Our European guru educates and enlightens
In England, the first all-Premiership Champions League final has been a cause of national rejoicing, self-satisfied chortling and the frequent airing – in inns and taverns across Britain – of the opinion that the Premiership is the best in the world.
Alas, this conviction is not shared by the rest of Europe.
Nobody’s quite come out yet and compared English football to faeces on a stick as Jorge Valdano, World Cup winner, author and man about town, did last year. But Arrigo Sacchi, who dubbed all three English semi-finalists as dull and uncreative, has come close. And Frank Rijkaard, the eloquent, but vulnerable coach at Barcelona, has said while Premiership teams deserve their success it would be nice if they played some football in the Champions League.
It’s easy to dismiss this all as sour grapes but foreign players have been saying similar things for a while. Christian Ziegler memorably observed that the Premiership is the only major league where giving the ball away is not regarded as a mistake – because you’re certain to get it back.
And Hernan Crespo, talking to Champions a couple of years ago, was at a loss to find the words to describe the lunatic speed at which the Premiership was played. The only benefit, he suggested, of playing football at that speed was that it made it impossible for players to think. In other words, though he was too polite to say as much, this was a great way to play the game – if you were a moron.
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In fact, none of the three English semi-finalists play football the Premiership way. Not even Manchester United. But, as Jose Mourinho has pointed out, if most young English footballers are trained to play in one particular style it can’t be good for the long-term health of the English game.
Good as it is to have two English teams in the final, it would boost the vitality of the Premiership if we couldn’t, before the season started, name the top four teams. You can’t do that in any other major league in Europe.
Professional sourpusses won’t be impressed by whatever Chelsea and Manchester United do in Moscow. A seven-goal thriller and they’ll mock the quality of defending. A repeat of the 2007 FA Cup final and they’ll gleefully dismiss the Premiership as dull. But games like this are a golden opportunity for both teams to challenge the unflattering stereotype that still bedevils English clubs.
The strange case of Didier Drogba
There are many things I wonder about Chelsea’s striker. Insignificantly, I wonder how to pronounce his surname. A worrying number of people I know pronounce the second syllable ‘bah!” as in “Bah! Humbug!” But I prefer a flat northern/Midlands “ba”.The second – and most important – thing that puzzles me about Drogba is that I have never seen a creature so strangely fragile yet resilient? One moment, he’s leading the line with the gladiatorial passion of Russell Crowe in Gladiator. The next, he’s doing a pratfall with the distressed panache of Frank Spencer in Some Mothers Do ’Ave ’Em. And sometimes, when he’s not enjoying a match, he has the best pout since Kate Moss.
None of this qualifies my admiration for an immensely talented player who must be, when he’s on his game, the best lone striker in the world today. Which, seeing as strikers are increasingly condemned to mount a lonely vigil upfront, is almost like saying Drogba the best striker in the world.
Against Liverpool last week, he gave a truly fascinating performance. In the first half, he terrorised their defence. In the second, he was virtually absent. He seemed, from his absorbed expression, to be contemplating some ancient slight afresh. And then, reinvigorated in extra-time, up he popped to score what, I believe, were his first goals in the knock-out stages of the Champions League.
I know during many games he’s played part of the time as if he had his mind on other things – his next club perhaps – but I wouldn’t be surprised if he’s on fire in Moscow.I don’t know what it means but there is, in the Russian capital, a growing conviction that Chelsea will prevail.
The Hughes doctrine
Goals, said Mark Hughes on ITV two weeks ago, come from consecutive errors. And the Champions League semi-finals proved him right.
First, there was Lamps caught in possession, than Makelele’s jump over the ball as Liverpool went 1-0 up at Anfield. Then there was Mascherano, taking charge of Kalou on the flanks but failing to stop the cross that panicked Riise.
In the United-Barcelona second leg, there was Zambrotta’s blind pass into the grass just in front of his penalty area to give Scholes a clear shot.
At Stamford Bridge, there was Hyypia’s foul to concede the penalty, Drogba’s stuck-out leg that impeded Hyypia and should have conceded another penalty, Riise (again) waving for offside and out of position as Drogba scored Chelsea’s first and, finally, Petr Cech’s lapse of concentration when Babel shot.
You can see why coaches become obsessed by eliminating mistakes.
Something remarkable happened at the weekend. Porto, runaway champions in Portugal, lost 3-0 at home to Nacional. What was remarkable – apart from the fact it was the Dragons’ first home defeat all season in the league – was that the Dragons had, previously, conceded just a single goal at home.
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