Something Great

Arsene Wenger cobbled together starting lineups with spit and duct tape and Denilson and somehow the team dragged its ass over the finish line in third or fourth.

Sunday, May 4, 2008

The Greatest Ad of All Time

It's like they took a video of a dream I once had. (See a high quality version at Nike Soccer.)



I know Juan and I have been a bit lax of late, but I think that will change as school/work pressures die down. And there's so much to talk about, too: Lampard's vindication, Drogba's red-hot form, United's upcoming title, Milan's parting blow to Inter, Madrid wrapping up La Liga. And of course, the forthcoming Euros. So stay tuned.

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Where Was This?

It's another short post, and I assure you this blog is not devolving into short one subject paragraphs, but the readers of TLOCA must watch the Derby - Arsenal highlights.

Not for the goals, not for the assists, but for the dancing.

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For those of you at work, unfortunately, sound is a must. So pull out your headphones (it's brief), fast forward to the 4:00 mark and listen to Tim Caple poke fun at Eboue and Adebayor as they dance.

The first "rehersal" is understandable, enjoyable, nice to see if you're an Arsenal fan. The second one though, at the 5:00 mark, is absolutely terrifying. There is no script and something very pressing in the back of my mind tells me that this is how Adebayor dances when he's out on the town. It must be something about the slow motion because if you really try hard enough, you can picture him in the middle of a crowd confounding the honored guest.

If your reaction was similar to mine, then it's sort of like getting a glimpse of what Norah Jones might be like when no one else is watching. Except you end up watching. Wouldn't that be jaw-dropping?

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After the dust settled and I thought some more about what I saw in the smiles of that Arsenal team, I kept coming back to one question. Where the hell was this?

It's so clear to me now than it was before that the pressure of being on top got to these kids. They faced adversity and suddenly the dancing stopped and the smiles faded. Adebayor went from dancing like a fool and not caring, to talking noise at the fans (Liverpool). Gallas' shit-eating grin from a botched pass gone right, went to collapsing at midfield after dropping one point. Van Persie came back as the answer we needed instead of that pretty boy that can play.

They took the game too seriously and the title started meaning too much. The same might be happening to Manchester United right now and they'll learn too - that can't happen. We're in the era of the underdog and the team that has nothing to lose sometimes ends up winning it all. In the censored words of Nelly, "change the game, don't let the game change you."

Monday, April 28, 2008

Good Timing

In case you hadn't seen it already, here is the list of players who made the Professional Footballers' Association (PFA) Team of the Year

PFA Premier League Team of the Year:
David James (Portsmouth)
Bacary Sagna (Arsenal)
Rio Ferdinand (Man Utd)
Nemanja Vidic (Man Utd)
Gael Clichy (Arsenal)
Steven Gerrard (Liverpool)
Cesc Fabregas (Arsenal)
Cristiano Ronaldo (Man Utd)
Ashley Young (Aston Villa)
Emmanuel Adebayor (Arsenal)
Fernando Torres (Liverpool)

Some thoughts - Notice how no Chelsea players made it and both my favs Clichy (take that Jim) and Sagna did. This could end up being a little bit odd for Chelsea if they win the Premiership and none of their guys would start on the all-EPL team.
I was fairly alarmed when I saw Plaxico Burress on the list. Rest assured though that Ade is back to his old self after his mid-season transformation into the Randy Moss of the Premier League. He had Jim and I pretty excited and the phrase, "next level" was used at least 30 times in every one of our conversations. Now we sigh that many times.

Does anyone else find it a tad awkward that Fabregas (20) won the "Young" player award and Cristiano (23) won the POY award. Is 23 old? Is Cristi not allowed to win both awards? Props for Fab anyway.

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

ZZZ...
























Yes, yes, I know. European tactics and whatnot. But that was one of the worst games I've ever seen. Aside from Ronaldo's missed penalty (evidently Sir Alex needs to fine-tune his robot), a couple half-chances for Barca, and some half-hearted debate about the referee's decisions, there was absolutely nothing to keep my attention. Awful.

Instead, I'd like to offer this story which possesses quite possibly the best headline I've seen in years. Discuss.

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Episode III: The Empire's Last Chance














When Roman Abramovich brought in Jose Mourinho in 2004, he wasn't thinking about winning the Premiership. I mean, of course he was thinking about it, but that wasn't the reason for hiring Mourinho in particular. The man replaced at Chelsea by the "special one" was Claudio Ranieri, an excellent manager now plying his trade with some club in Italy. Ranieri had built an incredibly solid foundation for his successor, developing young talents like Frank Lampard and John Terry while bringing in names like Petr Cech, William Gallas, Arjen Robben, Claude Makelele, Joe Cole, and Wayne Bridge. And though he finished second in his last season with the club, it was only because he ran into Wenger's perfect storm of 2003-2004, Arsenal's unbeaten squad. It was pretty clear that the Blues would be perennial contenders for a few years to come, regardless of who was managing.

Mourinho was hired with one job to do: win the Champions League. He'd done it only the year before with Porto, and the year before that picked up a UEFA Cup, thus demonstrating what was thought at the time to be the skills of a big tournament specialist. In his first season, Jose took the heavily favored Blues to the semifinals, where they were narrowly edged by Liverpool, on their way to a famous win in Istanbul. The next year, they were knocked out by a red-hot Barcelona side that would go on to win it. And last time around, it was Liverpool again who dashed their hopes as Pepe Reina stopped just about everything that came his way. This season, it wasn't league form that got Mourinho the ax, it was dismal CL performances in the group stages. Two League Titles, two League Cups, an FA Cup, and a Community Shield? Roman told him just where he could stick those.

Now, Avram Grant has the unenviable task of getting Roman's true mission accomplished. And honestly, I think this may be their last real chance for a while. They're mounting a surprising title challenge, but the sentiment among many seems to be that Chelsea may be in trouble when the summer comes. Drogba will almost certainly leave, and others are still smarting over the circumstances surrounding Mourinho's exit. Cole (Joe, not the worthless Ashley) has been excellent, Carvalho is a rock, Essien still gives his all, and Ballack has had his moments, but the rest of the squad has shown signs of age and/or decline. Yes, Roman has billions, but it takes time to adapt to the English game, and some never will (ahem, Sheva). Next year, I wouldn't be surprised to see them have a season a la AC Milan this year. They're going to have to do it the hard way (the red thorn in their side, and then Barca or United), but if they really want to win the CL, the time is now and the way begins with an away goal at Anfield.

Monday, April 21, 2008

Oh You're So Silent Jim

And for good reason. If I thought Arsenal's "disaster week" from February 2007 was bad (knocked out by PSV in CL, Chelsea in CC, Blackburn in FA), the football gods found a new way to torment me with the double whammy of Liverpool and United ensuring an empty trophy cabinet. Of course, I thought I wouldn't ever want to watch soccer again, let alone update TLoCA, but we all know the beautiful game cannot be resisted for long. In my absence, I've had a chance to do a lot of thinking, and though there are three games remaining, I give you...

Jim's 2007-2008 EPL All-Star Team

When I first drew it up, I had a few biases I was consciously avoiding. One was the instant temptation to overload with Arsenal players (I obviously see them in action more than any others). The other was to exclude players from teams outside the Big Four of United, Chelsea, Arsenal, and Liverpool, because again, I usually tune in to watch the big matches.

However, the more I thought about it, the more I realized my concerns were unwarranted. Because I see Arsenal players so often, I suppose I sometimes have a tendency to glorify their contributions, but on the flipside, I'm also acutely aware of their shortcomings. This, I think, balances out in my choices. And as for the Big Four, I realized that it didn't make any sense to overcompensate with players from smaller teams because often, they simply aren't as good. There's a reason the league is dominated by four teams, and it's because they have the best players. Period. So without further ado:

GK: David James (Portsmouth). At the beginning of the year, it seemed a certainty that Pepe Reina, Petr Cech, and maybe even Jens Lehmann would be battling for this honor. However, Reina has been very inconsistent, Cech has been plagued with injuries, and Lehmann rode the bench after horrorshow (I actually screamed) mistakes against Fulham and Blackburn to start the season. Through it all, James has been a model of consistency and leadership for a solid Pompey side, has won back a starting place in the England national squad for his efforts, and even made the shortlist for PFA Player of the Season.

RB: Bacary Sagna (Arsenal). Arsenal supporters were all disappointed when Wenger's "big" off-season signings consisted of this man and Croatian striker Eduardo. I think everyone's tune has changed now. If there were an award for "best transition to the English game," I think the shortlist would consist of him and a certain Spaniard to be named later in this column. And that's it. His defense was almost flawless, but even more valuable was his ability to perform like a second Clichy on the right flank. The two of them overlapping and dribbling past defenders gave Arsenal so many attacking approach options, and it wasn't a coincidence that Arsenal's defense immediately fell apart when he was injured against Chelsea.

CB: Rio Ferdinand (Manchester United). Everyone knew he had natural talent and athletic ability, but after his legal troubles (drunk-driving, failed drug test, etc.) and with his goofy appearance, I've always found it difficult to take him seriously. No longer. He's played like a man possessed, his positioning has improved dramatically, and he's been rewarded with a captain's armband for England and a new big money contract. United have conceded only 19 goals all season, and the credit is really due to Rio and his rock-solid partnership with Nemanja "he'll f**kin' murder ya" Vidic.

CB: Micah Richards (Manchester City). Richard Dunne, the great atmosphere at the City of Manchester Stadium, and the early form of Elano certainly helped, but probably the biggest reason for Citeh's hot start to the season came from this young man. Though he was sidelined for the remainder of the season in February, his tireless and inspired play (one of the best tacklers I've seen) and his ability to play several different positions on the pitch gets him the nod alongside Rio in the heart of defense.

LB: Patrice Evra (Manchester United). He barely edges out Arsenal's Hurricane Clichy for this honor, though it's clear that these two are head and shoulders above anyone else at their position right now. They're also extremely similar players. But while Clichy has better pace bringing the ball up the wing (he may be the single fastest player I've ever seen) and is able to track back to cover his few errors, he's shown some mental lapses this season and becomes somewhat ineffective in the final third. This year, Evra gets my vote for his all-around defensive ability and the quality of his crosses, but I think Gael has the higher ceiling, so expect him here next season.

RM: Cristiano Ronaldo (Manchester United). Um, obviously.

CM: Steven Gerrard (Liverpool). Captain Fantastic was again the heartbeat of his side, and though their league aspirations suffered early, his leadership and determination has seen off Everton's challenge for fourth and led 'Pool to (another) Champions League semi-final. Thanks to him, Torres, and a tough central defense, the spine of the team (though aging) is as good as any in the world. If Liverpool buys some decent width, maybe they'll finally do something next year.

CM: Cesc Fabregas (Arsenal). The Cesc God got off to a dynamite start to the season, and though he eventually came back down to Earth, Earth for him happens to be the Himalayas. His passing suffered a little during the winter months, but he remained the most consistent member of an Arsenal squad that crumbled into oblivion these past few weeks. In the end, nobody scored more crucial late goals (Man City, Tottenham, Liverpool, AC Milan, Bolton, etc.) and there still isn't a player in the league with better vision on the field.

LM: Joe Cole (Chelsea). There was a recent article on Soccernet discussing Chelsea's lack of a true star. In the end, though, they conceded that Cole has been the Blues MVP this season, and I completely agree. On a squad which never lacks for disciplined play, Cole provides the one thing they do lack: creativity. He's not the paciest winger, but he definitely is one of the trickiest, and his dribbling skills are second to none. (OK, one, I guess.)

FW: Roque Santa Cruz (Blackburn). The complete package and the lone threat on an otherwise toothless squad which did everything it could to erase his accomplishments. For example: he became the first player in years to score a hat-trick in a losing effort against Wigan. Oh, and he should have scored the winner against United this past weekend. Anyway, he won't be on this team next year.

FW: Fernando Torres (Liverpool). Has a striker from another league ever adapted this quickly to the Premiership? Henry, Drogba, Bergkamp - none of them made the necessary adjustments as quickly as el Nino. Yes, he's a bit two-faced, scoring the vast, vast majority of his goals at Anfield, but he's scored 22 total. That's pretty good, but even scarier is that it's two goals away from his age. He's only 24. I'll say it again: he's only 24. Marinate on that for a second.

Reserves:

Matthieu Flamini (Arsenal).
The running man. The new Gattuso. An extremely versatile player, but I think we learned where he fits best. I really hope he doesn't go to Italy.

Dimitar Berbatov (Tottenham Hotspur). I don't like Spurs, but it's hard not to respect Berba. He exudes cool, and his body language demonstrates nothing but disdain for opposing defenses (and sometimes his teammates, but deservedly so). If only Tottenham didn't immediately give away every goal he and Keano score.

Mikel Arteta (Everton). Sorry Everton, looks like another year of finishing behind Liverpool. But Arteta did his best, and remains the best Spanish midfielder in the league not named "Cesc Fabregas."

Nemanja Vidic (Manchester United). He sort of scares me. And the United fans sing a song about him killing you. If this were an actual team and I were smart, I'd start him alongside Rio, but I'm a sucker for talented youth.

Michael Essien (Chelsea). The only player for Chelsea aside from Joe Cole who seems to actually care about winning the title. It's shocking that Grant kept him on the bench for parts of the season. This guy can play any position and play it well.

Gabriel Agbonlahor (Aston Villa). He fast.

And with that I'd like to pass the mic to my esteemed colleague...

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Juan's 2007-2008 EPL All-Star Team

Formation 4-4-2

Strikers:

Fernando Torres - I think I'm going to nickname him, "The Spanish Inquisition," and I mean that as offensively as possible.

Dimitar Berbatov - 15 goals and 11 assists is 5th and 3rd respectively in the EPL. These stats are for a team that is dead middle of the table and scored 64 goals total. That means he is 40% of Tottenham and that is not a typo (The leader is at 46%... I wonder who that is?). He's more than just a finisher and who in the world is he passing to? The answer is Robbie Keane but still - respect. I nickname him, "The Truth".

Midfield:

Cristiano Ronaldo
- 46% My nickname - "Oh-Em-Gee"

Cesc Fabregas - He leads the premiership in assists (18) and he convinced me this season that he really cares about his team. That is important to me with so many overpaid, mercenary athletes in todays sports world. Nickname - Fabulous Cesc In The Morning

Ashley Young - 2nd in the league with 16 assists. I didn't pick this duo simply because they are one and two in assists but hey, who the hell cares. He's fast, he's young and if you watched any Aston Villa this year you realized he was integral to their side. Nickname - "A-Yo"

David Bentley - McClaren was probably not the right coach for England but there is a reason this guy edged out David Beckham and saw serious playing time. He also had 10 assists amongst his crew of flunkies on Blackburn. Don't upset the queen Bentley and pass that ball. Nickname - he has a pretty cool name already. I'm fine with calling him Bentley. Actually, hell, call him, "The Continental."

Defenders:

Gael Clichy - One of my new favorite defenders of all time. Honestly, besides Cristiano, this guy was the 2nd easiest person to put on the list. He's on my all-world team at left back right now. He's blistering fast and I've always contended that's he's the fastest soccer player in the world. It's not just his offensive threat either, he's a world class defender too. He's not a bastard either (cough, Ashley Cole) and if you need convincing, watch his game against Liverpool 2nd leg. He was the best all around player on the field, he ran more than anyone else, and he left every ounce of himself on that field. I heart Gael Clichy. Nickname "Gazelle Clichy"

Bacary Sagna - If there is a bias pick in this list I will admit this has to be it. Allow me to retort. The spot could go to Wes Brown or some Liverpool defender but the team I know the best is Arsenal and not once did I see Sagna responsible for giving up a goal. I can hardly remember him making a bad play. As you can see I'm a big fan of defenders that threaten both sides of the pitch too. Nickname - "Bacary" pronounced back-ah-reeeeeeee in a jovial French accent.

Rio Ferdinand - He gained alot in my eyes when he played hurt. He was hobbling all over the place and still did well against Roma. He's a franchise defender that has it all and the best attribute a defender can have is to never be named or thought of in a game. He does that alot.

John Terry - Jim and I were alarmed when he mouthed off but I think its safe to say he's back in fine form since returning from injury. Plus he got kicked in the face - John Terry ladies and gentlemen. Nickname "JT."

Keeper:

David James
- The goalies of the top 4 don't count as they are all solid, but mostly a product of their great teams. King James was 3rd with cleansheets and 5th with goals conceded. Not counting the big four he is 1st and 2nd in those departments. He achieved all of this on a shat Portsmouth squad too.


Reserves:

GK Tim Howard
D Vidic
M Theo Walcott
M Gerrard
F Tevez
F Drogba

Friday, April 11, 2008

Satan Said Dance

The Champions League has left me in a void I hadn't approached since Fabian Carini did his best Jenna Jameson impression in World Cup Qualifying. Brasil 2, Uruguay 1 was the worst loss I've ever experienced as a whole.

I was at a bar with my dad watching Uruguay for the first time since 2002. We entered Summers and were shocked to see the remaining 20 Uruguayans on the eastern seaboard drinking beers and loudly conversing - in spanish of course - about Montevideo and Rocha. I was sure my eyes were deceiving me as I scanned the room to see La Celeste jerseys on everyone. My dad and I got pretty bad seats (only 5 minutes till kick, how foolish of us) next to an older Uruguayan couple seemingly enjoying their appetizers.

It took only three minutes for me to curse in Spanish at Forlan's bad pass and the crowd awoke. A group of 20-somethings laughed at my outburst and when I looked back to see if they were laughing at me someone in the crowd responded with, "VAMOS! Carajo!!!" That sufficiently fired the crowd and it was about time because this happened.

The only other time I can remember being filled with such violent joy and the need to scream and flex my muscles was Clint Dempsey's carefree open-lace blast against Ghana (were you in my basement with me Jim?). Well anyway, long story short, if you want to know how I felt - pause the video at the 11 second mark, check Abreu's face, and that was me. The bar was :19.

That's all I remember after that.

Well that's not exactly true. I remember I stared at my dad at one point during the final minute completely heartbroken and devastated and he was lost in thought. He sat there still for a moment, then his eyes flared and he snapped out it. "Lets go," was all he said.

I can hardly imagine what that team has done to him the past 30 years and I realized something after I watched Toure flail behind Babel for the 100th time. The human experience was designed to endure long stretches of misery and failure but not meant to sustain happiness. You can become desensitized to happiness but your threshold for pain only increases. And that's what sports are all about. I had X amount of sports misery and Steven Gerrard simply told me to make room for X + 1.

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What have we learned...

Remember when I predicted no English teams would advance except for the winner of Arsenal/Liverpool. Sorry. I came away having learned something important though - the top teams in the EPL enjoy a significant home field advantage. I refuse to buy into the Stamford Bridge streak yet, but now I'll at least listen to what you're selling.

And can someone please explain to me what happened to De Rossi? My publicist is telling me that he effortlessly converted his PK on the biggest mother effing stage already - explain yourself Of-The-Pink. Gosh that would have changed the game completely. Don't let the media fool you with their, "Man Utd on cruise control," or "Manchester United easily through" or, "Man Utd players don't wear condoms when making love to Roma WAGs."

United were in some real danger if De Rossi doesn't miss his first ever* penalty. Ya, ya, then Ferguson brings on Cristi and Rooney. Whatever, crazier things have happened than that game going to PKs. All I'm trying to point out is that Chester looks vulnerable and it's eerily similar to the way the Patriots looked vulnerable in their wins as well. Huh, huh, didnt think I'd mention the patriots did you. Well yeah, I did, that just happened, wrap your mind around that.

(The only problem now is that the loss has to happen to Barca now because facing a familiar foe in Livercrap or Chelsboring isn't going to happen)

Meanwhile, after Jim and I checked into our room at Heartbreak Hotel, we were visited by satan - he said this weekend will give the Gooners one final hurrah on the season and that we should dance. Satan also said that Arsene is gonna start Theo or else. Thanks satan.

Juventus has AC Milan as well - thank god Kaka is healthy again. YAY! I'm sure my two teams aren't going to split the weekend.

Enjoy the weekend.


*may or may not be true