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Dan Petrescu’s hands on approach continues to pay dividends

One day NMTB will settle down. Not yet, the blog has only recently turned 27. At the moment itâÂÂs getting all of this âÂÂseeing the worldâ lark out of its system.

NMTB harbours dreams of visiting far-flung destinations like Mongolia; you can hardly go there with a wife and kids in tow. Although if you are married with a wife and kids, MongoliaâÂÂs exactly the kind of place you might feel like escaping to sometimes.

This fervent wanderlust hasnâÂÂt yet brought the blog to Krasnodar in southern Russia.

The Romanian, of course, resembles David Duchovny, although NMTB will spare you littering this missive with weak X Files puns. There is something of KubanâÂÂs league positions over the last decade which smacks of the paranormal that warrants investigation from Mulder and Scully, mind...

(OK, NMTB omitted 2005 when they finished fifth in the First Division, but itâÂÂs spooky nevertheless, and you probably never noticed anyway.)

If you're an optimist (well done, how do you manage that?), RussiaâÂÂs yo-yo club are guaranteed promotion and a return to the top flight; good times are just around the corner. Hurrah!

For a pessimist, you know you're a First Division side whose advancement to the Premier-Liga is followed by that inevitable season of disappointment and impending relegation back to whence you came.

Petrescu had dropped off our radars since departing England eight years ago, and itâÂÂs easy to forget what a superb right-back the Romanian was.

In an official capacity anyway. There have probably been loads of foreign Blues supporters whoâÂÂve worn a Chelsea shirt 100 times before him.

ItâÂÂs testament to the 42-year-oldâÂÂs managerial ability that he introduced Unirea Urziceni to the world last year.

Most people had probably never heard of the 2009 Romanian Liga 1 champions, let alone pronounce their name any better than Paul Merson until Petrescu led them to an emphatic 4-1 Champions League victory over Rangers at Ibrox in October.

However behind-the-scenes problems led to his resignation before he could go tête-à-tête with Rafa Benitez in the Europa League after Unirea finished third in their group.

The 95-times capped international, who appeared in two World Cups, was linked with the then-vacant Scotland job, among others, so his arrival in RussiaâÂÂs second tier may come as a surprise to some.


Petrescu named Erland Johnsen as his number two at Kuban...

His appointment continues a steady progression in PetrescuâÂÂs career. He had earned his spurs in his native Romania before heading to Poland and WisÃÂa Kraków, where the RomanianâÂÂs British-style training regime yielded a second-placed finish in the Ekstraklasa, but won him no friends among the players; not that he was looking for any.

After receiving the sack he proclaimed: âÂÂyou will never win anything. I gained this mentality from England. Over there players donâÂÂt want to be the friend of the coach. I donâÂÂt have any friends at my club.âÂÂ

PetrescuâÂÂs transformation of Unirea from an unfashionable and average lot to league winners owes much to his hands-on approach, so Kuban players beware.

âÂÂFrigging coldâ would be an apposite description of the weather in that remote corner of Asian Russia at present, dictating that the pitch at SKA-EnergiyaâÂÂs Lenin Stadium is unplayable. It means the club must play their opening fixtures elsewhere. Moscow was the obvious choice.

If the RFU (not that rugby lot) were expecting a big crowd on Saturday then they were sorely disappointed, as just 700 made the 8000-odd mile, potentially marriage-wrecking onerous journey to the Russian capital to follow their teams participate in a match that has failed to produce a winner in the pairâÂÂs previous two encounters.

In Kuban there was a slightly better turnout of 10,000 for the visit of the brilliantly named Avangard Kursk on Sunday for PetrescuâÂÂs first game, although there was certainly nothing avant-garde about their performance, and his team ran out comfortable 2-0 victors.

The score line doesnâÂÂt reflect KubanâÂÂs dominance. Their opponents didnâÂÂt manage a shot on target all game and didnâÂÂt even win so much as a corner on their trip to Krasnodar. They did manage a red card late on, mind.

Petrescu attempted to assuage the heady expectations placed upon himself and the team by focusing on WednesdayâÂÂs match, a 0-0 draw with Salyut-Energiya Belgorod (are they all called Energiya in the First Division?), whom in Soviet times were known as the Cement Workers. Brilliant!

Second place is obviously the aim â or minimum expectation, if past seasons are to go by â and to help him achieve this heâÂÂs not recruited anyone from his former employers. ThatâÂÂs perhaps not a surprise though.

He âÂÂs purported to be earning â¬1.5 million a year and his appointment is certainly with one eye on the Premier-Liga.

Right, the blogâÂÂs off to enquire about that flight to Krasnodar. ItâÂÂs twinned with Tallahassee, so there must be something worth seeing...