Saturday, May 06, 2006

It's Your Thing

Continuing the theme of Highbury memories, a couple more pieces for my benefit more than anything else. First up, what is the best goal I have seen at Highbury. There are a number of contenders that sprang immediately to mind - Henry's flick and volley over Barthez, running the length of the pitch to beat Spurs all on his own, Bergkamp against Bolton, Barnsley, United - well, virutally everyone, Limpar from forty yards against Liverpool, Wrighty turning Matt Jackson of Everton all over the place before lobbing Neville Southall, hell even John Jensen against QPR was worth the wait. But I think I'm going to delve back into the memory banks for one from 1984. A balmy summers afternoon was brightened no end by the display but the pick was 'Noddy' Talbot's second. The move built on the Arsenal right, with Noddy in the centre circle. Just as the ball was about to be crossed, Noddy started to move by the time it reached the penalty spot he was there with a flying header to put Arsenal well on the way to victory.

But one that has caused me the most thought is my all time Arsenal XI during my time of watching:

Goalkeeper is a tough one, Arsenal have had three world class keepers in my time: Pat Jennings, David Seaman and current incumbent, Jens Lehmann. Although Pat was not in his prime during his time at the club, he was still magnificent in the role. He could save with any part of his body, probably the first exponent of saving with his feet. And he seemed to have massive hands. Lehmann too is not a young man but this is not preventing him from putting in sterling performances week in week out. If he has a flaw, it is his temperament something that could not be said of Seaman or Jennings but Lehmann is perhaps the most athletic of the three. However, Seaman played the football of his career for more than a decade at the club. Who can forget the save against Sheffield United in the FA Cup Semi Final a couple of years ago?

Right Back to me is equally tough. Eboue could be the best right back the club ever had, better than Pat Rice, Lauren too has been a sterling servant for the club. But the choice for me comes down to two men, Lee Dixon or Viv Anderson. Both made the position their own at club and international level for England. Dixon, of course, was a member of the famous back four from 1988 through to Wenger's reign. He was a capable defender, deceptively fast and more than able at supporting the attack to provide width when needed. But on this occasion, Anderson just pips him. He was a superb tackler, with great postional sense. Like Sol Campbell, he was a strong player rarely outmuscled and more of a threat going forward, his height an advantage at corners.

Left Back is another between three players, Ashley Cole, Nigel Winterburn and Kenny Sansom. Winterburn was one of the most underrated players in football, it is a constant source of amazement that he was not a regular in the England squad. Wonderfully one-footed, immensely brave and hugely popular with the fans. For a while we had a travel club, run independantly of the club, Winterburn was to be the mascot! Not sure if he knew and he probably didn't care if he did but this guy was hugely admired for his effort and no-nonsense defending. Ashley Cole is an improving left back, defensively naive in the beginning, this aspect of his game has improved vastly in recent years. Add to this his willingness to get forward and he potentially could be the best left-back England has ever produced. But to get that honour, he will need to oust Kenny Sansom. Quite simply, he was the classiest left back ever to come from these shores. He was a natural leader, quick of mind and tackle with sound passing ability.

Centre Half was easy by comparison. Tony Adams was a complete no-brainer for one of the slots. He overcame considerable abuse in his younger days to such an extent that he is in the same class as Jack Charlton as far as England players go. His well-documented problems were overcome with dignity, something that could have broken lesser men particularly as they were largely self inflicted. Supporting him is not so straightforward, the contenders are Steve Bould, David O'Leary Martin Keown and Sol Campbell. O'Leary was the classiest of the contenders, as graceful a back four player as has ever graced the club. Bould was solid and dependable whilst up until this season Campbell has been one of the best defenders in the game. But it is Keown who gets my vote. Without doubt, he was the best man marker ever to play for the club. So good that both Wenger and Graham used him in that role.

Right Midfield is between two men, Freddie Ljungberg and David Rocastle. Ljungberg has proved himself a world class midfielder, scoring important goals and creating many more. But Rocastle, what a player. He could beat anyone on his day and scored many great goals - Anfield 1988, a vicious shot with minimal backlift - he was happiest when dribbling his way through the massed ranks of opponents defence. It is a pity that Wenger never got the chance to manage Rocky as I believe it is no understatement that he could have made him one of the best wingers the English game has ever produced.

Left Midfield is not so simple. George Graham had two of the best creators, Brian Marwood and Anders Limpar. Marwood was an extremely accurate crosser, Limpar a wizard - infuriatingly inconsistent but capable of dribbling his way out of incredibly tight situations. Wenger has not done too badly either - Marc Overmars and now Robert Pires. Overmars was pace personified, probably one of the few players who could have given Thierry Henry a run for his money. He was already a world class player when he joined the club and he proved that over the next two years. However, Pires gets the nod. At his peak, he was the most creative player seen at Highbury. Seemingly happier creating a goal than scoring, he was and still is, lethal when cutting inside to let fly from the edge of the area.

Central Midfield has been a difficult choice, more through the paucity of candidates. Paul Davis was a solid servant but not one of my favourites. Selley, Hillier and Jensen were bloody useless. Petit around for too short a time, greed taking over whilst Cesc is just beginning. Which leaves Brian Talbot, David Platt, Steve Williams, Patrick Vieira and Gilberto. The Brazilian is an underrated player, which seems strange to say about a World Cup winner. However, when he is not there, the team over the past three years has missed him. Talbot was an all action midfielder who was typical of his era and the much favoured type of England players. Platt was another whose stay at the club was too short to judge, at the end of his career. My choices though are Patrick Vieira and Steve Williams. Vieira was immense for the club, once he had resolved his disciplinary problems. A ballwinner who could distribute the ball, he ate up the ground once those long legs got moving and who should have scored more, given that he possessed a ferocious strike. Williams was the equal of Vieira, perhaps let down by his temperament. Unable to respond to authority or may be it was personal to Graham, he was shipped out sharpish after the 1987 Littlewoods Cup triumph. He could however spray the ball around the park with great accuracy and had great vision - how many other players could have scored the freekick at Doncaster in the League Cup from the near touchline?

Forwards are ten a penny during my time of watching the club - Mariner, Woodcock, Smith, Nicholas, Anelka, Henry, Wright and Bergkamp are the obvious contenders. I'll forget about Hayes, Groves and Quinn. Of these, Henry cannot be omitted and needs no further praise than that which he has already received. He is the best player in the world. No contest. But who should accompany him? Smith was dependable whilst Mariner and Woodcock were past their best at the club. Anelka didn't hang around long enough, a point he freely admits, whilst Nicholas was a darling of the North Bank but a completely inconsistent player. Which leaves Wright vs Bergkamp. A great goalscorer vs a scorer of great goals. One of the most clinical finishers vs one of the most skilful players of his generation. And it is the last choice that swings it for me. Bergkamp was and still is, the most skilful and visionary player ever to grace the Higbury pitch. I could fill several days worth of postings if I was to discuss the positive impact that the Dutchman has had on the club. Suffice to say, it's been a privilege to see him in action.

Manager is the easiest of the lot, Arsene Wenger. For the style, for keeping the club at the top, he is now on his third generation of players. He will be a hard act to follow.

So the lineup is:

Seaman

Anderson
Adams
Keown
Sansom

Rocastle
Vieira
Williams
Pires

Henry
Bergkamp

Hanging On To A Memory

The major chapter in the history of Arsenal Football Club draws to a close tomorrow as the final match takes place with Wigan Athletic the visitors. Below are some of my Highbury memories, good and bad:

1979...first visit, Billy Tucker equalises for Swindon with five minutes to go in a League Cup Quarter Final...coach is pelted by bricks on the way home by West Ham fans...1984/5...start going on a regular basis...Brian Talbot curls freekicks home in successive matches against Newcastle and Liverpool...we knew where the ball was going and tried to warn Grobelaar but he didn't listen...Tony Adams makes his debut against Sunderland in a 3 - 2 win...Tottenham win on New Years Day, a smiling fan makes the wise decision to get off the tube when he realised that the good humour was not shared...Hereford lose 7 - 2 in a cup tie, a prelude to York...1985/6...Mariner scores against Sheffield Wednesday just as we reach the top of the steps on the Clock End, still didn't stop us leaving...30th November 1985, Arsenal 0 Birmingham City 0, the worst football match I have ever seen..redemption two weeks later as Liverpool succumb to a 2 - 0 defeat, Niall Quinn and Charlie do the damage...Villa rain on our parade winning in the League Cup...Graham Roberts dumps Charlie over an advertising hoarding in a coma-inducing New Years Day game...1986/7...the start of something good, opening day win over United...all the way to Wembley, only one trip out of London, Clive Allen scores but so begins a sequence of 2 - 1 wins over Tottenham...John Barnes and his Watford chums rob us in the cup Quarter Final...clubs centenary match is a let down, a great day not a good game, 1 - 0 over Southampton on December 27th...Freezing our nuts off when we could have watched a 0 - 0 boredraw with Coventry on TV...1987/88...Smudger takes a while to get going but Portsmouth get the brunt of frustration in a 6 - 0 win...League Cup Semi Final with Everton even more packed on the North Bank than the previous year, taking 25 minutes to move back into position after the opening goal...Brian McClair's penalty is still in orbit as United go out of the cup, the start of all the hatred as Winterburn takes the piss...shame Forest had not read the script in the next round...Boxing Day, 0 - 2 to Forest and a parking ticket to boot...1988/89...what a year...Winterburn's screamer to keep the dream alive at home to Wimbledon...Paul Davis throwing a better punch than Henry Cooper did twenty five years earlier...I still hate Dean Saunders sixteen years later for nearly screwing it up...Leroy Rosenior doing us a favour by winning a third round replay, although it didn't feel like it at the time...Liverpool to a third replay, proof that a 0 - 0 draw isn't always a bad game...moving to the West Lower, a second home for the next decade...looking on in disbelief as the blokes next to us waver about going to Anfield after Derby's win, loving Dean Saunders to this day(!)...convincing the same lads after the Crazy Gang deserve their draw that going to Anfield is a waste of time...buying their tickets at face value on the pretext that we were off to Glasgow for England v Scotland so were up in that general direction(!!), a prelude to what is still the greatest night out I've ever had...1989/90...a forewarning of things to come, as we fail to defend the title...pissing the Scousers off again by winning in the League Cup...bundle as Norwich come to town...Bumstead scoring for Chelsea, stupid name, stupid result...Millwall at Highbury, kicking off left right and centre...1990/91...an unbelievable year...sweet revenge over Chelsea, sticking four past them...taking Liverpool apart, 3 - 0 flattered them...Motty moment, "thats' a beautiful pass" heard by everyone around me before the fourth against Sheffield United, the nickname stuck for a couple of seasons...the last of the great cup marathons, this time against Leeds...Lee Tosspot Sharpe and that 6 - 2 defeat...Villa concede five as Platt goes in goal...guard of honour which must have stuck in Fergie's throat, another Smudger hattrick in a 3 - 1 win...Coventry roll over and die on the last day, 6 - 1 just completed the party atmosphere...1991/92...Europe, Europe, Here We Come...Thanks to Austria Vienna for making us think this is a piece of piss, matching Liverpool's 6 - 1 win the night before...Benfica taking the piss out of us in extra-time to prove it was not easy...another disappointing year, why the f*** did George Graham not improve the previous years squad?...seven past Sheffield Wednesday and I missed it due to my then girlfriend's cousins wedding...it didn't last...Merse's top notch finish against Palace...Super, Superswede Anders Limpar scores the goal of the season over birdwatching Mike Hooper...sticking five past Southampton, not much of a birthday present, eh Al?...1992/93...Cup doubles at the ready...opening day horror show against Norwich summing up the home form all season...losing 3 - 1 to Tottenham days before the FA Cup Final...Leeds again the third round of the cup, another draw...Wrighty's twenty five yard volley over the keeper against Forest...Palace taken apart in the second leg of the League Cup semi, queueing for bloody ages to get a pint that night in the Barn...1993/94...wonderful, wonderful Copenhagen...another opening day horror show, this time against Coventry...the domestic football was some of the worst ever seen...even Swindon got a point at Highbury...diabolical surrender to Bolton in The FA Cup...nearly as bad in the League Cup against Villa...did we care? Did we f***! PSG and Torino fall to "1 - 0 to the Arsenal" on European Nights...1994/95..."shooooooot!", "f***ing hell, he's scored"...Johnny Jensen finally breaks his duck against QPR...ran like a loon in celebration....about the only thing that made the 1 - 3 defeat palatable...the football got worse in the League, worse in the cup losing to Millwall...Georgie boy is naughty and gets sacked, disbelieving that he had been so dumb as to get caught...Coneman takes over...Sampdoria and it felt like heaven and hell in one match, not really believing the 3 - 2 would be enough...1995/96...walking in a Bergkamp wonderland, especially that goal against Bolton...or what of the first two against Southampton...Man United brought to their knees...knowing that dropping a two goal lead against Villa was bad news in the first leg of the League Cup Semi Final...1996/97...Le Boss introduced before a 3 - 2 defeat against Borussia Monchengladbach...thinking "who the hell is he? Cruyff would have been better"...the Tiny Tots put to the sword in a piss-easy 3 - 1 win...reality bites with a 1 - 2 defeat to United and Liverpool...1997/98...realising that this could be the start of something good...Bergkamp against Barnsley, you knew where the ball was going, so did the keeper but he couldn't stop it...Vieira volleys over Schmeichel...Platty leaps like a salmon to gain all three points...not to sure about this Anelka lad, he's good but might need some time in the reserves - shows how much I know about football...how the f*** did we lose that one as Liverpool leave town with all three points...the pits as Blackburn mug us 1 - 3...three months later, who knew they could do that, going to United needing a win to make it game on...persuading the bloke next to me that he really didn't want to go to Old Trafford on his own and that selling me his ticket for a £20 premium was sound business sense...God knows how he fell for that one...Stevie Bould chips through for Tony to lash into the net, the perfect way to seal the title...bloody awful at home in the cup but we still made it to Wembley...hugely disappointed that we did not put Chelsea away in the League Cup Semi Final First Leg...1998/99...United's all conquering team torn to shreds in a 3 - 0 win...Dave E falling into bog on a 125 after Boro and not waking up until Reading...no home European games having to troll out to Wembley again...believing the unbelievable may come true when Sir Les scores at Old Trafford...knowing it won't happen when the final whistle goes...Sheffield United in the FA Cup - why replay?...Is putting the reserves out to a full strength Chelsea such a good idea? 0 - 5 seems to say not...1999/2000...
never in the title race as United stroll home...an interminably dull cup tie with Leicester...Roy Keane at the double to seal the points...Wembley way called again without any joy...All back to Highbury for the UEFA Cup...if we thought it was one-sided against Nantes, Deportivo was a complete rout...Bergkamp against Lens set the tone for future European Semi Finals...2000/01...Cup joy turned sour in the last ten minutes as another mugging at the hands of the Scousers...Chelsea's woe continues as they are dumped out of the cup in the fifth round...Lazio come to town and are run ragged by Bergkamp and Ljungberg...two goal lead thrown away against Bayern...Valencia almost end the cup run in the first leg, Ray Parlour's superstrike gave hope...Pires provides a fitting finish to mark Rocky's sad passing...2001/02...after Leeds in the first home match, the only double we had in mind was the MacAllan in the pub afterwards...Carragher lobs a coin back into the crowd as Bergkamps superb header settles the tie...Pires goal in the replay against Newcastle...his injury at the end of the first half...flying to Spain on September 11th having persuaded my wife that Mallorca was only a short hop from her parents apartment...Mallorca cocking up the return thinking 3 - 1 would be OK for them to progress...Juve destroyed...Leverkusen annihilated, has Pires ever played better?...Blackburn prove the catalyst again...United collapse in a 3 - 1 win...Lauren's late, late penalty to deny the Tiny Tots...2002/03...Dortmund's reputation in tatters - how was it only 2 - 0?...best to forget the home matches against Roma, Ajax and Valencia...nicking a 3 - 2 win over Chelsea, more beer please...Henry against Tottenham...Southampton crumble to a 6 - 1 thrashing, two hattricks from either wing...2003/04...Inter appear to put European dreams at an end in the first game, what price 5 - 1 in the return...Ashley Cole keeps it alive with a late, late header...Celta offer no resistance...whilst Bridges burnt the faithful...Reyes announces his arrival with a corker...the kids running riot against Wolves...a season unbeaten and unbeatable...2004/05...that comeback against Middlesbrough to keep the run going...seventh heaven against Everton...Liverpool a poor second in a 3 - 1 win...back on track against Rosenborg...all over Bayern but unable to find the crucial second...Everton made to look second rate by the reserves...2005/06...arrivederci Patrick, Hola Cesc...Europe rules the roost...Real stubbornly rebuffed...Juve arrived as the big men, departed as boys...Villarreal tried to squirrel an away goal but a Toure de Force sinks them...Stevie Gerrards wonder pass for the second, Cesc's for the first...a passionless visit from Man U, all animosity gone...cheating Tiny Totts denied by Henry...Sol collapses against West Ham...Boro hit for seven, this is becoming a habit...Power Ranger has his photo taken with the entire first team squad on Members Day...a fond farewell to the past, hopes of a bright, new future.



My thanks to all those over the years who made the matches enjoyable. In particular to John for the sensible conversation and rare moments of sanity, Jo, Martin, Neil - always able to fit in a swift couple before the trains left, Chris, Graeme, Marcus and last but by no means least, Larry the Fire.

Today's Tunes are from Paul Weller, culled from a Top Of The Pops performance on Friday June 14th 1996.

The Changingman

Peacock Suit

Thursday, May 04, 2006

Senior Citizens

Manchester City 1 - 3 Arsenal

0 - 1 Ljungberg (30)
1 – 1 Sommeill (40)

1 – 2 Reyes (77)

1 – 3 Reyes (82)

A match that Arsenal had to win, ended with the required outcome. Their fate is still in the hands of Tottenham but now the pressure is really on. One point separates the two teams, Tottenham have to win to be sure of Champions League football next year. Lose and should Arsenal avoid defeat, the UEFA Cup beckons.

For much of the first half, Arsenal failed to treat this other than a meaningless end of season fixture that is exactly the attitude that was not required. It required a stick of dynamite up their collective backsides, which is exactly what they appear to have received in the changing rooms during the interval. Do not get me wrong, during the opening forty-five minutes they did little wrong. It is just that they appeared to believe that by turning up, the three points would automatically return to Highbury. This was proven not to be the case. Television captured one moment of frustration with Wenger, hand on hips, seemingly unhappy with a challenge made by a Manchester City player. I suspect that he was more upset with the mental attributes of his charges that manifested itself at that particular moment.

Neither side had any rhythm for the first quarter of the game, tired passes, lazy flicks being the order of the day. This changed when suddenly the passes from the visitors started to find feet, Van Persie thumping the bar before realising he was offside. The opening goal came from a familiar sight yet somewhat surprising for this season. Henry picked up the ball midway in the City half, dribbled through two challenges, made one reverse pass that took out another two defenders and Ljungberg took the ball out of reach of the last man before shooting across David James into the far corner. All well and good, everything seemingly on track, for ten minutes anyway. A City corner on their right was played deep into the area, volleyed back in a scuffed fashion, squirming under Lehmann’s grasp before Sommeill drove the ball into the net. Politely called a “soft” goal by Andy Gray, Wenger would have been furious with his defence for their slow reactions. Two minutes later, an unmarked Sol Campbell flicked the ball wide from a corner when from my sofa with can of Stella in hand, it seemed easier to score. The move that summed up the first half came started and finished with Henry. Receiving the ball midway in the City half, Henry proceeded to beat four defenders, some twice, played the ball into Van Persie who instead of taking the seemingly simpler option to shot, reversed the pass to Henry in the penalty area with a clear strike at goal, and promptly put the ball six feet wide.

The second half started in fine fashion from Arsenal’s attacking point of view. Within thirty seconds of the restart, Henry played the ball through to Van Persie whose shot from the edge of the area brought a good save from James. Did I just type that? Calamity James made a good save. Heaven help us all, the world is about to end! Minutes later, Henry swept the ball to the left to Ljungberg who cut inside and from twenty yards hit the near post. Barely ten minutes later, a succession of City corners, which were blocked, resulted in Lehmann losing his cool, stepping on Vassell’s toes that understandably reacted to this provocation by shoving the German to the floor and getting booked.

On fifty-eight minutes, Fabregas emerged to replace Song with an instant impact. A turn and flicked pass ten yards outside of his own area resulted in Van Persie forcing another good save from James. The half then proceeded with a succession of chances and half chances that were spurned, Hleb bringing a good save from the former England Number One. On sixty-eight minutes, just as Reyes and Pires prepared to come on, Dunne forced a great save from Lehmann from a header, the German flying to his left to push the ball wide from another poorly defended City corner, before repeating the feat tipping Micah Richards header over the bar. Pires had an immediate impact, a fierce drive being well held by James. Reyna’s intemperate handball then gave Henry the chance to ensure England’s Number Two or Three got some more shot stopping practice, safely holding the well struck freekick. David James? Safely Held? Ye Gods, the sky is falling in.

Just when it seemed it was going to be one of those nights, hopes of a fourth place finish were raised. Reyes took a quick freekick to Henry whose short pass to Pires allowed the soon to depart Frenchman to split the City defence to allow Eboue to pull the ball back to Reyes whose side footed shot could only be diverted into the net by James. With twelve minutes to go, the nerves were sure to jangle. After all, this is not Europe. And so it proved. Twice in the three minutes after goal, Lehmann had to save smartly, more edgy defending by The Gunners.

This was merely a prelude to the icing on the cake. Another spell of City pressure seemed to be looming, when a breakaway resulted in Henry sprinting into the area. Once in the box, the defence forced him across the area until a short pass gave the ball to Reyes. Showing the finishing that prompted Wenger to make him potentially the clubs most expensive signing, Reyes curled the ball into the net past the despairing leap of a City defender and the unfortunate James. Unfortunate? Certainly, he made several good saves and could not be faulted on any of the goals. It is only good news for England if he continues this form, knowing that at least one of the substitutes is more than capable of doing his job if required.

On that subject, what of the World Cup hopefuls on show? Well, for sure, Vassell will not be going as any sort of replacement for Rooney. Campbell only had one moment of concern when Vassell outmuscled him for a header. Other than that several good recovery tackles show he is getting back to form and Ashley Cole came through the full ninety minutes without seeming to aggravate his injuries further. One last World Cup attendee was on show. Graham Poll, England’s only refereeing representative had a good game, dealing with most incidents with a calming word in players ear or a bollocking as required. Clear signals and kept up with the play well. Keep it up.

Today’s Tunes come from Calexico, whose new album, Garden Ruin, is on constantly at home since its’ purchase. A band that never seek to limit their boundaries, they are frequently pigeonholed into the “Americana” category which, whilst I can understand, seems to do a disservice to their repertoire. Stand out tracks for me on the new album are “Cruel”, “Letter to Bowie Knife” and "Lucky Dime". The bands website, Casa De Calexico, carries a fine selections of MP3’s to download. Commendably, the band publicise their support for the Live Music Archive, an American site that promotes the exchange of live music for fans. These two are part of that choice:

Ojitos Traidores

Close Behind - Vocal Mix

Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Give Youth A Chance

Stephen Sidwell is interviewed in this month’s Four Four Two magazine, along with John Halls, Graham Stack and James Harper, ostensibly as a congratulatory piece on Reading’s promotion but also tying in the fact that all are products of Arsenal’s Youth Academy.

In the piece, tucked away towards the back of the magazine, Sidwell bemoans the fact that none of the 2001 Youth Cup winning side has progressed to the first team, observing that they were deemed to be the best of their generation so if they could not break into the first team, “what chance have other youngsters got?” A further comment that Aliadiere had left the club to obtain first team football is printed as if to substantiate the points made. This is however, slightly disingenuous, as the journalist and Sidwell both know. The Frenchman has been loaned out to gain first team football on a regular basis in part to gain experience for when (or if) he returns but also to aid his permanent recovery from a bad injury. Up to that point, he was on fringe of the starting XI, being a substitute on a regular basis.

Sidwell believes no doubt that he was good enough to play in the first team on a regular basis. It is commendable that he has this confidence in his abilities and he should be proud of achieving a professional football career. However, rather than blame the club for not making the grade at Highbury, he should be looking at the reasons why. The answer to this is quite simple. The central midfield since Wenger’s reign began has predominantly contained two future World Cup winners at any one time, up until this season when at the time of writing, there is only one. In the beginning it was Petit and Vieira, subsequently Gilberto and Vieira with now the Brazilian being the only one. That is some pedigree for a youngster to put themselves up against, particularly when you consider that they have contributed to the success of the club in the last decade and were all playing the football of their lives, something that has been proven by the moves that Petit and Vieira have made away from Arsenal. It cannot be seriously held that Wenger has a greater obligation to the club’s youth players rather than bringing success to the team.

There is a fair point about the lack of opportunities for younger players up until this season. The answer is the same for Stack, Halls and Harper. In the positions that they play, established internationals were already in the first team with more on the bench. This is a sad fact of life at the top clubs. Unless an individual is prodigiously talented, he is not going to take the place of a more experienced pro that currently plays in an International team. More pertinently, Sidwell should have questioned nationalities but this is lost when considering the global perspectives that clubs in the top flight now have. Indeed, it is a vicious circle that will not be solved until the coaching at young ages revolves more around technique, as continental Europeans do. Even though clubs have established Academies throughout the Professional Game in England, it is still going to take some time for a new crop of youngsters to come through and beat the odds to make it to the top of football. Sadly, more will fail than succeed.

A final observation on this is that economics makes it difficult for English players to get to the very top. Until recent seasons when Transfer fees became more sensible, lower division clubs were demanding too much money for players when “the big boys” came in. That necessitated looking overseas for new signings and it quickly became obvious that an established international could be purchased for less than a promising youngster. In addition to this, the appointments of Wenger, Mourinho and Benitez increased the likelihood of purchasing foreign players as they went with what they were familiar with. Of the initial signings that Wenger made, I believe that only Grimandi had never come into contact with Le Professeur before as a player. Henry, Vieira and Petit had all been under his wing at some point in the past. Mourinho and Benitez both had a similar policy in their first year at Chelsea and Liverpool respectively, bringing in Portuguese and Spanish players through preference. Clear cases of being comfortable with what you know. It is only Martin Jol who has reversed this policy by buying a number of English players at Tottenham, probably those who will form a large part of future England sides if they realise their potential.

Recent days have seen some comments from Wenger that the club are considering suing Dan Smith over the injury caused by his tackle on Abou Diaby during the Sunderland match on Monday. It is believed that the Frenchman will be out for up to nine months. I do not doubt that Smith was careless in his tackle and would fall foul of Employment Law or some such statute covering the Duty Of Care that we all have to our fellow man. However, there was a lot of insinuation that this was a tackle made by a thug of limited ability; several Arsenal players were quoted afterwards bemoaning the physical nature of Sunderland’s play. Personally, I find this reaction distasteful and am severely disappointed by the nature of the comments. Smith is the only person who knows what his intent was. From what I could see, he went into the challenge to win the ball, only for an opponent of swifter mind to move it beyond his reach. That the player is young - Smith is in only his third Premiership start – is a contributing factor. He has made an error but not one that should have been castigated in such a manner. The remainder of the Arsenal team know better than to criticise a physical approach. After all, they should be expecting teams to try to outmuscle them, as it is a well-documented way of beating them. The lack of grace shown demeans the club. For sure, be angry about the tackle. But legal action? An over the top comment.

Spare a thought for Diaby though. It was unlikely that he would have started the Champions League final, probably a substitute. This chance has now been denied him. Perhaps Stewart Houston could share a word of consolation with him having missed the 1977 FA Cup Final through a broken ankle. Houston never appeared in a winning Cup Final side, indeed only appearing in the 1976 side that lost to Southampton.

Today’s Tunes are courtesy of the Guys and Gals at Hammondbeat, the official Funk and Groove Merchants. Aside from hosting the grooviest tunes on Hammond365 Radio, the shop has a fine selection of tunes and there is a downloads section that contains a fair few unreleased MP3’s from the likes of Mike Painter, The Nick Rossi Set, The Diplomats of Solid Soul (two are featured below) and The Link Quartet.

Diplomats of Solid Soul - Holdin' The Money

Diplomats of Solid Soul - Bullfrog Boogaloo

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

He Kept On Talking

Ashley Cole is the subject of more transfer speculation this morning, today's Independent claiming that Chelsea will be activating the oft - reported £16m Release Clause in his contract. I cannot quite fathom if (a) this is a rehash of old news or (b) this is some irrelevant speculation on the part of a lazy journo on a slow news day. More interestingly, Lauren is rumoured to be a target of Sevilla. Given that he is Andalus by birth (as opposed to nationality), there is a hint of truth. Certainly the rumoured £4m fee would be taken seriously by Arsenal given the emergence of Eboue and the return of Justin Hoyte from Sunderland. For a number of seasons both fullbacks were guaranteed their spot in the team due to a lack of adequate replacements, the reverse is now true. Whilst Gael Clichy is not as good as Cole, that seems a situation that will be rectified in the fullness of time. Flamini is a surefooted replacement for Clichy should that necessity arise. The summer could prove an opportune moment to consider moving both on - Wenger showed with Vieira that he does not tolerate too many summers of speculation surrounding players although Henry would be the exception to that rule - and a total of £20m could be well invested in new players, particularly in the forward line and centre of defence.

Wayne Rooney continues to occupy the minds of the media hacks and if we are to be believed, the nation as a whole. The Broken Metatarsal allowed them to rehash all of the articles from four years ago and just substitute Rooney for David Beckham. Eriksson is currently working for the first time in his England Career on a Plan B, with the ludicrous suggestion from Rafa Benitez that Liverpool's Peter Crouch could replace him. No, I'm not following that one either. Crouch should be Plan B if you need to lob a long ball forward and have Owen and Rooney running onto the knockdown. To my untrained eye, the obvious replacement is Joe Cole, creative enough and capable of scoring. Where England fall down is a lack of width. It will be interesting to see if Eriksson has the brass balls to take Aaron Lennon with the squad as a possible option for the left hand side should Cole be moved to a more central position. Whether this will work remains to be seen but he would be the unknown quantity for any defence to try to handle in much the same way that Rooney was in Euro 2004. Danny Murphy makes an interesting point that the boots may not be to blame for the recent spate of this injury, instead blaming the pitches. The Spurs midfielder believes that wear and tear on the feet leaves them open to potential damage as most pitches are firm which is conduicive to the standard of football in the Premiership these days. However, this does not appear to hold true for Rooney or indeed, Beckham. Both men suffered injuries as a result of poor challenges by opponents which came on the top of the foot. This has resulted in broken bones, most likely because of the slimness of the leather uppers on the top of the boot they were wearing. The time may be coming where manufacturers will have to thicken these or put in a more protective design. Given the penchant for retro shirts, what price retro boots combined with modern footwear technologies?

On the subject of England, Steve McLaren seems set to be named as the new England Coach. This is something I would not agree with nor do I think will work long term. Despite 'Boro's Eurpean run, it should be remembered that in the League they are what could be politely termed as infuriatingly inconsistent. Capable of hammering Chelsea and Manchester United but losing to woeful Sunderland and Aston Villa teams at home. The recent home matches have masked deficiencies, two down to Basle and three down to Steaua do not fill me with hope. One thing is for certain his teams are capable of recovering although Sevilla could be one step too far for them. I would still prefer Sam Allardyce for the role, with Stuart Pearce as assistant. It appears however, that the FA have a dream team of McLaren, with Peter Taylor as his number two and Pearce assisting. Ho hum.

Todays Tunes are from The Who, a concert from Oakland on 9th October 1976, the late John Entwhistles birthday.

I Can't Explain


Baba O'Reilly

Monday, May 01, 2006

Tired and Weary

Sunderland 0 - 3 Arsenal

0 - 1 Collins o.g. (27)
0 - 2 Fabregas (40)
0 - 3 Henry (43)


Sunderland have the worst record at home this season in any of the professional divisions in England and Scotland. In fact you can add in the upper echelons of Non-League Football in England as well. Which, on paper, made them the perfect team for Arsenal to cock it up against; the memories of a defeat to an equally poor Stoke City side in the mid-1980's still burn deeply. As it happened, Sunderland were so poor that Arsenal never got into top gear, did not look like doing so nor did they need to.

Resisting the temptation for widespread tinkering for which he has become renowned this season, Wenger fielded the strongest side that he could given the injuries to Hleb, Gilberto, Senderos, Flamini and Reyes - although I'm not sure Reyes actually qualifies as injured, Wisdom Teeth removal not being a noted footballing knock. In came Clichy, Song, Diaby and Pires as the changes to the starting line up from last Tuesday.

The opening stages of the match reminded me why I hated going to places like Sunderland for Monday evening kick-offs. I still shudder at the memory of visiting Roker Park in 1991 for dreary goalless draw and getting back to Guildford at 3am following what seemed quite possibly to be the longest road journey ever. Well, that was until we went to Vienna by coach but that's another story.

Back to todays match. Once the opening lethargy was out of the way, more wayward passing seemingly worse than in Spain, it was obvious that Sunderland were not going to improve on their home record. Pires went close in the first ten minutes with a sidefooted shot the wrong side of the post. Possession was turned into goals after 27 minutes. Henry drifted a freekick from the left towards the near post, Diaby ducked under it and the unfortunate Collins powered the header into his own net. Apparently, he has yet to score for Sunderland. The second arrived five minutes before the break, Henry exchanging passes with Fabregas, playing the little Spaniard in for a neatly taken finish under pressure from a neanderthal defender. The third came from Henry a couple of minutes later. A freekick on the left again, this time Henry went for goal, and left Davies groping at air. A resigned tone took over in the stadium, more worried about how many Arsenal would score and whether this would completely shag up Niall Quinn's takeover of the club. As it was, aside from Kyle forcing a good save from Lehmann, Sunderland never threatened. Indeed, Lehmann threatened to lamp one of their forwards for dragging him down mid-flight, from a Sunderland freekick. The handbags that followed were summed up by Weedy Gary Breen threatening to hit Jens with his zimmer frame. Noticeably, the next Sunderland freekick left the Sourkraut to collect the ball completely unchallenged.

Ashley Cole's return happened after just over an hour, filling in on the left hand side of midfield. Whilst this is not what Eriksson would have planned, he saw more action there than if he had gone in as Left Back. I would not be surprised if he started on Thursday. Despite what Terry Butcher thinks, if I were choosing the England squad, Cole and Campbell would be there, the latter for cover, and so would Rooney for that matter. We wait to see if the Swede concurs with that view.

Manchester City next on Thursday who will provide a sterner test that Sunderland. A win vital to put the pressure on Spurs for Sunday's finale.

Sunday, April 30, 2006

Upside Down

With one week remaining of the domestic League season, yesterday saw a large number of the issues regarding Promotion and Relegation resolved. In the Premiership, the charmless revolution emanating from Stamford Bridge continued with the Title confirmed as staying in West London for another season as Manchester United capitulated to a three goal defeat, proving that all of the hot air coming from Fergie et al in recent weeks about not surrendering was just the final bellows of a over inflated ego. In keeping with the complete lack of class surrounding the club, Chelsea fans pelted their opponents with a variety of objects in the first half. Coming on the back of a £10k fine for failing to control their players at West Brom earlier this year, it ranks as crass stupidity by the fans to do so. Perhaps now the FA will finally take action against the club that brings them into line with the rest of football and shows them that their blatant disregard for the rules is no longer tolerated. A three week closure of the stadium and a points deduction for the start of next season would seem to be the only thing that would make the idiots listen. At the foot of the table, 'Appy 'Arry avoided the ignomy of relegating both South Coast clubs in successive seasons by continuing Portsmouth's improbable resurgence with a win at Wigan. This condemned both Birmingham and West Brom to Championship football next season, although whether the current bosses will be there to lead them is open to debate. European places are still up for grabs so I would expect Sky to show Arsenal and Tottenham's matches next weekend. Blackburn are in pole position for the last UEFA Cup place, two points clear of Newcastle with two games to play as opposed to the Toon's one. What this has done is prove that Souness really had lost the plot and put Roeder in a good position to take over as manager should he decide to apply for the job.

The Championship was decided weeks ago, Reading as worthy champions and perpetual bridesmaids Sheffield United promoted automatically with just the play-off positions to be decided; Preston, Watford, Leeds and Crystal Palace fighting for the one remaining promotion place. If I had to choose, my heart says it would be nice to see Preston win through for no other reason that it is another new face in the top flight, current form would suggest Watford should go up but I suspect Palace will have the nouse to win through. Relegated sides Crewe, Brighton and Millwall will be replaced by Southend, with probably Colchester going up automatically. In the play-off mix Brentford will be joined by Huddersfield. Thereafter, the two places will be filled by Barnsley, Swansea, Nottingham Forest or Doncaster. The Tykes are reasonably sure of being one of the teams but the remaining three all face away trips next week, Chesterfield, Bradford and Tranmere being the hosts. Picking the two to go omwards with their seasons, I have a feeling that Doncaster will miss out, having to win whilst the other two should be capable of picking up the necessary point.

The bottom of League One showed just what a rollercoaster game football can be. Walsall were relegated last week and will be joined by Swindon, supported by my father as regular readers will know. After an hour in yesterday's games though, it seemed that The Robins were on course for a miraculous escape, leading by one goal at Bristol City. A flurry of late activity allied to a Bristol City equaliser condemned them to their fate; the punishment highlighted the negatives of recent home defeats to Rotherham and MK Dons. The remaining relegation places will be filled by two of Blackpool, Rotherham, MK Dons and Hartlepool. In a twist of fate, the winner will really take it all at Millmoor next saturday as Rotherham host MK Dons, although avoiding defeat may be enough for The Merry Millers if Hartlepool fail to beat Port Vale. Blackpool are nervously glancing over their shoulders as defeat at home to Gillingham could condemn them if MK Dons or Hartlepool win.

League Two has one promotion place to be decided, Carlisle promoted last week, joined yesterday by Northampton. The Cumbrians seem to be in pole position for the Title though as they visit Stockport and The Cobblers travel to Grimsby. That is not clear cut though as no-one but the most optimistic of Seagulls would have expected Torquay to beat Carlisle yesterday and Grimsby are not the force they were six weeks ago. Leyton Orient will be in third place if Grimsby lose or they win at relegation threatened Oxford United. The play - off's are largely sorted, Wycombe and Cheltenham confirmed as joining the Mariners or O's with Lincoln likely to join them, needing to get a point to deny Peterborough a play-off spot. It is again the relegation area that is the real dogfight. Rushden go back to whence they came, confirmed as a Conference side yesterday. They will be joined by any one of the next SEVEN sides above them in the table. Currently, that position is occupied by Oxford. Which is where it gets interesting. Next weeks games see Oxford entertain Orient who are fighting for Promotion. Stockport one up the table entertain Carlisle who need the points in the fight for the title. Notts County in 21st host Bury in17th who could theoretically be relegated if everyone below them won and scored enough goals in the process. Barnet in 20th travel to already relegated Rushden whilst Torquay who put their fate in their own hands entertain Boston who are in mid-table obscurity. The one remaining team who could go down are Macclesfield, visiting Bristol Rovers. Of all of them, my tip would be Oxford as Orient have the added incentive of automatic promotion if they get a point.

There would also be a delicious irony if Oxford went down as one of the teams coming up is Accrington Stanley, a role reversal from 1962 when Oxford replaced Accrington in the League after the latter folded. The Play-Off places are filled by former League clubs Hereford and Halifax, accompanied by Morecambe and Grays. It is the last one of the lot who I have a sneaking suspicion will be promoted, despite their defeat yesterday at home to Morecambe, beating Hereford in the final. At the bottom, current relegated teams are Altrincham and Scarborough despite what the BBC website says. Altrincham have an appeal against an 18 point deduction for fielding an ineligible player pending, should they succeed their place will be taken by Tamworth. But this could change if as is believed, Canvey Island admit that they cannot fulfil their fixtures for financial reasons next season. Mention should go to Forest Green Rovers who yet again pulled off a houdini act to escape relegation, ending Stevenages' faint promotion hopes by winning their last match at The Lawn by 2 - 0.

Alan Curbishley has announced that he is to leave Charlton at the end of the season, fifteen years after taking joint charge with Steve Gritt. This will mean he is free to take over at Newcastle or England should they come calling. Hats off to him for his efforts in establishing Charlton in the top flight on an oft quoted, Limited Budget.

It seems that Premiership footballers no longer compare Cars or Salaries when they meet. The latest fad, once again made fashionable by Beckham, is the Broken Metatarsal. Wayne Rooney joins such luminaries as Michael Owen and Steven Gerrard in recent years but it makes me question why this particular injury seems to be occurring with such regularity these days when it was seemingly not so prevalent twenty years ago. Whilst it may be just a perception and back in the day it was quite common, if it was not then questions need to be answered about the current spate of causality. It is noticeable that the rise has coincided with a similar increase in popularity of bladed boots as opposed to the studded kind. Perhaps it is no more than a coincidence but it is well documented that a number of high profile managers dislike these boots. No doubt a study will disprove my theory, sponsored in due course by the boot manufacturers.

Finally, a salutory warning to Thierry Henry about the perils of leaving Arsenal. Rumours abound that Patrick Vieira is on his way out of Juve, having not lived up to expectations particularly since Christmas. It was widely reported that he left to have more chance of winning the Champions League, a fair point at the start of the season. How true it has proved about the grass not always being greener on the other side, as this seasons Quarter Final encounter proved. Best of luck to Patrick wherever he may go, what odds of him facing Henry in a La Liga match next year?

Todays Tunes come from Spanish Band, Cooper, a by-product from Los Flechazos split, formed by front man Alejandro Diez. These tracks are from the now deleted Promo CD single for 2003, Cierra Los Ojos (Close Your Eyes). These are a good representation of the timeless melodies woven by Diez throughout the existence of Los Flechazos and Cooper. Tune In, Turn On and Dream of summer.

No Matter What (Badfinger cover)

Cierra Los Ojos

Rascacielos