improbable 32 year wait for the trophy. Batistuta had entered the Copa relatively unknown but left it a star.

The competition had a curious make-up. Two groups of five, all playing each other once with the top two from either group going on to contest a final round robin to determine the overall winner.

In Batigol’s second appearance for Argentina he broke his duck with a brace against Venezuela and followed that up with the only goal of the game against hosts Chile at the Estadio Nacional in Santiago.

Batistuta scored again as the Argies romped past Paraguay 4-1 in the next game to secure progress before he was rested against Peru.

The final round kicked off in typically low-key South American fare. Argentina and Brazil shared five goals, five red cards and the riot police with Batistuta notching the decisive strike. A goalless draw with Chile in the next match meant a win in the final tie against Colombia would see Argentina crowned champions.

The tournaments main man was at it again, scoring his side’s second in a 2-1 to earn himself the golden boot, the player of the tournament and a move to Italy. Batistuta would go on to represent Argentina in the ’93 and ’95 Copa America’s and the ’94, ’98 and 2002 World Cups - finish all of them as his countries top scorer.

They didn’t call him Batigol for nothing.

Copa America 2011: One to watch - Ever Banega


Name: Ever Banega
Age: 23
Position: Midfield
Club/Nation: Valencia/Argentina

For a while it looked like Ever Banega was going to be one of those players who could have had it all but ended up with nothing. One of five siblings raised in a rough, tough Rosario suburb, Banega’s supreme naturally ability with a football elevated him from the squalor.

Aged just 18, Banega was being heralded as the next, next big thing to come from the de la Plata basin. Already a revered regular in the Boca Juniors first team, he was also part of a squad including Mauro Zarate, Angel Di Maria and Sergio Aguero who won the U20 World Cup for la albiceleste.

By January 2008 having played just 28 games for Boca, Banega was treading the well trodden path from Argentina to Spain. But like many other teen prodigy’s, his career stalled when he was packed off to Europe too soon.

Valencia paid around €18m for the boy they thought was a man. Soon after he’d joined los che he was tabloid fodder for some webcam shenanigans and not long after that he had the law and club officials on his back when he was caught drink driving.

After an underwhelming start to life at Mestalla, Banega was sent on loan to Atletico Madrid where his form and behaviour further declined. Acquiring the unwanted tile of cabra loca - the crazy goat - Banega’s nocturnal activities created more news than his footballing ones.

Atletico returned him to Valencia who tried to send him elsewhere. By the summer of 2009 they were desperate to get rid of the troublesome talent, but after various moves - including a loan to Everton - failed to materialise, they were stuck with each other.

But then the penny dropped. Banega got himself together and revitalised his lifestyle. Off the booze and on the ball, the 23 year old flourished into a key component of a los che side who recorded two consecutive third place finishes in la liga.

Banega is considered one of la liga’s best players - inclusive of the Barca-Real band. Standing a little over 5ft 8”, he’s a feisty deep lying midfielder who’s infectious pressing and enthusiasm for a tackle often depict him as a defensive midfielder.

New Argentina coach Sergio Batista will ask Banega to double up alongside Javier Mascherano to screen a culpable back four, but cabra loca has more strings to his bow than being a spoiler.

For Valencia he is the orquestador. The purveyor of tika-taka, running games from deep, demanding and embracing the ball before moving it on slickly over a range of distances with metronomic passing motored by a schooled footballing brain. In many regards Banega is the complete midfielder. He defends and dictates with equal composure and has a penchant for daring dribbles from within his own half. He scores few but when he does they’re worth watching again.

After making his international debut at 19, Banega has taken the scenic route to cementing his place in la albiceleste set-up. Diego Maradona didn’t take him to last summer’s World Cup, instead favouring the 35-year-old Juan Sebastien Veron. But this is a new Argentina and a new Banega - the boy who’s become a man.

Copa America 2011 fact file - Argentina


Argentina along with Uruguay are the Copa America’s joint most succesful team with 14 titles each and a demanding home crowd will expect la albiceleste to add to that haul on their own patch.

Arch rivals Brazil have won four of the past five tournaments, whilst Argentina have not won it in six attempts - losing to la selecao in the last two finals.

Traditionally Argentina have had one eye on the future during the tournament, but even with the World Cup another three years off new coach Sergio Batista has named a full strength pack.

From an English perspective, Liverpool’s Maxi Rodriguez and the Newcastle pair of Fabricio Coloccini and Jonas Gutierrez have unsurprisingly failed to make the cut into an exceptionally talented 23 man squad.

The enviable dilemma for Batista will be how to perm a front three from Gonzalo Higuain, Carlos Tevez, Sergio Aguero, Diego Milito, Ezequiel Lavezzi, Angel Di Maria and, of course, Lionel Messi.

Despite global appreciation of Messi’s sublime talents, it appears the only place the world’s best player doesn’t fully convince is back home in Argentina, where natives have seized on his indifferent form for the national side.

Nevertheless, it was Messi who scored a typically brilliant individual solo goal in the 90th minute against Brazil to grab a win in Batista’s first game in full-time charge.

Like his predecessor Diego Maradona, Batista has gone on record to say he will tinker with the teams shape in order to coax the most from his main man. Whilst Argentina’s forward assets may parallel that of the Catalan giants, Batista must be wary of the breathtaking defensive incompetence which led to their World Cup demise.

Martin Demechelis, Gabriel Heinze and Nicolas Otamendi have largely been jettisoned after the Germany drubbing, but the new look back four doesn’t convince much either. Javier Zanetti will be 40 by the time the next World Cup comes around yet retains his virtually constitutional berth at right-back with Manchester City’s Pablo Zabaleta on the other side flanking Ezequiel Garay and Nicolas Burdisso.

Aiming to breach the literal and metaphoric chasm between front and back will be a midfield marshaled by el capitan Javier Mascherano, partnered by either two of Esteban Cambiasso, Ever Banega, Fernando Gago or the much sought after Javier Pastore.

Group A should pose little problems early on as the hosts face the erratic Colombia, a below altitude Bolivia and Costa Rica’s under 23 team. They should then face the best third placed qualifier in the quarters with the division of the draw meaning they can’t face Brazil until the final.

In past tournaments Argentina have had a knack of breezing impressively through the early rounds before going home empty handed. Batista is charged with ending those shortfalls by using more tactical acumen than demonstrated during Maradona’s madcap regime.
In practice Batista should be preparing and priming this squad for the 2014 World Cup, but anything less than lifting the Copa America on home soil will make the ’86 winner a marked man even before CONEMBOL qualifying gets going.

Coach - Sergio Batista: The 1986 World Cup winner took over the reigns from former teammate Diego Maradona following la albiceleste’s unceremonious hammering by Germany in South Africa.

Has limited club managerial experience but was induced into the role after a three-year spell with the Under 20’s and winning gold at the 2008 Beijing Olympics.

One to watch - Lionel Messi: Inevitably. The mantra of being named Maradona’s heir apparent is more of a millstone than a milestone in Argentina, and it is one that Messi is yet to fully embrace.

Has never been able to wholly reproduce his club form consistently for country, but still possesses the unique ability to win any game on his own.

Monday, 27 June 2011

Manchester City's alternative transfer list


If you took the time to have a rumble through Sunday’s tabloid transfer rumours, you may not have known whether to laugh or cry at some of the sum’s being banded about on the back pages.

Manchester City are invariably suffixed to most of the exorbitant fees, but whilst many of the ‘exclusive’ links are nothing more than educated guesses, the figures quoted would represent a rough saleable value. Sergio Ramos for £40m anyone? £45m for a one-season wonder like Alexis Sanchez, Edison Cavani or Radamel Falcao? Read on.

With no hard and fast rules to determine a players value, his actual ability is often independent of the eventual fee needed to prize them away from current employers. As Manchester City can testify to with differing degrees of success, players such as Joleon Lescott, Kolo Toure, James Milner and Emmanuel Adebayor have all been procured from clubs for bloated fees after decent seasons, in mid-terms of contracts and with owners playing hard-ball.

It’s a sellers transfer market but there remains value to be had for the right player at the right time. Over recent seasons you could have assembled a midfield out of Mesut Ozil, Sami Khedeira, Wesley Sneijder and Rafael van der Vaart for the £45m it would apparently cost City to lure Javier Pastore to Eastlands.

So, using more common sense than cash, here are five alternative transfers City could look at this summer.

Alex (Chelsea £10-15m) - The man’s man’s Sergio Ramos - for a quarter of the price. With Wayne Bridge bound to leave and defensive doubts about Aleksandar Kolarov, Roberto Mancini may opt to deploy Joleon Lescott as his full-time left back next season. Kolo Toure’s future is not exactly crystal, so a defensive accomplice to partner Vincent Kompany must be seen as a priority.

Chelsea’s Brazilian man-mountain has never established himself as first choice at Stamford Bridge but would get into most other defences around the league. Alex would have no problems acclimatising to the pace and style of the Premier League and has ample Champions League experience too. It was only when Alex became injured at the end of October that the former champions began to relinquish their grip on the title.

With David Luiz set to be first choice to John Terry, Alex could be available for a reasonable sum of around £10m. The former PSV man has just turned 29 and could guarantee two or three years reliable service, the only hitch being Chelsea’s reticence to strengthen a team they finished level on points with.

Milos Krasic (Juventus £15m)
- City are in desperate need of class on the wings and Czech ace Milos Krasic could be a financially viable option to the kings ransom being asked for Alexis Sanchez.

Indeed, some Serie A’s consigliere’s will have you believe that Krasic is actually the league’s best winger in a black and white shirt. Prior to the 2010/11 season Sanchez was something of a wildcard and even at the start of this campaign he was omitted from starting away games by Udinese boss Francesco Guidolin.

Krasic only arrived at the Olimpico at the start of last season but was one of the only positive aspects of another dire season for the Bianconeri. A seventh place finish means no European football next year and the financially stable footing the Turin giants once held is starting to slip.

Not a prolific scorer, Krasic is a touchline winger or orthodox right-midfielder who’s pace and guile create ample opportunities for others. Citizen’s should remember the former CSKA Moscow man being the only bright spark about an otherwise dismal Juventus side the Sky Blues played in the group stages of the Europa League.

Ever Banega (Valencia £15m) - The Argentine midfielder is a Modric-esque figure in terms of stature but would lack the size of his transfer fee. If Mancini is to persist with two moderately minded midfielders then Nigel De Jong’s mucker needs to give that bit extra with the ball - the bit extra that Gareth Barry doesn’t.

Banega is more Xabi Alonso than Xavi, as he prompts Valencia’s play from a holding role. An infectious runner, Banega’s feisty defensive capabilities are overshadowed by his intuitive and varied range of passing which orchestrates moves from deep.

Another Argentine teen prodigy who’s career stalled when he moved to Europe too soon, the former Boca Juniors graduate has established himself as one of La Liga’s key men outside of the Barcelona-Real Madrid duopoly. Los Che’s precarious financial standing could have them doing business at a reasonable rate.

Karim Benzema (Real Madrid £25-30m) - A classier, more clinical version of the one season wonders Edison Cavani and Radamel Falcao. Benzema was signed from Lyon for a high fee and with higher expectations, however, the 24 year old has never fully won over all his critics at the Bernabeu - namely Jose Mourinho.

An indifferent debut season was compounded with a listless first half of the last campaign. But after Gonzalo Higuain got injured Benzema found a second wind which saw him smash home 26 goals in just 31 starts. Despite that prolific spell in La Liga and the Champions league, there remains doubts about his long term future with Los Blancos. City could get value using the French hitman as an either way makeweight in exchange deals for Emmanuel Adebayor or Carlos Tevez


Diego (Wolfsburg £15m) - the Brazilian maestro would represent a younger, fitter, cheaper alternative to Kaka or a cut size cut-price Javier Pastore. South American showmen rarely prosper in the Premier League so you would have to question the wisdom of paying double or triple the price for a similar gamble?

Over the past five seasons Diego’s been one of the best players in a talented Bundesliga and Juventus’s collective woes makes it difficult to judge his season long stay in Italy. The 26-year-old has fallen out with the management at current club Wolfsburg after the 2009 champions just avoided relegation. Could be purchased for about £15m and City are again armed with numerous makeweights to lessen the blow. Another maverick talent and temperament is maybe not welcome but when at Werder Bremen Diego’s form made him one of Europe’s most effective playmakers.

Friday, 24 June 2011

Steaua Bucharest - the rise and fall of the ruthless regime


It’s a little known fact that the UEFA Champions League - the height of football capitalism - was borne from the collapse of communism on the continent.

When the former USSR disbanded in 1991, the Soviet Union granted independence to it’s associated states meaning the former European Cup had to accommodate another 14 national champions into its ranks. The rest, they say, is history.

As Moscow desperately clung to power at the end of the 80’s, it’s closest communist ally was in the throws of a bloody revolution. In December 1989 a populist uprising around Romania led to it’s people forcibly overthrowing the oppressive regime of Nicolae Ceausescu.

On Christmas Day, Ceausescu and his wife Elena were executed after a brief military tribunal. Ceausescu’s grizzly demise came just six months after his favourite football team, Steaua Bucharest, contested the 1988/89 European Cup final.

The Militarii - a monicker derived from Steaua’s close links with the nation’s army - were well beaten 4-0 by Arrigo Sacchi’s all conquering AC Milan side. Ruud Gullit and Marco Van Basten scored two a piece as the Iron Curtain drew on Ceausescu and Steaua’s stranglehold on political and sporting domination in Romania.

However, the landscape throughout much of the 80’s was very different. Steaua, along with great city rivals Dinamo had duopolised Romanian football since it’s re-inception after World War II. It was Dinamo under the umbrella of the Secret Police intelligencia who had the upper hand at the start of the decade winning a hat-trick of consecutive league titles whilst Steaua went six seasons stretching back to the late 70’s without.

Eager to redress the balance, in 1983 Ceausescu’s son Valentin was initiated into the Steaua set-up in some sort of nondescript administrative role. From then on the clubs fortunes changed and for the next six years Steaua topped Liga 1.

Like many aspects of life in the eastern bloc, an allure of secrecy and uncertainty shrouds events making differentials between fact and fiction hard to ascertain. Steaua’s detractors believe it is more than just a coincidence that the Militarii’s renaissance coincided with Ceausescu family involvement.

From June ‘86 to September ’89, Steaua went an improbable 119 domestic matches without defeat, setting a world record for that time and a European one which still stands. There were more than widespread rumours of collusion with officials and opposing teams who had the Ceausescu’s to answer to for failing to comply.

In a society where professionalism was outlawed by the governance, Steaua’s players were paid modestly according to communist grading. They were though heavily incentivised for good performances and rewarded with luxuries like television sets and video recorders not afforded to the rest of the citizenship.

Steaua also had a penchant for acquiring players from other clubs largely at will. In 1987 the legendary Gheorghe Hagi was borrowed from Sportul Studentesc to play for the Militarii in the European Super Cup against Dynamo Kiev. After scoring the only goal of the game, Hagi was permanently transferred to Steaua with Sportul presumably given little say-so over the matter.

Events such as those in the Romanian Cup final in 1988 also illustrate the dysfunctional nature of football under the dictatorship. Steaua striker Gavrila Balint struck for the Militarii a few minutes from time to send Emerich Jenei’s side into a 2-1 lead.

As Balint wheeled away, a raised linesman’s flag brought a halt to celebrations as the goal was disallowed. Outraged, Valentin Ceausescu hauled his side off the field leaving the Dinamo players stood standing. With Steaua refusing to return, the referee abandoned the game and Dinamo were declared victors.

But the record books suggest otherwise. According to some truth’s, hole’s in the truth and nothing like the truth, the opposing factions come to differing conclusions as to how Steaua eventually ended up with the trophy.

Dinamo’s coach of the time and current Shakhtar Donetsk boss Mircea Lucescu tells a tale of Ceausescu’s generals confiscating the cup from Dinamo the day after the final and presenting it to Steaua. The story from the other side of the fence greatly differs, and according to Steaua accounts, Dinamo relinquished the cup themselves. Like many aspects of the game during that era, what actually happened will never fully emerge.

If Steaua’s successes during the mid to late 80‘s weren’t totally within the laws and ethics of association football, then such alleged dishonorable conduct is still perhaps a disservice to what must arguably be the best club side Romania have ever produced.

Elegant sweeper Miodrag Belodedici marshaled things from the back, whilst the metronomic passing of Laszlo Boloni kept things ticking over in midfield. The aces in the pack were the forward combination of the prolific Victor Piturca and the mercurial Marius Lacatus.

Regardless of their sphere’s of influence at home, Jenei’s men became the first eastern bloc country to lift the European Cup and still remain one of only two sides to do so until Red Star Belgrade in 1991.

After Steaua ended a six year title drought in 1984/85 they entered the continent’s premier club competition along with the likes of Sir Alex Ferguson’s Aberdeen, Johann Cruyff’s Ajax, Terry Venables’s Barcelona and the Michel Platini inspired holders Juventus. Incidentally Everton were unable to participate following the ban on English clubs entering European competition following the Heysel Stadium disaster.

In an interesting subtext to Steaua’s run, it’s worth comparing the relative strength of the European Cup in both its past and present guises. The first round of 32 clubs kicked off in mid-September and featured powerhouses such as the mighty IA from Iceland, Rabat Ajax from Malta, Linfield, Shamrock Rovers, Cypriots Omonia Nicosia and esteemed champions of Luxembourg - Jeunesse Esch.

From first round to the final, teams had to play a maximum of nine games. In the unlikely event that a first round qualifier would get anywhere near the Champions League final in the current climate, they would have to embark on an arduous ten month escapade encompassing 21 ties.

With no seedings in place, the relatively useful Porto were eliminated in the first round by Ajax and Sparta Prague were put out by Barcelona. Our Romanian friends were sent on a visit to Denmark to face Allan Simonsen’s now defunct Vejle Boldklub. Steaua escaped with a 1-1 draw thanks to a last minute Marin Radu equaliser and in what proved to be a familiar pattern, relied on home form to carry them forward with a 4-1 win.

Steaua’s five ties on their travels produced just one win and only two goals. Matches at their own Ghencea Stadium were a different matter with Steaua winning three of their four home games scoring eleven goals. With movement and information in and out of Romanian territory heavily monitored by the narcissistic government, there were no intrinsic dossiers on opposition players or tactics for either side to mull over and prepare. Essentially, Steaua and their opponents squared up like strangers in a saloon.

It was more of the same in the next round. A 1-0 first leg defeat away to Budapest Honved was re-written with another 4-1 home win and all of a sudden the Militarii found themselves in a quarter final with Finland’s finest Kuusysi Lahti. The Finn’s held on for a goalless draw at then Ghencea and a solitary Piturca strike saw Steaua progress once again.

Another first leg reverse was overturned in the semi-final, with Anderlecht succumbing 3-0 at the Ghencea after taking a 1-0 lead to Bucharest. And so onto the final against El Tel and Steve Archibald’s Barcelona.

The showpiece was staged 500 miles away from Barcelona in Seville and the Catalan support dwarfed that of the few visiting Romanians. Only 200 vetted communist party members and officials were allowed to travel to see a turgid affair in which Jenei’s side - unsurprisingly given the circumstances - clung to what they had and spoilt the game into penalties.

The pressure of being big pre-match favourites in their own country got to Barca who completely bottled the shoot-out. Four very saveable spot-kicks were obligingly rebuffed by Steaua keeper Helmuth Duckadam and with Lacatus and Balint converting, the Romanians made history by becoming the first club from the east of the continent to hoist the European Cup.

The team were granted a hero’s welcome upon their return to the motherland but in another bizarre anecdote to the tale, the hero of the piece Duckadam went missing soon after the final - presumed dead. Folklore suggests he was executed by Ceausescu’s heavies after the dictator became jealous of Duckadam’s new found fame and popularity. He eventually resurfaced five years later with his whereabouts largely unexplained and he now holds the position of Steaua president after serving a spell as a major with the Romanian border police.

Following Ceausescu’s overthrow in December ’89 Steaua relinquished the league title for the next three seasons, further adding to the notion that political facets aided their success. However, the talents of the team were regularly demonstrated in the European Cup as they reached the semi’s of the competition in 1987/88 and another final the following year.

But the generation had come to an abrupt end. As was the case in many former communist and eastern bloc countries, the integration of free trade and commercial enterprise had a devastating effect on domestic football. The regimes could no longer prevent players from seeking the riches the west had to offer and mass emigration created a vacuum of talent and a void of truly great sides from out that way.

Whether you agree or disagree about the merits of the modern day European Cup, there is no doubt it lacks the mystique and nostalgia of these delphic sides that came from nowhere to conquer.

Tuesday, 21 June 2011

El Apache winging out of Eastlands


Manchester United may have burst out of the blocks with a summer spending spree but across the other side of the city it’s all quiet on the Eastlands front.

Despite being linked with all and sundry, Manchester City’s only significant piece of transfer action so far has been to release veteran French midfielder Patrick Vieira.

Long standing Sky Blues target Alexis Sanchez appears now to be on his way to Barcelona, meaning the Citizens powerbroker's will need to reassess one of their primary targets.

Sanchez was identified as a key recruit as boss Roberto Mancini sought to add some much needed zing on the wings. With the Chilean bound for the Camp Nou, Messrs. Mancini and Cook will go back to the drawing board as the FA Cup winners plot the next steps of the rise of the blue moon.

One reason for the tentative delves into the transfer market thus far is the ongoing uncertainty regarding skipper Carlos Tevez. The Argentinian striker’s non committal to the club is no secret, and more twists and turns this week have further muddied the waters.

Over the weekend Tevez’s representative and full-time mouthpiece Kia Joorabchian hinted that his client was set to stay at the club following last season’s successes. Joorabchian said that Tevez had sought silverware and a Champions League place and after both were delivered, claimed his man, “has not asked to leave the club.”

If that was hardly a resounding statement of dedication to the cause, Joorabchian then alluded to Tevez’s well documented ‘family problems’ by saying, “It’s a case of his family coming over to him. It’s something he’s trying to sort out and once he does, everyone will be in a better place.”

Quite whether ‘everyone’ includes Manchester City Football Club and whether that ‘better place’ is indeed Manchester now seems highly improbable. Following Joorabchian’s platitude’s, footage has now popped up of Tevez criticising the city from the safety of a sofa on an Argentinian chat show.

In semantics difficult to deflect as lost in translation, Tevez - cradling one of his daughters - pleadingly decries to the female host, “There’s nothing to do in Manchester. It rains all the time and you can’t go anywhere. You begin to feel bad. I will not return to Manchester. Not for a vacation. Not for anything.”

It’s a conundrum which appears from the outset to leave City with little option than to part company with their prized asset. Tevez’s condemnation of Manchester as a place not only further alienates him from the club, but also the patrons of the club who pride themselves on their Mancunian identity.

Such detrimental words can only distance the club captain from his peers in the dressing room. The general atmosphere around the club is one of positivity yet the figurehead of the playing contingent is being spitefully negative. For all of his on-field talent and commitment, it is surely now time that City cut their association with one who does not want to be associated.

One step back for a couple forward must be City’s positive ideology. Tevez may not be replaced individually but collectively his exit may allow Mancini to subtly tinker tactics and ease some of the shoehorning which went on last campaign.

For a start, where did Tevez play? He’s never really been considered a genuine out and out frontman yet he scoffed at being asked to play out wide as part of a three. When partnered with the likes of Emmanuel Adebayor, Eden Dzeko and Mario Balotelli, Tevez didn’t particularly dovetail that well with any.

His goals ratio and significance of goals - not to mention his work-rate - means criticism must be kept at a premium, but with astute signings to indirectly replace him and shrewd judgement from Mancini, Tevez’s departure may be a blessing in disguise.

If it is taken that the likes of Adebayor, Jo, Roque Santa Cruz, Craig Bellamy and Shaun Wright-Phillips will follow Tevez in collecting their coats, City could easily accrue anywhere over £60m for the lot. Although that would represent a significant loss on the outlay on those players in the first place, it would mean any money recouped from now on would go someway to reducing the impeding deficit margins set to be governed by the incoming FIFA financial fair play rules.

City could easily be feasible and frugal this summer by streamlining their squad. Given that Bellamy and Santa Cruz didn’t feature at all last season and Adebayor and Jo did the square route of nothing between them, Mancini could easily exchange quantity for quality with no ill effects.

Without speculatively throwing names into the fray, a high class replacement for Tevez would be needed. Past that, Bellamy, Santa Cruz, Adebayor and Jo could be four birds killed with a stone meaning if Garry Cook and the network of scouts get their act together, City could replenish their striking stocks without even dipping into their own vast reserves of cash.

A couple of quality wingers later and all of a sudden, a collective of big names, big ego’s, square pegs and round holes suddenly looks like a force to be talked about and not talked up. All of this done, with relative financial compliance.

If the inevitable is to happen and Tevez moves on it’ll be best for all concerned that it’s done and dusted with the minimum of fuss and as quickly as possible. That, however, is about as unlikely as Tevez being spotted taking the kids for a walk through Alexandra Park.

Given the circumstances, City will have to settle for well under Tevez’s market value. There are few suitors who would cough up the full asking price, and any suitors full stop who could go near any wage City could offer.

In the end, it may come down to pride. The ambitions of the Abu Dhabi group revolve about acquiring the worlds best talent, but invariably that is with the aim of creating the best team possible.

At present, Manchester City would be a better team without their best player.

Wednesday, 1 June 2011

Blue Moon gradually rising


THE Stretford End ticker has finally been taken down and Champions League bunting will be going up around Eastland’s next year. The Blue Moon is rising – gradually.

At the start of the season Roberto Mancini promised the club’s fans and powerbrokers a trophy and a top four finish.
The Italian has delivered and riding on the euphoria of a late burst, City fans can claim to be one of the only teams in the upper echelons of the league on an upward spiral last season.

This optimism will be carried into the new campaign, backed by another spending spree courtesy of the uber-ambitious Abu Dhabi group. One trophy will do for now, but not for long.

Barriers have been broken down. The 35-year-old taunt from across the borough was essentially obsolete the moment the Sheikh shook Manchester when arriving in 2008. A hypothetical stop-clock was started with every petro-dollar parted as the parameters of success and expectation rose.

Silverware was needed to shake the imagery of decades of comedic incompetence and inglorious failure. A trophy of any description was essential to lift the millstone from around the neck from a congregation of players who have nothing to do with past discrepancies.

More than anything the FA Cup victory over Stoke was one for the fans, but of more immediate significance to the City project was qualification for the Champions League. For all of their intent and aspirations, the Citizens needed to be seen to be competing with the continent’s top clubs – those they seek to catch and pass.

Given their affluence it is not merely about the abundance of revenue participating in the competition will bring. City’s elevation to Champions League level will bring the club a status and prestige that money simply cannot buy.

Previously players such as Kaka and Samuel Eto’o have been reticent to sign for the club without the lure of football’s most glamorous draw. The Champions league is another glossy addition to the City brochure, and coupled with vast reserves for transfer fees and wages; there are few saleable players who City could not tempt.

City’s gradient since their takeover has been continuous yet the ultimate goal of being the country’s top team is still largely a work in progress. Jumping from fifth to third with a cup under your arm is commendable, but cracking the duopoly of the ‘big two’ is another.

The deficit between City and the champions in the past two years has been trimmed from nineteen to nine points. The margins are being marginalised, but does this mean City are improving in relation to their vast investment, or that the rest are treading water under financial stipulation?

Despite relative success there are still many reservations about this team. To denounce their achievements, despite another £100m+ recruitment drive Mancini’s men accrued just four more points than they did the previous season, scoring thirteen fewer goals and losing a further two games.

The Blue half were quick to talk down the quality of this year’s other Manchester production, but in truth at no point did City look to be on par with their great rivals. The FA Cup semi-final has little overall say-so on league matters and next year City must provide more than a verbal threat about a sustained title challenge.

Crucial to the composition of next year’s set-up will be the future of club captain Carlos Tevez. The Argentinian has apparently professed a desire to leave these parts and should his departure be confirmed, Mancini will struggle to replace his talisman.
Tevez’s goals ratio could theoretically be replaced by an individual or a combination of altering tactics but losing their best player and fan favourite would be a blow to the fundamental psyche of a club who are trying to harbour world class talent.

Regardless of whether Tevez stays or not, this promises to be another active pre-season for chief executive Garry Cook. The first team pool at City is the best part of 30 players deep, and much of this surplus will need to be shipped to streamline the squad.

There are plenty of peripherals to move on. Shay Given, Wayne Bridge, Michael Johnson, Shaun Wright-Phillips, Emmanuel Adebayor, Jo, Roque Santa Cruz and Craig Bellamy will all be out of the door, as the club look to balance acquisitions in accordance with the incoming FIFA financial fair play rules.

Under the stewardship of both Mark Hughes and Roberto Mancini, City have a fairly chequered transfer history. Of the most recent arrivals only David Silva and Yaya Toure integrated themselves into key components. Jerome Boateng, Aleksandar Kolarov, James Milner, Mario Balotelli and Edin Dzeko all still have the jury deliberating.

By selling stock, this gives the Sheikh latitude to delve into the coffers for probably the last time before prudence is a necessity. Again, funding will not be a problem, rather identifying suitable targets who can improve the squad without disrupting the current equilibrium will be.

There still seems an imbalance about the make-up of the personnel with a battery of central players not masking the paucity of quality out wide. Quite what Mancini’s preferred starting XI and formation was last season was up for debate and the solution will be further muddied by further new faces.

Despite last season’s success, Mancini’s position as manager is not an exalted one. His occupancy was privy to speculation up until the final push, and many spectators are still under enamoured with the Italian’s pragmatic approach.
Style or substance apart, Mancini is under immense pressure to lift City to the summit of English football. An FA Cup means nothing. Champions League football means nothing. The most expensively assembled squad in the history of football means nothing. If there is to be a Blue Moon rising, it starts from now.

Mancini has ensured one small step for Man City, but must now oversee the giant leap.

Season Review: Blackpool


Blackpool arrived in the Premier League with the noise and fanfare of a Jeremy Kyle hen-do rolling down the south shore.

During a brief but memorable Premier League stint, they added colour and vitality to an often bland campaign. They came, saw and conquered hearts.

Ian Holloway’s rag-tag rabble contained few household names and was constructed on less than the proverbial shoestring. Journeymen like Marlon Harewood and DJ Campbell were signed to an assortment of players who surprisingly gained promotion with little or no top flight pedigree between them. Campbell in particular - with 13 league goals - was a testament to the effervescent managerial abilities of Ian Holloway, who’s man management and motivational abilities filled the side with a bravado rarely displayed in promoted teams.

On paper they should have sank without trace. Tipped to go down by all and sundry, there could have been few pundits who boasted of their accuracy when the Tangerines’ glow finally dimmed. Many sides have arrived in the Premier League and clung on to what they had, scrapping and screaming for existence with little dignity or decorum. Blackpool were different. Decked out in their tangerine strip, there was almost a 1970s Dutch chic about the way they played - ball on the floor, total football - of sorts. Effective with the ball, infectious without it, Blackpool endeared themselves to the neutrals for their willingness to play the game the right way.

The season started in unbelievable fashion when they found themselves 3-0 up at half-time to Wigan Athletic. Two playing hours later they were hammered 6-0 at Arsenal and the rollercoaster continued from there. A league double over Liverpool, including a famous victory at Anfield, was among the season highs of an intrepid adventure. Unfortunately their appeal became their downfall. They lived and died by the sword. ‘We score two, you score three’ was their unintentional methodology and a fondness to attack and fallibility in defence meant too many goals were shipped and points surrendered.

Their approach was refreshing and their stay inadequate. There were few who did not want Holloway’s boys to complete a last day fairytale by staying up at Old Trafford. As it was, that 90 minutes before the champions’ coronation epitomised their stay. After falling a goal behind they fought back through Charlie Adam’s class and a collective desire. But after taking the lead they never convinced they could hold on. An Ian Evatt own goal proved fortune does not always favour the brave as the Seasiders’ then ran out of puff and ultimately succumbed to superior quality, a glorious failure in keeping with the efforts of an admirable season.

The worry now of course is that the side disbands and even with the riches their roam brought, they will eventually be a poorer football side for the experience. Adam is almost certain to leave, so to the impressive David Vaughan, Matt Phillips, Campbell and any other number who caught the eye. The same goes for Holloway, who must be one of the only managers to be a genuine consideration for manager of the year whilst taking a team down. That says it all about the man, and his men. Blackpool truly were one of the great stories of this, or any other Premier League season.



Coach - Ian Holloway: The journalist’s dream. Never short of a sound bite or three, Holloway was unfairly pilloried as a village idiot figure but has undoubtedly proven himself to be a highly capable manager at all levels. From Championship relegation contenders to play-off winners to Anfield conquerors and back again, Holloway deserves maximum recognition and another shot at the big time.


Player of the season - Charlie Adam: The skipper was the inspiration of the side, a player who used brains rather than brawn as the catalyst for others to play. All dropped shoulders, shimmies and feints, combined with a deft left peg, Adam scored 12 goals and continued to lead his side with heart when a January move failed to materialise.


Turning Point - Blackpool 2-3 Manchester United: For an hour they gave the champions the run around and had a penalty been correctly given after an hour, much at both ends of the table could have been different. They only picked up another 11 points in 15 games, sliding from 12th to the Championship.