So, after posting my last blog which spoke about how Leicester City might win the Premier League, they achieved it and rocked the football world in the meantime. Could anyone top that? Yes! England were dumped out of the Euros 2016 by a nation of which 10% of the population were watching from the stands; namely Iceland. And here we are as the Olympics approach waiting breathlessly for one of the most anticipated Premier League campaigns ever.
Let's talk about England. In early June, I stumbled upon two significant sporting people from my childhood in a famous American Diner in Northampton. One was my P.E. teacher, an ex Cricket Captain and my sporting mentor as a teenager, the other a serious childhood rival on the football field who become a Professional footballer; both are still working currently at the high end of Professional sport. They are both, like myself, well known locally. It was an absorbing hour of memories, opinions and mutual acknowledgement of each other's individual legacies. England's participation was discussed and it was widely agreed that grass roots football was strong and healthy at present and the current England squad was quietly confident of progressing to the semi-finals. Then, the tournament began. Frustration in match one was followed by desperate relief after match two and disbelief after the concluding third match. My personal trainer Joe Power, a trusted football man, assured me during our session on match day Monday that we would destroy Iceland that night and have enough guile to disarm France at the weekend; I had an uneasy feeling; Iceland won the game and the rest as they say is history. So what actually went so badly wrong? A cursory glance at England's football tournament history reveals that one of the attributes that define us as a nation, consistently fails us in the hostile heat of tournament football; mental strength and indisputable belief. With a highly decorated, talented and experienced warrior like Wayne Rooney as general and rampant goal-scorers like Kane, Vardy and Rashford leading the line backed up by hard-bitten razor-tongued coaches like Gary Neville. Why were we so clueless, when it mattered most? My simple conclusion, after watching Northamptonshire's Andrea Leadsom surrender so meekly and swiftly after fluffing her lines with a seasoned media hack, one emotional weekend in the choppy waters of a leadership campaigning, Roy Hodgson simply, despite a wealth of experience, could not handle the pressure of clinical decision making when it mattered most.
There are many attributes that Roy Hodgson possesses, he is statesman-like, multi lingual, comfortable in foreign cultures, eloquent on camera and respected by the European football community. Sadly the unpleasant odour that defines his history of weakness in high pressure scenarios would have troubled the nostrils of a City Head-Hunter if he were a Merchant Banker. Of course life is too simplistic to say that his failures at Blackburn and Liverpool were a concern; everyone has a bad day at the office. Great leaders roar back from a set-back, objctively. Looking back the Blackburn experience overwhelmed him, at a time when the club should have achieved more; Blackburn went into free-fall just before Christmas 2010 when a certain Sam Allardyce was relieved of his duties for not producing glitzy football and having Ronaldinho's agent in his contact book by those deluded Venky's. The sheer intensity and bravado that Jurgen Klopp exudes at Liverpool, starkly contrasts the meek press conference he tried to conduct, at Ewood Park ironically, before eventually being sacked. Big games require a big a game mentality, on the training pitch, inside the dug-out and then critically during a 90 minute match. I have, in my career worked alongside numerous actors, amateur and professional who have astounded and amazed me in the rehearsal studio only to crumble or resemble something entirely different when they tread the boards in front of a live audience or an intense Television studio. Regrettably Roy is one of those, we found out too late.
Many people have said that the players let Roy down but the reality is that players like any workforce need an enforceable, clear but flexible blueprint that everyone understands. With the exception of the Wales game, which was won by desperation more than guile, Roy failed to make an inspired call during the tournament. Cristiano Ronaldo lifted the trophy on Sunday 10th July for Portugal, but because of his unfortunate injury, the final was actually won by his team-mates who collectively succeeded as a unit. I am relieved that with Sam Allardyce at the helm that will not be an issue for the next campaign for England.
Sam Allardyce has his wish, to manage at the highest level. If he succeeds in winning a tournament, he will simply be awarded the freedom of England. I do not think, he will achieve this but, he will be an improvement on what has gone before because he has been preparing for this moment for the last 15 years! Now is his chance to truly define his philosophy with the national side. My own view is that Sam cannot fail because England are a poor team. Forget those friendlies, we have not progressed to the Quarter-Finals in a tournament for 10 years and since 1966 have reached the Semi-Finals of a major tournament twice - World Cup Italia '90 and Euro '96 losing both on penalties to eventual winners Germany. Can Sam reach those dizzy heights? Is he a 'special' manager? Bobby Robson and Terry Venables were both in that elite class; both succeeded at Barcelona and Robson was also a huge success in Portugal after producing miracles with a small but enthusistic Suffolk club called Ipswich Town. I know that Sam has huge self-belief, intelligence and an obsession to absorb great ideas from revolutionary thinkers. I am reassured that we have the right man. Let's see how he manages when the real business starts in September.
There is nothing like a new football season to wash away the weeds of despair that follow another disappointing tournament campaign. This one has excitement written all over it.My own team Middlesbrough are back in the elite along with Burnley and Hull, humble Bournemouth are there spoiling to fight and scrap like teams such as Stoke, Southampton and Swansea, Watford and West Brom. Newly homed West Ham, and all those teams with new Head-Teachers like Chelsea, Manchester City, Manchester United, Sunderland, and Hull City. It feels like a proper new school term. Then perched on the top are...Leicester City!! Their impossible title achievement has, alongside the huge injection of money to the Premier League raised the bar for every club. Can THEY do it again? "Surely not" everyone cries! Claudio Ranieri will easily achieve his 40 points this season. If he manages 6th place this season after all those additional European fixtures and energy sapping travelling, that will be another amazing achievement. I personally believe that he can, after all, his players have learned the all important lesson of crossing the white line of victory; for me it's still a huge advantage for a well backed club.
In a season when all the big clubs bombed so spectacularly, except Arsenal who quietly finished in second place - let's not forget that(!) much is expected from the big sharks for this coming season. The roster of managers makes very impressive reading: Koeman, Guardiola, Mourinho, Klopp, Comte, Wenger, Moyes, Bilic etc. It is also well worth noting, that Premier League players from all 20 clubs featured prominently in the Euros this summer; the rank and file footballer in our league is very strong. Who will win it? To be honest, for once, I truly don't know because the variables of tactical approaches, mind games, personalities and quality on show will be akin to a wedding reception sweet trolley, it's mouth-watering. The Manchester clubs are going to be strong, so will Chelsea and Arsenal. Liverpool and Tottenham will be in the conversation perhaps but for this coming season, there will alas be no more 'winnable games!' Every club has inventive players, but we won't learn a thing, in earnest, until October when the clocks go back!! Let the madness begin...just like the hot sunny days.
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