I’d like to start by welcoming you all back into my bosom like an underfed Claridge’s hotel breastfed baby. I’d like to follow that with an immediate apology, that my return to action may well be as big a let down as captaining Sergio Aguero at fantasy football this weekend. I have barely written about Arsenal in 2 years following my strike against them in the Autumn of 2012. I have repeated the mantra from time to time without really trying to think of anything new. Mainly because they haven’t. But this week it is different. This week I owe Arsenal. We ALL owe Arsenal. (Citation: We don’t)
So for Wenger. For my brother. And not in any way shape or form because I lost a bet decreeing that if Arsenal beat Manchester City I would make the entire blog about them... here we go.
(if you wish to skip ahead to the funnier, less angry bit at the end which doesn’t involve Arsenal and may or may not include Marvin the Andriod, please feel free)
The penny has finally... finally fucking dropped.
It has only taken the best part of a decade Arsene. In the last 33 matches against teams who have finished in the top four (and taking city/chelsea/utd this season) Arsenals record stood at this:
Played 33.
Won 7.
Drawn 6.
Lost 20.
For 37.
Against 65.
Indeed, that was probably being kind given until today Arsenal hadn’t beaten top four opposition for a staggering 18 matches stretching back over 4 seasons.
In pretty much all those patterns you could summarise the game as such: Arsenal dominated possession, weaving pretty passes that amounted to little whilst ultimately losing to goals from either a) a woefully defended set piece or b) a terribly naive counter attack. And indeed, that was again the summary of the game today. Only that didn’t describe Arsene Wenger’s team... it described Manchester City.
You don’t need Tactics Tim to show me... you need fucking tactics.
And so it was that Wenger finally arrived at a big away game with a plan of how to win a football match. Not just turn up, kick off and hope for the best. Arsenals formation, shape and personal were all spot on and designed to stop Manchester City to play. It wasn’t always pretty, but that is quite frankly what you have to do win away games against teams who are, man for man, better than you. Injuries may have helped forced Wenger’s hand in playing the youthful Francis Coquelin (he’s actually almost 24... wow, really? I thought he was like 16? Has he just been hanging around his whole career? - anyway I digress) - but the Frenchmen was superb playing a role that is actually in his job description. He silenced David Silva entirely for 45 minutes and then helped shield his defence ably by throwing himself at everything in the second half. Thierry Henry made a good point before the game by saying that when Jose came to Chelsea he could have just got rid of John Terry following probably his worst season with the club. But he didn’t, he trusted that his captain could still marshall his troops if playing in the right formation and went out and brought back Matic. Terry has looked imperious since. Per Mertesacker is a similar player to Terry, a superb reader of the game but not blessed with any sort of pace. But give him somebody to sit in front of him and pick up the pieces he suddenly looks a whole better. This isn’t just about protecting the weak by the way, far from it, it’s merely highlighting how nobody looks good when they’re being ran at by three counter attackers with open space to glide into.
Oh Santi oh Santi
The man of the match and reborn after a frustrating season last time around, Santi Cazorla is looking and playing like the man Arsenal thought they’d signed from Real Madrid when they bought Ozil. Genuinely two footed and with 360 degree vision that would make an Owl blush, the little Spaniard gave one of those performances whereby every single fellow player, coach, trainer and spectator should shake his hand and say thanks afterwards. In a match which apparently contained the two best players in the league, he was streets above either of them.
West Ham pile on the misery for Bruce
Oh sorry... I’m supposed to be sticking to Arsenal. My mistake...
Is the impossible possible?
After a performance this complete, this superb, this revolutionary in it’s creation and execution... the question has to be asked where Arsenal can go from here? Is this the template for the big games from now on? Will Wenger just drop this team as soon as Ozil wanders in with his World Cup medal and a sad face? Will Jack Wilshire convince the boss he’s still got what it takes to go four matches without getting injured? Will Danny Welbeck come back... and score a fucking goal? Will Walter Szczesny switch to e-cigarettes?
And the big question... the league. Can they... will they... is this the year...
That Arsenal finish... fucking... third!?
Team of the Weak:
Fabianski - We all thought an Arsenal keeper would be getting scored past with ease this weekend. Just not their old one.
Bruce - Son or manager. Take your pick really.
Kompany - Not really fit, staggered around like a drunk buffoon, scythed down Monreal for penalty, could have been sent off soon after.
Keane - Showed why Man Utd have let him go. I mean seriously, anyone can get a game at centre back for Man Utd this season. Their actual centre backs now play on the right wing taking corners. Hail the tactical revolution!
Fernandez - Because when you’re 2 nil down at home to Chelsea, what you really need is to pass the ball straight to their top striker.
Cleverley - Just not good enough. The Championship beckons Tom. It’s calling your name long into the cold, wet nights.
Fernandinho - When did all Brazilian defensive players just get really shit? Oh yeah... that.
Sissoko - Did literally nothing. Seriously, check out his opta stats. No key passes. No tackles. No interceptions. No crosses. Zip. Nadir. Nowt.
Mata - Spent 45 minutes trying to make amends for how bad he was last week. Failed. Took the rest of the day off.
Nugent - Is to goal scoring what Neil Warnock is to managing. Great in the Championship, bobbins in the top flight. 11 goals in almost 5000 minutes ain’t great David. Although it’s better than Jozy Altidore so... what’s that, he’s left now? Where? Fucking Canada!? Oh come on. Who am I gonna mock now?
The entire of Aston Villa - Seriously guys, for me, please... just fucking score.
What you may have missed whilst I wasted print on Arsenal
Liverpool holding off all that attacking threat of Aston Villa with Martin Skertel’s small finger whilst casually passing it around and scoring “for a laugh” when they felt like it. A rip-snorter at Turf Moor which really, really should have got some coverage here. Alan Pardew still being in the Premier League for that matter... at an even more dislikeable club. Football Manager wonder kid Bojan Krkic actually starting to play real life football rather well. Chelsea reminding everyone they’re going to win the league again, whilst giving Edin Hazard the day off from doing anything and just letting Oscar run the show to let them know they still care about him. Spurs winning a game 2-1 again thanks to Christian “he’s just a one man Fergie time” Eriksen. Saints marching on, now with new players who are miles better than the ones they sold to Liverpool. And West Ham, Andy Carroll, Stewart Downing, Big Sam, Alex Song - it’s like a greatest hits of people other clubs don’t want. And are they making them laugh...
Oh and Manchester United playing three at the back yet again and recoiling in SHOCK AND FUCKING HORROR at it not working before reverting to the far more successful plan B. Two banks of four. Give it to Fellaini.
Seriously why did Moyes never think of this?
For fucks sake.
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Sunday, 18 January 2015
Tuesday, 30 December 2014
Five Things We Learnt From a Premier League Alternate Universe
It’s Christmas, so it’s time to see what’s happened so far
this season in an alternate universe…
Martinez Makes a Mockery
of Second Season Syndrome
After a superb debut season at the helm of Everton, sullen and instantly dislikeable Roberto Martinez has picked up where he left off and already guided the Merseysiders to 3rd place playing a brand of football that screams total from every orifice. Claims that Gareth Barry would fade as soon as he was given a permanent contract have looked well off the mark as the midfield maestro has eclipsed his form from last year with a series of assured displays. He is still yet to receive a booking, or mistime a single tackle this season. At the back, Martinez has felt no need to add youth to experience and has now kept 6 consecutive clean sheets thanks to the age defying presence of Sylvain Distin. Up front, Romelu Lukaku has made a mockery of his £28m fee by dominating games, never, ever going missing and thus far netting 20 goals in just 18 appearances. Special mention has to go to Kevin Mirallas though, who was thus far completed the most successful forward passes in the league, silencing talk that he is a greedy little hogger who thinks he is the Belgian Ronaldo. Hail the Toffees!
After a superb debut season at the helm of Everton, sullen and instantly dislikeable Roberto Martinez has picked up where he left off and already guided the Merseysiders to 3rd place playing a brand of football that screams total from every orifice. Claims that Gareth Barry would fade as soon as he was given a permanent contract have looked well off the mark as the midfield maestro has eclipsed his form from last year with a series of assured displays. He is still yet to receive a booking, or mistime a single tackle this season. At the back, Martinez has felt no need to add youth to experience and has now kept 6 consecutive clean sheets thanks to the age defying presence of Sylvain Distin. Up front, Romelu Lukaku has made a mockery of his £28m fee by dominating games, never, ever going missing and thus far netting 20 goals in just 18 appearances. Special mention has to go to Kevin Mirallas though, who was thus far completed the most successful forward passes in the league, silencing talk that he is a greedy little hogger who thinks he is the Belgian Ronaldo. Hail the Toffees!
Garth Crooks gets it
right again
Previously maligned “pundit” Garth Crooks, has thus far managed to “nail” each and every one of his fabled teams of the week. Calling for Wayne Rooney and Steven Gerrard to be jointly given the player of the year award after just one game was brave, but both have repaid his words by being consistently excellent in defensive midfield all season. In a much talked about move, Crooks controversially stepped away from just naming defenders who scored every week, and instead rewarding the actual job they are paid to do, namely keeping clean sheets. In goal, he has now gone a barely believable 3 whole weeks without giving the position to Joe Hart for no reason imaginable. Finally, despite having no reason whatsoever to stick to an actual formation, Crooks has defied his critics and done just that. No longer picking a side with seven forwards and Drogba at centre back, Crooks now hand crafts an XI each and every week that stands up both statistically and intelligently to any in the land.
Previously maligned “pundit” Garth Crooks, has thus far managed to “nail” each and every one of his fabled teams of the week. Calling for Wayne Rooney and Steven Gerrard to be jointly given the player of the year award after just one game was brave, but both have repaid his words by being consistently excellent in defensive midfield all season. In a much talked about move, Crooks controversially stepped away from just naming defenders who scored every week, and instead rewarding the actual job they are paid to do, namely keeping clean sheets. In goal, he has now gone a barely believable 3 whole weeks without giving the position to Joe Hart for no reason imaginable. Finally, despite having no reason whatsoever to stick to an actual formation, Crooks has defied his critics and done just that. No longer picking a side with seven forwards and Drogba at centre back, Crooks now hand crafts an XI each and every week that stands up both statistically and intelligently to any in the land.
West Brom prove loyalty
and stability is the key to success
Riding high in 6th place, West Brom chairman Jeremy Peace has cited “total stability” as the key to his sides form. Peace has refused many claims to sack Roberto Di Matteo despite indifferent form over the past five years. He has been rewarded though with the Italian playing fluent, passing football and a superb transfer window in which the Baggies added proven ability to their rosters and laughed whilst other clubs took hopeless punts on strikers who literally cannot score. Peace made reference to the likes of Stoke City and Swansea in his Christmas Speech, two clubs who have both gone through 11 managers in 3 years and have proven time and time again sacking coaches after a few months, whilst giving them no say whatsoever in transfers, is a highly risky strategy. West Brom can now enjoy the rest of the season, safe from relegation and ready to push for a much deserved European spot.
Riding high in 6th place, West Brom chairman Jeremy Peace has cited “total stability” as the key to his sides form. Peace has refused many claims to sack Roberto Di Matteo despite indifferent form over the past five years. He has been rewarded though with the Italian playing fluent, passing football and a superb transfer window in which the Baggies added proven ability to their rosters and laughed whilst other clubs took hopeless punts on strikers who literally cannot score. Peace made reference to the likes of Stoke City and Swansea in his Christmas Speech, two clubs who have both gone through 11 managers in 3 years and have proven time and time again sacking coaches after a few months, whilst giving them no say whatsoever in transfers, is a highly risky strategy. West Brom can now enjoy the rest of the season, safe from relegation and ready to push for a much deserved European spot.
Arsenal remain the
team to beat
10 points clear at the top and currently unbeaten, Arsene Wenger has quoted “mental toughness,” “never getting caught on the counter attack” and a “peerless record” against the other big teams as the key reasons behind their current success. Resisting the urge to add three more attacking midfielders to his team for no reason whatsoever, Wenger instead bought Mat Hummels and Diego Godin to the Emirates, as well as the defensive shield of Sami Khedira. The three have been crucial in cutting out the former frailties of the side and allowing the partnership of Danny Welbeck and Yaya Sanogo to play with potent abandonment up front. The pair, who many doubted would score the goals required for a title challenge, have notched 35 times between them to date. Behind them, Mesut Ozil and Jack Wilshire have been inspired and injury free, gathering 20 assists to date and having never once gone missing on a rainy night in Stoke.
10 points clear at the top and currently unbeaten, Arsene Wenger has quoted “mental toughness,” “never getting caught on the counter attack” and a “peerless record” against the other big teams as the key reasons behind their current success. Resisting the urge to add three more attacking midfielders to his team for no reason whatsoever, Wenger instead bought Mat Hummels and Diego Godin to the Emirates, as well as the defensive shield of Sami Khedira. The three have been crucial in cutting out the former frailties of the side and allowing the partnership of Danny Welbeck and Yaya Sanogo to play with potent abandonment up front. The pair, who many doubted would score the goals required for a title challenge, have notched 35 times between them to date. Behind them, Mesut Ozil and Jack Wilshire have been inspired and injury free, gathering 20 assists to date and having never once gone missing on a rainy night in Stoke.
Poyet lays all credit
at the feet of Altidore and labels him “World’s Best”
4th spot, ahead of the free flowing but ailing Chelsea and the Wayne Rooney managed Manchester United, is rich reward so far for a Sunderland team who have taken off the handbrake and are currently the seasons top scorers. Whilst the likes of Lee Catermole, Jack Rodwell and Seb Larsson have all weighed in with goals a plenty, the real success story has been the reborn Jozy Altidore. The American has plundered 26 goals so far in just 17 matches with a shot conversion rate of 70%. He has been an absolute lethal weapon in the Black Cats armoury and looks set to take the Champions League by storm if his team can maintain this sort of form into the New Year. His form is almost the complete opposite of the much maligned Sergio Aguero. The Argentinian is struggling badly in a City side that are languishing in mid-table and has now gone over 2,000 minutes without a goal, missing 8 penalties in that time. His manager remains positive though, singling out the fact he is yet to get injured as cause for optimism.
4th spot, ahead of the free flowing but ailing Chelsea and the Wayne Rooney managed Manchester United, is rich reward so far for a Sunderland team who have taken off the handbrake and are currently the seasons top scorers. Whilst the likes of Lee Catermole, Jack Rodwell and Seb Larsson have all weighed in with goals a plenty, the real success story has been the reborn Jozy Altidore. The American has plundered 26 goals so far in just 17 matches with a shot conversion rate of 70%. He has been an absolute lethal weapon in the Black Cats armoury and looks set to take the Champions League by storm if his team can maintain this sort of form into the New Year. His form is almost the complete opposite of the much maligned Sergio Aguero. The Argentinian is struggling badly in a City side that are languishing in mid-table and has now gone over 2,000 minutes without a goal, missing 8 penalties in that time. His manager remains positive though, singling out the fact he is yet to get injured as cause for optimism.
Team of the Season so
Far:
Simon Mignolet
Wes Morgan
Kyle Naughton
Sylvain Distin
Eliaquim Mangala
Tom Cleverly
Darren Fletcher
Mikel Arteta
Hatem Ben Arfa
Mario Balotelli
Brown Ideye
Wes Morgan
Kyle Naughton
Sylvain Distin
Eliaquim Mangala
Tom Cleverly
Darren Fletcher
Mikel Arteta
Hatem Ben Arfa
Mario Balotelli
Brown Ideye
Monday, 22 December 2014
Five Things We Learnt From The Premier League This Weekend
Arsenal got lucky to even draw
For a team famed for possession football and well known for carving out chances and spurning them, it was strange to see Arsenal deliver what was almost a classic away day hit and run on Brendan Rodgers ailing Liverpool side. Arsene Wenger’s side of light weight schemesters (or the “balsa boys” as I like to call them) managed just 36% possession at Anfield and were subjected to 27 shots on goal, 11 of which were on target. In truth it was a disjointed, largely rancid performance that they almost got away because Liverpool do not possess either a centre back who can tackle, or a goal keeper who can literally save anything. As it was, a point was the least the home side deserved and they will take heart from an attacking performance that zipped and buzzed like last season, even if they lacked Suarez or Sturridge to finish everything off. Arsenal have QPR at home next, which is the top flight guarantee of three points, so there is plenty of reason for them to smile this Christmas time. Unless of course they lose, which if they defend as poorly as they did here again, they very well might.
The North East deserves more entertainment
In the 34 collective games this season both Sunderland and Newcastle have mustered together just 33 goals. Given both have solid, largely well organised defences (that Saints freak show aside); it’s probably fair for their fans to wonder what might be possible if they were capable of scoring more goals. The game yesterday exposed the flaws for all to see, with 31 shots and more bookings than efforts on target. Several, clear cut, whites of the keeper’s eyes chances were missed before Johnson finally struck late and swanned back to Wearside with all the points. For Pardew, it was another defeat in what looks ominously like the start again of “one of those runs.” Poyet meanwhile, must wonder what his team would be capable of if they didn’t have a strike force which has mustered together just 15 goals in the last 8,000 minutes. Just to put that into very little perspective, if they had just Sergio Aguero, they would have scored 75 goals over that same period…
Silva lining for City in striker shortage
They may be lacking up top, but City still showed Tyneside how to find the net this weekend thanks to an interchanging false 9 system and the abilities of David Silva. Both the Spaniard and Samir Nasri were superb in the dismantling of Crystal Palace on Saturday lunchtime; popping up all over the pitch to hurt the visitors where it mattered most. Granted Palace were obliging opponents, Neil Warnock has certainly taking the hand break of his troops since replacing Tony Pulis, but his teams remain brittle and hopeless when exposed to pace. He could also do with having a little more of a game plan than “give it to Bolasie, hope.” City on the other hand were somehow joint top for 48 hours, despite flattering to deceive for most of the season. With a festive schedule of West Brom, Burnley and Sunderland; the chances of being top on New Year’s Day remain a very real possibility.
How good could Edin Hazard be?
Edin Hazard is the best player in the Premier League. Only Sergio Aguero can have any real umbrage with that claim and his injury record is ultimately too poor to bear weight with the comparison. It’s very well being absolutely lethal, but when you only play half the time you’re going to make your manager nervous with every tackle you go into. Hazard is probably the best dribbler I’ve ever seen. Only Best, who I clearly never watched in my lifetime, and Lionel Messi in his pomp, look comparable to the method of dribbling Hazard possesses. He is quick, but he doesn’t power past players like Ronaldo, Bale and Robben with brute pace. He glides across the turf like a ballet dancer and can get past three or four players in a close space from a standing start. He can shoot from distance and from close range. He can head the ball, take a mean penalty and can cross a ball hard, stand it up or whip it in. He is, put simply, World Class. But, even in a team where he is probably the only player allowed “off the leash” - he is not truly, ever allowed off it. Hazard tracks back and does a lot of running in areas which don’t hurt teams. He has evolved into a superb all round player but one already starts to wonder what sort of attacking bounties he might be capable of if he played for a free flowing team like Munich, Real, Barca or even Manchester City. Hazard is young and on the verge of signing a massive new contract and he will almost certainly win trophies at Chelsea. But if he’s this good for a side that basically shuts up shop once they go 2-0 up in any game, one wonders if he’ll ever get itchy to go and play his football for a club which gives him limitless licence to thrill.
Will the first managerial casualty please stand up
With the first sacking of the season still to occur, I assess the five favourite contenders prior to the three games in a week festive bonanza.
Nigel Pearson
Pros: Attacking, expansive football. Unique desire to sit in the highest tier in the ground rather than the actual dugout. Earned promotion.
Cons: Continues to pick Paul Konchesky. Regularly sets up in a regimented 4-4-2. Hasn’t won a game in three months. Bottom and 5 points adrift of safety.
Steve Bruce:
Pros: Strong season last year and appears loyal to the club. Tactically sound and a proven man manager.
Cons: Winless in 10 games. Hasn’t scored in 7 of those matches. Spent arm and a leg on attacking players who so far, cannot attack. Unbelievably fat.
Alan Pardew:
Pros: In the top half of the table. Recently beat Chelsea. Known for long winning runs. Good motivator and, on his day, tactically very shrewd.
Cons: Despised by 75% of all fans. A complete and utter cunt. Known for long losing runs. On his day, tactically very naïve.
Brendan Rodgers:
Pros: Last season’s Manager of the Year. Desperately unlucky with lead striker being injured all season. Ability to play highly entertaining, flowing attacking football.
Cons: Signed Mario Balotelli. And 17 other duds. Total and utter inability to organise a defence in any semblance of a unit. Keeps picking Martin Skertel. Owners are itchy.
Harry Redknapp:
Pros: Charlie Austin at home.
Cons: Everyone else away.
Team of the Weak
Brad Jones – Has conceded 5 goals in two games whilst making one save. Which went straight to an attacking player. January can’t come soon enough.
Kelly – Torn apart by the twinkling nose of Nasri and Silva and looked every bit the Liverpool defender he once was.
Jagielka – Had a total mare and inexplicably got away with a stone wall penalty early on. Coloccini – Looked far too fired up. Lucky not to get sent off. Conceded late winner.
Bardsley - Was given a torrid time by Hazard and Fabregas and could have been sent off twice.
Flamini - Looks a shadow of the defensive shield he was last season. Liverpool ran past him like he wasn’t even there.
Ramirez - In the team as the creative lynchpin. Created nothing.
Puncheon - Looked out of his depth. One free-kick was two pitches overhit. Booked.
Darren Fletcher - Hauled off at half time. It’s hard to think of a vice captain who a manager has so little faith in.
Ideye - Still yet to score and when you don’t do that against QPR you’re in real trouble.
Rooney - Played well creatively, but can anybody explain to me why the greatest English number 10 of our lifetime is playing in the Gerrard “retirement role” when he’s still in his twenties?
What you may have missed.
Either keeper making a save in the Man City/Palace match; LVG looking confused as to how his team still can’t pass the ball; Hull barely even trying to score anymore; Harry Redknapp not really giving a shit if Charlie Austin ever gets an England call up; Everton’s entire attack; Everton’s entire midfield; Everton’s entire defence; Spurs winning at home... just... to Burnley; Stewart Downing looking like he’s getting younger... and better... with age; a clean tackle in the Tyne-Wear derby; Cesc Fabregas growing his hair out and Jose Mourinho’s ridiculously amusing reactions to almost anything that happened during the match.
Merry Christmas, and tune in sometime over the festive period for my annual satirical look at the Christmas fixtures and my official team of the season so far.
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For a team famed for possession football and well known for carving out chances and spurning them, it was strange to see Arsenal deliver what was almost a classic away day hit and run on Brendan Rodgers ailing Liverpool side. Arsene Wenger’s side of light weight schemesters (or the “balsa boys” as I like to call them) managed just 36% possession at Anfield and were subjected to 27 shots on goal, 11 of which were on target. In truth it was a disjointed, largely rancid performance that they almost got away because Liverpool do not possess either a centre back who can tackle, or a goal keeper who can literally save anything. As it was, a point was the least the home side deserved and they will take heart from an attacking performance that zipped and buzzed like last season, even if they lacked Suarez or Sturridge to finish everything off. Arsenal have QPR at home next, which is the top flight guarantee of three points, so there is plenty of reason for them to smile this Christmas time. Unless of course they lose, which if they defend as poorly as they did here again, they very well might.
The North East deserves more entertainment
In the 34 collective games this season both Sunderland and Newcastle have mustered together just 33 goals. Given both have solid, largely well organised defences (that Saints freak show aside); it’s probably fair for their fans to wonder what might be possible if they were capable of scoring more goals. The game yesterday exposed the flaws for all to see, with 31 shots and more bookings than efforts on target. Several, clear cut, whites of the keeper’s eyes chances were missed before Johnson finally struck late and swanned back to Wearside with all the points. For Pardew, it was another defeat in what looks ominously like the start again of “one of those runs.” Poyet meanwhile, must wonder what his team would be capable of if they didn’t have a strike force which has mustered together just 15 goals in the last 8,000 minutes. Just to put that into very little perspective, if they had just Sergio Aguero, they would have scored 75 goals over that same period…
Silva lining for City in striker shortage
They may be lacking up top, but City still showed Tyneside how to find the net this weekend thanks to an interchanging false 9 system and the abilities of David Silva. Both the Spaniard and Samir Nasri were superb in the dismantling of Crystal Palace on Saturday lunchtime; popping up all over the pitch to hurt the visitors where it mattered most. Granted Palace were obliging opponents, Neil Warnock has certainly taking the hand break of his troops since replacing Tony Pulis, but his teams remain brittle and hopeless when exposed to pace. He could also do with having a little more of a game plan than “give it to Bolasie, hope.” City on the other hand were somehow joint top for 48 hours, despite flattering to deceive for most of the season. With a festive schedule of West Brom, Burnley and Sunderland; the chances of being top on New Year’s Day remain a very real possibility.
How good could Edin Hazard be?
Edin Hazard is the best player in the Premier League. Only Sergio Aguero can have any real umbrage with that claim and his injury record is ultimately too poor to bear weight with the comparison. It’s very well being absolutely lethal, but when you only play half the time you’re going to make your manager nervous with every tackle you go into. Hazard is probably the best dribbler I’ve ever seen. Only Best, who I clearly never watched in my lifetime, and Lionel Messi in his pomp, look comparable to the method of dribbling Hazard possesses. He is quick, but he doesn’t power past players like Ronaldo, Bale and Robben with brute pace. He glides across the turf like a ballet dancer and can get past three or four players in a close space from a standing start. He can shoot from distance and from close range. He can head the ball, take a mean penalty and can cross a ball hard, stand it up or whip it in. He is, put simply, World Class. But, even in a team where he is probably the only player allowed “off the leash” - he is not truly, ever allowed off it. Hazard tracks back and does a lot of running in areas which don’t hurt teams. He has evolved into a superb all round player but one already starts to wonder what sort of attacking bounties he might be capable of if he played for a free flowing team like Munich, Real, Barca or even Manchester City. Hazard is young and on the verge of signing a massive new contract and he will almost certainly win trophies at Chelsea. But if he’s this good for a side that basically shuts up shop once they go 2-0 up in any game, one wonders if he’ll ever get itchy to go and play his football for a club which gives him limitless licence to thrill.
Will the first managerial casualty please stand up
With the first sacking of the season still to occur, I assess the five favourite contenders prior to the three games in a week festive bonanza.
Nigel Pearson
Pros: Attacking, expansive football. Unique desire to sit in the highest tier in the ground rather than the actual dugout. Earned promotion.
Cons: Continues to pick Paul Konchesky. Regularly sets up in a regimented 4-4-2. Hasn’t won a game in three months. Bottom and 5 points adrift of safety.
Steve Bruce:
Pros: Strong season last year and appears loyal to the club. Tactically sound and a proven man manager.
Cons: Winless in 10 games. Hasn’t scored in 7 of those matches. Spent arm and a leg on attacking players who so far, cannot attack. Unbelievably fat.
Alan Pardew:
Pros: In the top half of the table. Recently beat Chelsea. Known for long winning runs. Good motivator and, on his day, tactically very shrewd.
Cons: Despised by 75% of all fans. A complete and utter cunt. Known for long losing runs. On his day, tactically very naïve.
Brendan Rodgers:
Pros: Last season’s Manager of the Year. Desperately unlucky with lead striker being injured all season. Ability to play highly entertaining, flowing attacking football.
Cons: Signed Mario Balotelli. And 17 other duds. Total and utter inability to organise a defence in any semblance of a unit. Keeps picking Martin Skertel. Owners are itchy.
Harry Redknapp:
Pros: Charlie Austin at home.
Cons: Everyone else away.
Team of the Weak
Brad Jones – Has conceded 5 goals in two games whilst making one save. Which went straight to an attacking player. January can’t come soon enough.
Kelly – Torn apart by the twinkling nose of Nasri and Silva and looked every bit the Liverpool defender he once was.
Jagielka – Had a total mare and inexplicably got away with a stone wall penalty early on. Coloccini – Looked far too fired up. Lucky not to get sent off. Conceded late winner.
Bardsley - Was given a torrid time by Hazard and Fabregas and could have been sent off twice.
Flamini - Looks a shadow of the defensive shield he was last season. Liverpool ran past him like he wasn’t even there.
Ramirez - In the team as the creative lynchpin. Created nothing.
Puncheon - Looked out of his depth. One free-kick was two pitches overhit. Booked.
Darren Fletcher - Hauled off at half time. It’s hard to think of a vice captain who a manager has so little faith in.
Ideye - Still yet to score and when you don’t do that against QPR you’re in real trouble.
Rooney - Played well creatively, but can anybody explain to me why the greatest English number 10 of our lifetime is playing in the Gerrard “retirement role” when he’s still in his twenties?
What you may have missed.
Either keeper making a save in the Man City/Palace match; LVG looking confused as to how his team still can’t pass the ball; Hull barely even trying to score anymore; Harry Redknapp not really giving a shit if Charlie Austin ever gets an England call up; Everton’s entire attack; Everton’s entire midfield; Everton’s entire defence; Spurs winning at home... just... to Burnley; Stewart Downing looking like he’s getting younger... and better... with age; a clean tackle in the Tyne-Wear derby; Cesc Fabregas growing his hair out and Jose Mourinho’s ridiculously amusing reactions to almost anything that happened during the match.
Merry Christmas, and tune in sometime over the festive period for my annual satirical look at the Christmas fixtures and my official team of the season so far.
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Monday, 15 December 2014
Five Things We Learnt From The Premier League This Weekend
1. The importance of a safe pair of hands
In a match which laid bare the shortcomings of both these fallen giants, it wasn’t Wayne Rooney or Robin Van Persie who was the difference at Old Trafford, it was David De Gea. The Spaniard is Utd’s player of the season so far by a distance. Each and every week he is justifying why Ferguson paid so much money for him, and the ability which prompted Iker Casillas to quote “he will retire us all.” De Gea has now won a ridiculous four games in the last six on his own. Yes you have to score goals as well, but that’s made a lot easier when you have a keeper who couldn’t be further from the one at the other end if he tried. Finally losing patience with the woeful Simon Mignolet, Rodgers replaced him with the equally woeful Brad Jones. The Liverpool stopper dived out of the way of the first goal, stood static for the second and then just fell over for the third. It’s one thing being beaten 3-0 by your neighbours, but to do so with so little a fight will be hurting Liverpool bad. Where United are grinding out results and returning to their winning ways, if certainly not their winning best, Pool are bereft of confidence and look a side unrecognisable from the one that tore into the league just a few months ago. There are too many problems to list here, right now it would be simpler to just say “everything.” Liverpool have scored just 2 goals in their last 3 games, all of which were pretty much must win. The fact that their fans are nervous about playing Bournemouth this week pretty much says it all. Rodgers isn’t on borrowed time just yet, but he needs to sign somebody in January who will actually go straight into the team and improve it. Since Sturridge, Rodgers has signed 18 players… and not a single one of them have fulfilled that criteria.
In a match which laid bare the shortcomings of both these fallen giants, it wasn’t Wayne Rooney or Robin Van Persie who was the difference at Old Trafford, it was David De Gea. The Spaniard is Utd’s player of the season so far by a distance. Each and every week he is justifying why Ferguson paid so much money for him, and the ability which prompted Iker Casillas to quote “he will retire us all.” De Gea has now won a ridiculous four games in the last six on his own. Yes you have to score goals as well, but that’s made a lot easier when you have a keeper who couldn’t be further from the one at the other end if he tried. Finally losing patience with the woeful Simon Mignolet, Rodgers replaced him with the equally woeful Brad Jones. The Liverpool stopper dived out of the way of the first goal, stood static for the second and then just fell over for the third. It’s one thing being beaten 3-0 by your neighbours, but to do so with so little a fight will be hurting Liverpool bad. Where United are grinding out results and returning to their winning ways, if certainly not their winning best, Pool are bereft of confidence and look a side unrecognisable from the one that tore into the league just a few months ago. There are too many problems to list here, right now it would be simpler to just say “everything.” Liverpool have scored just 2 goals in their last 3 games, all of which were pretty much must win. The fact that their fans are nervous about playing Bournemouth this week pretty much says it all. Rodgers isn’t on borrowed time just yet, but he needs to sign somebody in January who will actually go straight into the team and improve it. Since Sturridge, Rodgers has signed 18 players… and not a single one of them have fulfilled that criteria.
2. Was it National Diving Day?
The sight not just of attacking midfielders and forwards diving, but hardened centre backs, was a real step back in the ongoing “war against simulation.” I’ll look past the decision making ability of Chris Foy, instead focussing on what it’s coming to when Gary Cahill, England’s first choice centre back, feels the need to deliberately cheat by diving in the box. At least Cahill had the good grace to look embarrassed. Unlike Diego Costa, who was apparently “in tears” after the match following his 7th “unfair” booking of the season. When quizzed on this matter by Jose, apparently Chris Foy offered Costa a hankie. Which was better than anything he actually did in the match.
The sight not just of attacking midfielders and forwards diving, but hardened centre backs, was a real step back in the ongoing “war against simulation.” I’ll look past the decision making ability of Chris Foy, instead focussing on what it’s coming to when Gary Cahill, England’s first choice centre back, feels the need to deliberately cheat by diving in the box. At least Cahill had the good grace to look embarrassed. Unlike Diego Costa, who was apparently “in tears” after the match following his 7th “unfair” booking of the season. When quizzed on this matter by Jose, apparently Chris Foy offered Costa a hankie. Which was better than anything he actually did in the match.
On
the subject of Diving. Danny Murphy (not, crucially, Robbie Savage) had
it right on Match on the Day. It should be retrospectively punished by a
panel of three people. A referee, an ex-player and a
pundit/expert/neutral. I don’t buy
the line for one second that it’s hard to prove. Even discounting the
obvious non-contact ones we saw at Chelsea, I can’t believe any sane,
unbiased professional could look at Adam Johnson on a replay and claim
he didn’t dive. There would still be the odd
grey area, but then so be it. There is always going to be a grey area.
Can anyone make an argument that it wouldn’t cut diving out almost
straight away? It’s cheating. Plain and simple. And should be treated as
such.
3. Déjà vu for Steve Bruce
After an impressive start to his Hull career, Steve Bruce has struggled badly this year and currently cannot buy a win. It’s a familiar story for Bruce, who regularly starts well at clubs before tailing off. Certainly that was the case in his last role at Sunderland where Bruce initially stabilised the team before getting sacked following a dreadful run. The same now appears true at Hull and in both cases you could point the finger at some very average transfer business. Bruce is clearly a good man-manager and regularly varies his tactics to good effect. But too often he has signed players who haven’t performed elsewhere and watched, mildly shocked, that they haven’t just magically started to perform for him. Hull now find themselves in the relegation zone and have back to back games over Christmas (Sunderland/Leicester) against teams they now really have to beat. Ben Arfa being sent to train in Paris by himself probably isn’t the answer either.
Also in an irrelevant aside, why the fuck is Steve Bruce so fat? I mean I know you're not playing anymore Steve, but come on man, do they not let you enter the club gym?
After an impressive start to his Hull career, Steve Bruce has struggled badly this year and currently cannot buy a win. It’s a familiar story for Bruce, who regularly starts well at clubs before tailing off. Certainly that was the case in his last role at Sunderland where Bruce initially stabilised the team before getting sacked following a dreadful run. The same now appears true at Hull and in both cases you could point the finger at some very average transfer business. Bruce is clearly a good man-manager and regularly varies his tactics to good effect. But too often he has signed players who haven’t performed elsewhere and watched, mildly shocked, that they haven’t just magically started to perform for him. Hull now find themselves in the relegation zone and have back to back games over Christmas (Sunderland/Leicester) against teams they now really have to beat. Ben Arfa being sent to train in Paris by himself probably isn’t the answer either.
Also in an irrelevant aside, why the fuck is Steve Bruce so fat? I mean I know you're not playing anymore Steve, but come on man, do they not let you enter the club gym?
4. Villa need to let the hand-break off. And quickly.
Stumbling to defeat against West Brom, Aston Villa sank back in to the danger zone on Saturday after a promising couple of results. The problem with Villa clearly isn’t the defence. Indeed, Paul Lambert is almost the anti Brendan Rodgers. Having taking a series of rough diamonds and youth players and consistently organised them into a solid, coherent, defensive unit; the problem with Villa is very much at the other end of the pitch. Since the start of last season, Villa have now played 54 games and scored a paltry 49 goals. Most of those goals have come through the power of Benteke or the pace of Agbonlahor. Without those two Villa look like a side who can’t buy a goal. Lambert seems permanently attracted to midfielders who hustle and bustle but don’t create anything, instead relying on width through a 4-3-3 formation that he almost never tinkers with. Villa can be a threat on the counter, and it’s not a surprise that they’ve done okay against teams which dominate possession. When they come up against anyone else however, they struggle badly possessing almost nobody who can take the game to the opposition. They probably won’t get relegated and they certainly won’t win anything, but over the course of the last two years Villa are, by every statistic going, the most boring team in the land. Come on Paul… let’s have a bit of fun eh.
5. QPR at home is the cure to any teams blues.
Everton's home form has been nothing to shout home about. They have toiled against some of the lesser lights and conceded a hat-ful against the big boys. So there was no better cure to that then the fixture calender handing them three points with the visit of QPR. Deprived of the only player in their team who can score, Rangers were neat, tidy and ultimately useless for most of the game. For Everton, Ross Barkley was superb in a deeper role, capping his performance with a spectaular strike come suspiciously dramatic own goal. Strange then, that following the third goal QPR had scored on Everton's behalf, the home team seemingly completely and utterly gave up. For the 10 minutes following the goal Rangers had 86% possession. Which is ridiculous for the worst away team in the league who do not in anyway play a passing game. Everton's pass completion for the last half hour was less than 80% and we witnessed the bizarre scene of home fans booing their team despite having already comfortably won the match. QPR did eventually score following some poor defensive work and then the rest of the game was played out as if everyone just wanted to forget about it all. Which given what the result did for my fantasy football team, frankly included me.
Stumbling to defeat against West Brom, Aston Villa sank back in to the danger zone on Saturday after a promising couple of results. The problem with Villa clearly isn’t the defence. Indeed, Paul Lambert is almost the anti Brendan Rodgers. Having taking a series of rough diamonds and youth players and consistently organised them into a solid, coherent, defensive unit; the problem with Villa is very much at the other end of the pitch. Since the start of last season, Villa have now played 54 games and scored a paltry 49 goals. Most of those goals have come through the power of Benteke or the pace of Agbonlahor. Without those two Villa look like a side who can’t buy a goal. Lambert seems permanently attracted to midfielders who hustle and bustle but don’t create anything, instead relying on width through a 4-3-3 formation that he almost never tinkers with. Villa can be a threat on the counter, and it’s not a surprise that they’ve done okay against teams which dominate possession. When they come up against anyone else however, they struggle badly possessing almost nobody who can take the game to the opposition. They probably won’t get relegated and they certainly won’t win anything, but over the course of the last two years Villa are, by every statistic going, the most boring team in the land. Come on Paul… let’s have a bit of fun eh.
5. QPR at home is the cure to any teams blues.
Everton's home form has been nothing to shout home about. They have toiled against some of the lesser lights and conceded a hat-ful against the big boys. So there was no better cure to that then the fixture calender handing them three points with the visit of QPR. Deprived of the only player in their team who can score, Rangers were neat, tidy and ultimately useless for most of the game. For Everton, Ross Barkley was superb in a deeper role, capping his performance with a spectaular strike come suspiciously dramatic own goal. Strange then, that following the third goal QPR had scored on Everton's behalf, the home team seemingly completely and utterly gave up. For the 10 minutes following the goal Rangers had 86% possession. Which is ridiculous for the worst away team in the league who do not in anyway play a passing game. Everton's pass completion for the last half hour was less than 80% and we witnessed the bizarre scene of home fans booing their team despite having already comfortably won the match. QPR did eventually score following some poor defensive work and then the rest of the game was played out as if everyone just wanted to forget about it all. Which given what the result did for my fantasy football team, frankly included me.
Team of the Weak:
Jones – Hopeless, lacking in organisation and ability. Looked every bit the third choice keeper he by rights should be.
Coloccini – Torn apart by Arsenal’s pace, power and ability.
Cahill – Should have been sent off. Twice.
Cahill – Should have been sent off. Twice.
Clyne – Has been superb this year, but horrible error gifted Burnley a goal and was shut down going forward.
Bartley – Looked shaky and helped allow Spurs to bundle in a winner.
Lallana – Ghosted around creating
little and hauled off yet again at half time. Has not been the start to
his Liverpool career he would have dreamed about.
Willian – Next to Oscar, Fabregas and Hazard most players look pretty ordinary, but surely Andre Schurrle deserves more chances?
Cleverely – Pass left. Pass right. Run a bit. Wonder how much your stock has fallen in 2 years.
Cleverely – Pass left. Pass right. Run a bit. Wonder how much your stock has fallen in 2 years.
Sterling – Missed chance, after chance, after chance, after chance. Looked like he might cry.
Pelle – Has now statistically missed more chances than any player in the league. Saints need him firing again and fast.
Altidore – But he’s still miles,
miles, miles, miles better than Jozy, 1 Sunderland goal in 2065 minutes
(two thousand and sixty five) Altidore.
Two. Thousand. And. Sixty. Five. Minutes.
Apparently Burnley are interested…
What you may have missed:
Sports
Personality of the Year, Tom Huddlestone getting suspended for 4 games
for showing Chelsea what an actual tackle looks like, Man City having
not a single fit striker until the January sales, Jozy Altidore missing
an open goal from
six yards, Liverpool trying to defend, Oliver Giroud resembling an
actual world class number 9, Santi Cazorla resembling an actual world
class number 8, Spurs absolutely robbing Swansea of any points and Peter
Crouch, still rumbling on, still scoring goals
and closing in on his Premier League century of strikes. And there are
some stellar names in that list. Shearer. Cole. Henry. Fowler. Drogba.
Heskey…
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Monday, 8 December 2014
Five Things We Learnt From The Premier League This Weekend
1. Sometimes a statistic is all you need.
I could sit here all night and type about the collective ineptitude of Arsenal, the regressing tactics, the lack of fight, heart or defensive ability. I could give you twenty reasons right here, right now, that every single match that Arsenal still have Wenger at the helm sets them further... and further... and further back. But I won’t. I will just sit back and quote one single statistic. In 90 minutes against Stoke this Saturday, Arsenal made just one successful tackle.
One. (1)
Put simply, that is utterly extraordinary.
2. The invincibles talk can finally end.
Talking of going unbeaten for the season in November is premature at the best of times, so it was a bit of a relief to finally park that bus this Saturday as Jose and his Chelsea troops lost their mojo once again in the North East. Feebly trying to deflect his teams performance with fabricated ball-boy yarns, this was a bad day at the office for Chelsea and one that temporarily blew open the title race. I say temporarily, because despite City winning, the sight of Sergio Aguero clutching his knee and spending a month (at best) on the sidelines was probably more of a blow than losing the match would have been. City have an easy winter run and will hope that their spine is fit and fighting again in January. If not, it’s likely that Chelsea’s defeat will only be significant in ending their long winning run, rather than stopping their dull and relentless quest to the title.
3. West Ham won. Again.
Okay then, I put this off last week with good humour, but West Ham are playing lovely football, varying their tactics and winning games with style and grace. It’s probably time to stop taking the piss, hoping to God that it stops and actually give them some credit. What’s brilliant about West Ham this season is the variety in which they are attacking. It’s hard to think of any club (Man City maybe) who can boast three strikers with such uniquely different skill sets. The pace, power, creativity and arial expertise of Valencia, Sakho and Andy Carroll are causing havoc with the contrasting ways in which they can be used to breakdown opposition. Behind them, Stewart Downing is reborn and Alex Song the signing of the summer. Defensively West Ham are as solid as ever, although it’s a bit strange to see Carl Jenkinson doing so well whilst his apparent replacement, Calum Chambers, continues to toil at Arsenal. Fair play Sam, this is the manager who did such a good job at Bolton before he became typecast as a boring, relegation saving journeyman. West Ham won’t still be 3rd or 4th come May, but so far it looks like it might actually be entertaining seeing them try.
4. Spurs need to up the tempo.
Spurs home form this season has been largely dreadful. They have lost half their matches and are scoring barely a goal a game. Held by Crystal Palace this weekend, the most talked about moment of the match was a piece of skill by an opposition player by his own corner flag. The team has been rotated at will, the tactics varied seemingly at random, but the real take home point is that Spurs just aren’t playing the sort of high tempo game you would expect. The current team is incomparable to what they were under Redknapp, and certainly nothing like the Southampton side that got their manager the gig in the first place. Sherwood has spoken at length of a poor mentality from his time there, and notably about how slow Spurs were to start matches. That trend is showing no signs of stopping. At home Spurs seem to be just passing it around and hoping they’ll score. They need to be grabbing games by the scruff of the net and wanting the three points. They have won just 6 of their first 15 matches, the same as Swansea and Newcastle. For a team with delusions of a Champions League finish, that is simply not good enough.
5. Leicester are in real trouble.
It is now ten games since Leicester defeated Manchester United in the game of the season so far. Ten games that have seen 8 defeats and 2 draws. They have conceded 18 goals in that time and scored just 6. They currently look a team bereft of confidence and it’s impossible to see where the next win is coming from. In truth, the 2-1 defeat by Aston Villa, the worst home team in the league, flattered them hugely. Villa battered them for much of the match and but for errant finishing and brilliant goalkeeping it could have been a slaughter. Pearson deserves time to turn it around but he needs to make his side harder to beat before concentrating on matters further up the field. Man City rocking up on Saturday probably isn’t going to help matters. But then we’ve said that before this season...
Team of the Weak:
Fabianski - erratic and sketchy performance that culminated in a red card. Never ideal.
Chambers - absolutely awful from start to finish, would have made the team even without the red card. Looked like a pub player.
McNair - An actual pub player, hauled off after half an hour of multiple errors.
Mertesacker - World Cup Winning defender beginning to look like a typo. Is exactly the sort of leaderless leader you expect of a current Arsene Wenger team.
Konchesky - torn apart by Gabby all match, then sent off for presumably telling Alan Hutton what we’d all been thinking.
Barry - looked badly off the pace and committed multiple fouls and misplaced passes. Still made more successful tackles than entire Arsenal team.
Fellaini - Absolute toilet. This was the Fellaini of last season right when nobody wanted to see him again.
Fabregas - Sometimes, even the greats have off days. Still got an assist...
Mason - Um, does anyone know why this lad is starting games?
Costa - is becoming a little bit of a home, flat track bully. Since Everton, has been awful in every away game he’s played.
Anichebe - One of those players where the word “striker” really needs to be in inverted commas.
What you may have missed:
Any goals at Hull. Any goals at Liverpool. Any goals at Spurs. Man City scoring early and then just conserving their energy ready for Wednesday night. Everton letting Man City score early and then inexplicably allowing them to conserve their energy for Wednesday night. Charlie Austin making a goal, scoring a goal and then getting sent off. The sight of thousands of fantasy football managers who had captained Augero hurling something at the TV. Liverpool keeping another clean sheet. But it being against Sunderland so not actually counting. Burnley not scoring in a match. Bristol City leaving it until injury time to see off non-league Telford. And finally, Ronaldo... and Messi, both scoring hat-tricks yet again. 44 between them now in the last six or seven seasons. To put that into perspective, that’s the same number that has been scored in the ENTIRE of the Premier League in the past four and a bit seasons. Silly really.
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I could sit here all night and type about the collective ineptitude of Arsenal, the regressing tactics, the lack of fight, heart or defensive ability. I could give you twenty reasons right here, right now, that every single match that Arsenal still have Wenger at the helm sets them further... and further... and further back. But I won’t. I will just sit back and quote one single statistic. In 90 minutes against Stoke this Saturday, Arsenal made just one successful tackle.
One. (1)
Put simply, that is utterly extraordinary.
2. The invincibles talk can finally end.
Talking of going unbeaten for the season in November is premature at the best of times, so it was a bit of a relief to finally park that bus this Saturday as Jose and his Chelsea troops lost their mojo once again in the North East. Feebly trying to deflect his teams performance with fabricated ball-boy yarns, this was a bad day at the office for Chelsea and one that temporarily blew open the title race. I say temporarily, because despite City winning, the sight of Sergio Aguero clutching his knee and spending a month (at best) on the sidelines was probably more of a blow than losing the match would have been. City have an easy winter run and will hope that their spine is fit and fighting again in January. If not, it’s likely that Chelsea’s defeat will only be significant in ending their long winning run, rather than stopping their dull and relentless quest to the title.
3. West Ham won. Again.
Okay then, I put this off last week with good humour, but West Ham are playing lovely football, varying their tactics and winning games with style and grace. It’s probably time to stop taking the piss, hoping to God that it stops and actually give them some credit. What’s brilliant about West Ham this season is the variety in which they are attacking. It’s hard to think of any club (Man City maybe) who can boast three strikers with such uniquely different skill sets. The pace, power, creativity and arial expertise of Valencia, Sakho and Andy Carroll are causing havoc with the contrasting ways in which they can be used to breakdown opposition. Behind them, Stewart Downing is reborn and Alex Song the signing of the summer. Defensively West Ham are as solid as ever, although it’s a bit strange to see Carl Jenkinson doing so well whilst his apparent replacement, Calum Chambers, continues to toil at Arsenal. Fair play Sam, this is the manager who did such a good job at Bolton before he became typecast as a boring, relegation saving journeyman. West Ham won’t still be 3rd or 4th come May, but so far it looks like it might actually be entertaining seeing them try.
4. Spurs need to up the tempo.
Spurs home form this season has been largely dreadful. They have lost half their matches and are scoring barely a goal a game. Held by Crystal Palace this weekend, the most talked about moment of the match was a piece of skill by an opposition player by his own corner flag. The team has been rotated at will, the tactics varied seemingly at random, but the real take home point is that Spurs just aren’t playing the sort of high tempo game you would expect. The current team is incomparable to what they were under Redknapp, and certainly nothing like the Southampton side that got their manager the gig in the first place. Sherwood has spoken at length of a poor mentality from his time there, and notably about how slow Spurs were to start matches. That trend is showing no signs of stopping. At home Spurs seem to be just passing it around and hoping they’ll score. They need to be grabbing games by the scruff of the net and wanting the three points. They have won just 6 of their first 15 matches, the same as Swansea and Newcastle. For a team with delusions of a Champions League finish, that is simply not good enough.
5. Leicester are in real trouble.
It is now ten games since Leicester defeated Manchester United in the game of the season so far. Ten games that have seen 8 defeats and 2 draws. They have conceded 18 goals in that time and scored just 6. They currently look a team bereft of confidence and it’s impossible to see where the next win is coming from. In truth, the 2-1 defeat by Aston Villa, the worst home team in the league, flattered them hugely. Villa battered them for much of the match and but for errant finishing and brilliant goalkeeping it could have been a slaughter. Pearson deserves time to turn it around but he needs to make his side harder to beat before concentrating on matters further up the field. Man City rocking up on Saturday probably isn’t going to help matters. But then we’ve said that before this season...
Team of the Weak:
Fabianski - erratic and sketchy performance that culminated in a red card. Never ideal.
Chambers - absolutely awful from start to finish, would have made the team even without the red card. Looked like a pub player.
McNair - An actual pub player, hauled off after half an hour of multiple errors.
Mertesacker - World Cup Winning defender beginning to look like a typo. Is exactly the sort of leaderless leader you expect of a current Arsene Wenger team.
Konchesky - torn apart by Gabby all match, then sent off for presumably telling Alan Hutton what we’d all been thinking.
Barry - looked badly off the pace and committed multiple fouls and misplaced passes. Still made more successful tackles than entire Arsenal team.
Fellaini - Absolute toilet. This was the Fellaini of last season right when nobody wanted to see him again.
Fabregas - Sometimes, even the greats have off days. Still got an assist...
Mason - Um, does anyone know why this lad is starting games?
Costa - is becoming a little bit of a home, flat track bully. Since Everton, has been awful in every away game he’s played.
Anichebe - One of those players where the word “striker” really needs to be in inverted commas.
What you may have missed:
Any goals at Hull. Any goals at Liverpool. Any goals at Spurs. Man City scoring early and then just conserving their energy ready for Wednesday night. Everton letting Man City score early and then inexplicably allowing them to conserve their energy for Wednesday night. Charlie Austin making a goal, scoring a goal and then getting sent off. The sight of thousands of fantasy football managers who had captained Augero hurling something at the TV. Liverpool keeping another clean sheet. But it being against Sunderland so not actually counting. Burnley not scoring in a match. Bristol City leaving it until injury time to see off non-league Telford. And finally, Ronaldo... and Messi, both scoring hat-tricks yet again. 44 between them now in the last six or seven seasons. To put that into perspective, that’s the same number that has been scored in the ENTIRE of the Premier League in the past four and a bit seasons. Silly really.
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Sunday, 30 November 2014
Five Things We Learnt From The Premier League This Weekend
1. Loftus Road was the place to be
The game of the week was served up not at Old Trafford, Anfield or White Hart Lane, but at the home of Queens Park Rangers who hosted their promoted cousins and now relegation rivals, Leicester City. A five goal thriller which had the usual ingredients of a classic. Superb goals, comical own goals, end to end stuff, fluent attacking football, hopeless defending, copious bookings and fine saves. All it lacked was a red card. These clubs have gone in different directions since that fateful victory over Manchester United. Rangers have grown into the league and whilst still in the relegation zone, a winter fixture list which is considerably easier than the Autumn one they were given, should enable them to slowly climb a compact table. Leicester on the other hand, have just 2 points from a possible 24 since thumping United. They have plummeted to the bottom of the table, look clueless at the back and lack organisation and hope. Pulis has already been mentioned. It’s that sort of league...
2. LVG is finally starting to stamp his authority
Despite the sight of Angel Di Maria clutching his hamstring and departing the field the 41st United player injured this season, things are finally starting to look up under Louis Van Gaal. Back to back victories are always welcome but it was the manner of the performance here that impressed. For the first time this season United played like the team we had got used to under the Ferguson era. They pressed, harried but above all controlled and dominated possession and launched waves of attacks upon Hull’s fragile defence. Far from the finished article, any team that includes Chris Smalling looks vulnerable and the decision to go into the season with two, injury prone specialist full backs and a shed load of wingers as cover always looked suspect. But this was much more like it. For the first time in 18th months the prospect of 4th looked vaguely likely rather than a pipe dream.
3. West Ham won
I’m contractually obliged to do at least one article per team per season so here is my token nod to West Ham. They won. They didn’t concede. The match was turgid other than an hilarious red card. Their two main strikers were injured though and they have a £35m donkey up front again. Yawn this is so boring. Let’s liven it up by quoting from the website of David Gold, their chairman, instead. Which is written entirely in the third person. By himself.
“With his great acumen, there was nothing Gold wouldn’t do for success”
Really David, nothing?
“Keen for others not to benefit from flying him around Europe, Gold Air International was set up, chartering jet travel to the rich and the famous”
What? You total prick.
“David won the Gozo Beacon in 1979”
This is what it’s all about right here.
“The publishing of Gold’s book, “Solid Gold” won a significant personal battle over his despised father”
Moving on...
4. Saints finally humbled
Southampton’s superb run finally ended today as City rocked up, got a man sent off and then proceeded to batter them during a second half which was pretty much the equivalent of spanking someone for getting too big for their boots. Ya Ya Toure’s form seems finally to have come to life in time for the long Winter and up front, the imperious Sergio Aguero continues to border on the unplayable. He should have had another hat trick here, but was denied by the referee, Fraser Forster and finally himself by falling over. He had to settle then, for two well crafted assists that helped his team back up to second in the table and likely to remain in a futile, cyclical weekly loop where they will find themselves never, ever catching Chelsea. As for Saints, chin up, it’s Arsenal next. And anyone can score against them.
Well, except West Brom apparently.
Team of the Weak:
McGregor - Didn’t inspire confidence in the defence. Probably because there was none.
Morgan - Own goal, average rearguard performance, I can’t spell the name of the bloke who plays along side him. But...
Him - You get the picture. Wazialiwsi? Wasikwillie? Passamaquoddy?
Chiriches - A sham of a defender, let alone a right back. Somehow finished on the winning team.
Yoshida - Came on at half time for Schneiderlin and was torn apart.
Tadic - Early season promise has faded into passing the ball six yards and then standing still, or over hitting crosses into the keeper.
Matic - Never really got to grips with the absolute force of nature that is Lee Catermole. Booked for cynical foul.
Sissoko - In fairness to the lad, if you’re gonna kick the ball away on the way to a red card, REALLY kick it away. You go mate.
Arnautovic - Showed great promise last season and looked a shrewd signing. Now is worse than Charlie Adam. Without the ability to strike a dead ball. Or eat pies.
Costa - Should have been sent off, misses the next match, caused people captaining him at fantasy football to swear, kick and probably cry.
Pelle - Hasn’t scored in five league games and looks like he’s permanently carrying a knock. Might just need a break.
What you may have missed:
The fifth point in this blog, a thrilling midlands Derby at Turf Moor, Paul Ince wearing what appeared to be a glittering cardigan on Match of the Day, Liverpool actually not conceding a goal, Diego Costa not getting sent off trying to drop kick John O’Shea in the head, Lee Catermole outplaying Cesc Fabregas, Liverpool actually not conceding a goal, Spurs winning after a Europa league match, Arsenal not conceding a goal on the counter attack and I know I’ve said it twice now but one more time... I mean fuck me folks... Liverpool actually kept a clean fucking sheet.
And fucking Glen Johnson scored! I mean whatever next!? Spurs finish 4th and DON’T sack a manager midseason? Come on now...
https://twitter.com/HinduMonkey
The game of the week was served up not at Old Trafford, Anfield or White Hart Lane, but at the home of Queens Park Rangers who hosted their promoted cousins and now relegation rivals, Leicester City. A five goal thriller which had the usual ingredients of a classic. Superb goals, comical own goals, end to end stuff, fluent attacking football, hopeless defending, copious bookings and fine saves. All it lacked was a red card. These clubs have gone in different directions since that fateful victory over Manchester United. Rangers have grown into the league and whilst still in the relegation zone, a winter fixture list which is considerably easier than the Autumn one they were given, should enable them to slowly climb a compact table. Leicester on the other hand, have just 2 points from a possible 24 since thumping United. They have plummeted to the bottom of the table, look clueless at the back and lack organisation and hope. Pulis has already been mentioned. It’s that sort of league...
2. LVG is finally starting to stamp his authority
Despite the sight of Angel Di Maria clutching his hamstring and departing the field the 41st United player injured this season, things are finally starting to look up under Louis Van Gaal. Back to back victories are always welcome but it was the manner of the performance here that impressed. For the first time this season United played like the team we had got used to under the Ferguson era. They pressed, harried but above all controlled and dominated possession and launched waves of attacks upon Hull’s fragile defence. Far from the finished article, any team that includes Chris Smalling looks vulnerable and the decision to go into the season with two, injury prone specialist full backs and a shed load of wingers as cover always looked suspect. But this was much more like it. For the first time in 18th months the prospect of 4th looked vaguely likely rather than a pipe dream.
3. West Ham won
I’m contractually obliged to do at least one article per team per season so here is my token nod to West Ham. They won. They didn’t concede. The match was turgid other than an hilarious red card. Their two main strikers were injured though and they have a £35m donkey up front again. Yawn this is so boring. Let’s liven it up by quoting from the website of David Gold, their chairman, instead. Which is written entirely in the third person. By himself.
“With his great acumen, there was nothing Gold wouldn’t do for success”
Really David, nothing?
“Keen for others not to benefit from flying him around Europe, Gold Air International was set up, chartering jet travel to the rich and the famous”
What? You total prick.
“David won the Gozo Beacon in 1979”
This is what it’s all about right here.
“The publishing of Gold’s book, “Solid Gold” won a significant personal battle over his despised father”
Moving on...
4. Saints finally humbled
Southampton’s superb run finally ended today as City rocked up, got a man sent off and then proceeded to batter them during a second half which was pretty much the equivalent of spanking someone for getting too big for their boots. Ya Ya Toure’s form seems finally to have come to life in time for the long Winter and up front, the imperious Sergio Aguero continues to border on the unplayable. He should have had another hat trick here, but was denied by the referee, Fraser Forster and finally himself by falling over. He had to settle then, for two well crafted assists that helped his team back up to second in the table and likely to remain in a futile, cyclical weekly loop where they will find themselves never, ever catching Chelsea. As for Saints, chin up, it’s Arsenal next. And anyone can score against them.
Well, except West Brom apparently.
Team of the Weak:
McGregor - Didn’t inspire confidence in the defence. Probably because there was none.
Morgan - Own goal, average rearguard performance, I can’t spell the name of the bloke who plays along side him. But...
Him - You get the picture. Wazialiwsi? Wasikwillie? Passamaquoddy?
Chiriches - A sham of a defender, let alone a right back. Somehow finished on the winning team.
Yoshida - Came on at half time for Schneiderlin and was torn apart.
Tadic - Early season promise has faded into passing the ball six yards and then standing still, or over hitting crosses into the keeper.
Matic - Never really got to grips with the absolute force of nature that is Lee Catermole. Booked for cynical foul.
Sissoko - In fairness to the lad, if you’re gonna kick the ball away on the way to a red card, REALLY kick it away. You go mate.
Arnautovic - Showed great promise last season and looked a shrewd signing. Now is worse than Charlie Adam. Without the ability to strike a dead ball. Or eat pies.
Costa - Should have been sent off, misses the next match, caused people captaining him at fantasy football to swear, kick and probably cry.
Pelle - Hasn’t scored in five league games and looks like he’s permanently carrying a knock. Might just need a break.
What you may have missed:
The fifth point in this blog, a thrilling midlands Derby at Turf Moor, Paul Ince wearing what appeared to be a glittering cardigan on Match of the Day, Liverpool actually not conceding a goal, Diego Costa not getting sent off trying to drop kick John O’Shea in the head, Lee Catermole outplaying Cesc Fabregas, Liverpool actually not conceding a goal, Spurs winning after a Europa league match, Arsenal not conceding a goal on the counter attack and I know I’ve said it twice now but one more time... I mean fuck me folks... Liverpool actually kept a clean fucking sheet.
And fucking Glen Johnson scored! I mean whatever next!? Spurs finish 4th and DON’T sack a manager midseason? Come on now...
https://twitter.com/HinduMonkey
Sunday, 23 November 2014
Five Things We Learnt - apparently...
Sometimes, you have to go back to go forwards. Although not quite that far back Arsene...
1. Will the real striker at the Emirates, please stand up.
Amongst all the drama, comedy and collective ineptitude on show this Saturday teatime, there was a subplot of striking fortune that never really threatened to spill over in to the currency of goals. Much has been written about both Van Persie and Welbeck in the past few weeks and it is the latter who I’d like to tackle from a different angle. Van Persie’s diminishing threat can be illustrated simply by the fact he touched the ball 9 times in open play. The same number of saves that his keeper made. All of which makes the decision to sell a forward with genuine pace and power more of a mystery than ever. The enigma of Welbeck is that he was both a bad signing, a good signing, a bad transfer and a good one as well. The problem with Welbeck isn’t the goals he scores, it isn’t even how to use him, it’s getting over the infatuation with where to use him and how many goals he scores. Making sense? Probably not. So let me put it another way. Danny Welbeck is best, playing wide in a narrow 4-3-3 with overlapping full backs. His best performances for Sunderland, Man Utd and early on for England, didn’t come playing as a number 9 or 10 but when he could stretch opposition defences with runs into the channels and create space for a genuine number 9 to exploit. None of this has changed other than the fact that Welbeck wants to play as a number 9. Well so does Theo Walcott. So does John Terry. It doesn’t mean they belong there. You see, it doesn’t matter if Welbeck scores 10 goals or 15 goals as the central striker. It doesn’t matter if he bags a brace against the might of Latvia. What matters is that he is not and never will be a central striker who scores 30 goals plus. Look around Danny. You’re not Aguero. You’re not Suarez. You’re not Benzema. You’re not even Wayne Rooney. What you are, is a superb footballer who has many assets that can be used to the benefit of your team. Man up, move out wide and let’s end this debate once and for all. Although it’s nice to talk about Arsenal and not just rant about Wenger’s tactics as usual.
I MEAN COME ON ARSENE NINE PLAYERS AHEAD OF THE BALL! AGAIN! NINE!? WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU MAN!!??
Petit... Vieira... it’s like it was all a dream.
2. Newcastle can’t stop winning.
Five wins in a row and one goal conceded, few managers have shown how fickle fans can be and how form is completely and utterly temporary than Alan Pardew. Newcastle are on a superb run that seems unlikely to be stopped by West Ham and Burnley in the next fortnight. They are playing with the sort of confidence that was lost from their ranks earlier in the season. Pardew is many things, most of which are unprintable, but he remains a superb organiser of his troops. There is an element to a Vegas gambler about Pardew and the absurdly long winning and losing runs his teams go on. He is brilliant at keeping his players going when they are getting results but seems almost completely unable to arrest a decline until blind luck kicks in. In a league where 4th is literally anyone’s, it may be wise for Mike Ashley to ride this wave until a couple of games are lost, and then cash the hell out.
3. Liverpool are a shambles.
There is a point whereby amusing puns become pointless. Let’s not waste print here, Liverpool are currently bollocks. Crystal Palace, winless since September and managed by the Premier League equivalent of a kid in a sweetshop, swept aside the Reds of Merseyside in a tidal wave of tactical genius. Attack them. Their defence is completely shit. That’s it. You don’t even have to be clever to beat Liverpool at the moment, you just have to run a bit and get the ball near the box and sooner or later somebody will make a mistake. How much longer can Rodgers justify playing Skertel and Lovren as a pair? I’ve not seen anything as funny in Liverpool since John Bishop left for Cheshire. And Glen Johnson? Glen fucking Johnson? 847 full backs on your books and that’s your decision? Rodgers is on borrowed time. Not because he’s a bad manager, but because he’s making bad decisions. There are rumours that Rodgers has until Christmas to turn it around. Given one of their last games before the turkey is carved is Manchester United, there would be a certain irony if another manager was lost to this fixture in successive seasons.
4. Burnley are going to stay up!
Such is the short-termism of football these days, I’m actually surprised nobody has written this yet. Burnley, full of confidence from opening their win account last week, doubled their tally against a faintly hapless Stoke to move to the dizzy heights on 19th. With Danny Ings fit and firing “anything” is possible boasted Alan Shearer. It’s not though is it. Burnley are going to get relegated and anybody who loses to them at home should be ashamed of themselves. Mark Hughes. Hail the Maestro.
5. Cesc Fabregas is just playing with us.
Let’s cut straight to the chase, Cesc Fabregas completed an astonishing 144 passes against West Brom. The most in the Premier League era for a Chelsea player, the most since Paul Scholes hung up his boots and the third highest in a top flight English match since records began. That’s a pass completed every 37.5 seconds. Or, given the ball is in play for an average of 65% of the time in a match, a pass completed every 24.5 seconds. Every 24.5 seconds? A magnificent effort I’m sure you’ll agree. Although not as magnificent as one man obviously. Delving deeper I discovered that Fabregas joined an elite club of ten players who had made 120 passes in a match more than twice in the past four years? The players? Carrick, Busquets, Toure, Verratti, Motta, Inista, Pirlo, Thiago and Alonso. Between them they have achieved this magical feat 29 times in these past four years.
The one man above them? That would be Xavi. Who managed it 24 times on his own.
In three years.
Keep going Cesc...
Team of the Weak:
Begovic - Garbage error to let Burnley score. Let Burnley score. Let Burnley score again.
Johnson - I’m just going to leave him in here until Rodgers stops picking him.
Dier - Looked terrible, fell over, booked, lasted until half time.
Skertel - Hauled attackers to the ground at will, couldn’t defend a murderer with a smoking gun in his hand, seemingly gives excellent head.
Ok that analogy makes no sense does it? Oh well, just pretend Shearer said it. Moving on...
Wilshire - Missed a sitter, headbutted Fellaini, got injured (again).
Larsson - Did absolutely nothing for 90 minutes. Literally wanders around hoping for a free kick from 25 yards.
Moses - Dived. Shot over. Scuffed pass. Dived. Way to go.
Ramsey - Apparently on the pitch against Manchester United. I’ve yet to see photographic evidence.
Ramirez - It was a harsh red in fairness. But he’d been awful anyway. A player who has really never, ever kicked on.
Van Persie - Complete and utter toilet.
Ulloa - Starting to look like a League One player again by the week...
What you may have missed:
West Ham “resting” their entire front three for the big match with Newcastle next week; Ross Barkley looking irresistible until that last, pivotal moment where he actually has to pass or score; Sunderland boring everyone to death yet again; Man City stuttering past Swansea before their weekly mauling in the Champions League; QPR being bottom of the league despite having played brilliantly for six weeks; Arsenal and Liverpool fighting tooth and nail for the right to be worse than Man Utd this season and Southampton not winning a game for the first time in like forever.
Oh wait they play Monday night? Viva la Saints!
https://twitter.com/HinduMonkey
1. Will the real striker at the Emirates, please stand up.
Amongst all the drama, comedy and collective ineptitude on show this Saturday teatime, there was a subplot of striking fortune that never really threatened to spill over in to the currency of goals. Much has been written about both Van Persie and Welbeck in the past few weeks and it is the latter who I’d like to tackle from a different angle. Van Persie’s diminishing threat can be illustrated simply by the fact he touched the ball 9 times in open play. The same number of saves that his keeper made. All of which makes the decision to sell a forward with genuine pace and power more of a mystery than ever. The enigma of Welbeck is that he was both a bad signing, a good signing, a bad transfer and a good one as well. The problem with Welbeck isn’t the goals he scores, it isn’t even how to use him, it’s getting over the infatuation with where to use him and how many goals he scores. Making sense? Probably not. So let me put it another way. Danny Welbeck is best, playing wide in a narrow 4-3-3 with overlapping full backs. His best performances for Sunderland, Man Utd and early on for England, didn’t come playing as a number 9 or 10 but when he could stretch opposition defences with runs into the channels and create space for a genuine number 9 to exploit. None of this has changed other than the fact that Welbeck wants to play as a number 9. Well so does Theo Walcott. So does John Terry. It doesn’t mean they belong there. You see, it doesn’t matter if Welbeck scores 10 goals or 15 goals as the central striker. It doesn’t matter if he bags a brace against the might of Latvia. What matters is that he is not and never will be a central striker who scores 30 goals plus. Look around Danny. You’re not Aguero. You’re not Suarez. You’re not Benzema. You’re not even Wayne Rooney. What you are, is a superb footballer who has many assets that can be used to the benefit of your team. Man up, move out wide and let’s end this debate once and for all. Although it’s nice to talk about Arsenal and not just rant about Wenger’s tactics as usual.
I MEAN COME ON ARSENE NINE PLAYERS AHEAD OF THE BALL! AGAIN! NINE!? WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU MAN!!??
Petit... Vieira... it’s like it was all a dream.
2. Newcastle can’t stop winning.
Five wins in a row and one goal conceded, few managers have shown how fickle fans can be and how form is completely and utterly temporary than Alan Pardew. Newcastle are on a superb run that seems unlikely to be stopped by West Ham and Burnley in the next fortnight. They are playing with the sort of confidence that was lost from their ranks earlier in the season. Pardew is many things, most of which are unprintable, but he remains a superb organiser of his troops. There is an element to a Vegas gambler about Pardew and the absurdly long winning and losing runs his teams go on. He is brilliant at keeping his players going when they are getting results but seems almost completely unable to arrest a decline until blind luck kicks in. In a league where 4th is literally anyone’s, it may be wise for Mike Ashley to ride this wave until a couple of games are lost, and then cash the hell out.
3. Liverpool are a shambles.
There is a point whereby amusing puns become pointless. Let’s not waste print here, Liverpool are currently bollocks. Crystal Palace, winless since September and managed by the Premier League equivalent of a kid in a sweetshop, swept aside the Reds of Merseyside in a tidal wave of tactical genius. Attack them. Their defence is completely shit. That’s it. You don’t even have to be clever to beat Liverpool at the moment, you just have to run a bit and get the ball near the box and sooner or later somebody will make a mistake. How much longer can Rodgers justify playing Skertel and Lovren as a pair? I’ve not seen anything as funny in Liverpool since John Bishop left for Cheshire. And Glen Johnson? Glen fucking Johnson? 847 full backs on your books and that’s your decision? Rodgers is on borrowed time. Not because he’s a bad manager, but because he’s making bad decisions. There are rumours that Rodgers has until Christmas to turn it around. Given one of their last games before the turkey is carved is Manchester United, there would be a certain irony if another manager was lost to this fixture in successive seasons.
4. Burnley are going to stay up!
Such is the short-termism of football these days, I’m actually surprised nobody has written this yet. Burnley, full of confidence from opening their win account last week, doubled their tally against a faintly hapless Stoke to move to the dizzy heights on 19th. With Danny Ings fit and firing “anything” is possible boasted Alan Shearer. It’s not though is it. Burnley are going to get relegated and anybody who loses to them at home should be ashamed of themselves. Mark Hughes. Hail the Maestro.
5. Cesc Fabregas is just playing with us.
Let’s cut straight to the chase, Cesc Fabregas completed an astonishing 144 passes against West Brom. The most in the Premier League era for a Chelsea player, the most since Paul Scholes hung up his boots and the third highest in a top flight English match since records began. That’s a pass completed every 37.5 seconds. Or, given the ball is in play for an average of 65% of the time in a match, a pass completed every 24.5 seconds. Every 24.5 seconds? A magnificent effort I’m sure you’ll agree. Although not as magnificent as one man obviously. Delving deeper I discovered that Fabregas joined an elite club of ten players who had made 120 passes in a match more than twice in the past four years? The players? Carrick, Busquets, Toure, Verratti, Motta, Inista, Pirlo, Thiago and Alonso. Between them they have achieved this magical feat 29 times in these past four years.
The one man above them? That would be Xavi. Who managed it 24 times on his own.
In three years.
Keep going Cesc...
Team of the Weak:
Begovic - Garbage error to let Burnley score. Let Burnley score. Let Burnley score again.
Johnson - I’m just going to leave him in here until Rodgers stops picking him.
Dier - Looked terrible, fell over, booked, lasted until half time.
Skertel - Hauled attackers to the ground at will, couldn’t defend a murderer with a smoking gun in his hand, seemingly gives excellent head.
Ok that analogy makes no sense does it? Oh well, just pretend Shearer said it. Moving on...
Wilshire - Missed a sitter, headbutted Fellaini, got injured (again).
Larsson - Did absolutely nothing for 90 minutes. Literally wanders around hoping for a free kick from 25 yards.
Moses - Dived. Shot over. Scuffed pass. Dived. Way to go.
Ramsey - Apparently on the pitch against Manchester United. I’ve yet to see photographic evidence.
Ramirez - It was a harsh red in fairness. But he’d been awful anyway. A player who has really never, ever kicked on.
Van Persie - Complete and utter toilet.
Ulloa - Starting to look like a League One player again by the week...
What you may have missed:
West Ham “resting” their entire front three for the big match with Newcastle next week; Ross Barkley looking irresistible until that last, pivotal moment where he actually has to pass or score; Sunderland boring everyone to death yet again; Man City stuttering past Swansea before their weekly mauling in the Champions League; QPR being bottom of the league despite having played brilliantly for six weeks; Arsenal and Liverpool fighting tooth and nail for the right to be worse than Man Utd this season and Southampton not winning a game for the first time in like forever.
Oh wait they play Monday night? Viva la Saints!
https://twitter.com/HinduMonkey
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