Seriously, Madrid has aged Benzema at least 10 years! Look at all those wrinkles!
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Interesting interview on pursing career in journalism, #Euro2012, titles races across Europe,fielding ‘B’ sides in Championship, and more…
Read the full interview at Transfer News Central.
‘Yet, at the same time, it’s an oversimplification. To use the aforementioned four examples, Vidic, Terry, Baresi and Desailly – the more aggressive of their pairings – might be able to both take it and dish it out, but they are not merely lunatics. The Venn diagram of imposing centre-backs and violent madmen might have a significant overlap, but it’s not an exact correlation. Such players will always be wildcards, and it doesn’t take a tactical genius to work out that if you have a wildcard in your team, they’re best kept the hell away from your own goal. Which brings us to Real Madrid, and Pepe.’
Read the full article at The FCF.
By Eric Beard
Doesn’t vehement hatred get kind of boring after a while? I mean, sure, if you want to let a little schadenfreude and anger out a couple of times a year, that’s fine. Everyone’s entitled to their fair share of irrational fandom. Maybe I’m not as creative as the Spanish press and [insert name of your Superclub]’s fans, but hatred gets kind of circular after a while. Millions and millions of fans watched the superb match at the Camp Nou on Wednesday night, where violence and drama were plentiful. They saw Messi assist and Ronaldo score. They saw a comeback that arguably could have overshadowed Liverpool’s triumph in Istanbul. The match, in itself, was fantastic, but the shoving, pushing, accusing, and general unabashed conduct that has become the status quo took over as the final whistle approached.
Unprofessionalism can be as equally entertaining as it is surprising, don’t get me wrong. But only if it’s unexpected (and relatively non-violent). I remember seeing an MLS playoff game in 2007 between the New England Revolution and the Chicago Fire. Michael Parkhurst of New England had been presented two awards before the match: the MLS Defender of the Year award and the Fair Play award. Within 20 minutes of kickoff, Parkhurst gave away a freekick, which prompted an inordinately audible Cee-Lo Green-esque “eff you!” for everyone in the stands to feast their ears upon. It was appalling, yet also hilarious given Parkhurst might as well have been the league’s Dalai Lama. When is the last time you heard say, “that Pepe, he’s amusing isn’t he?” When expected, unprofessionalism is quite simply as boring as it is disgusting.
With Spaniards consuming a half dozen Clásicos every year, stories elsewhere are welcome, yet difficult to be granted attention by the Spanish media. Two unexpected figures have been uniting Spanish fans, one though genius and one through sheer spirit. The first is Marcelo Bielsa, the manager of Athletic Bilbao, who has done remarkably well in his first season with the Basque club. Bielsa has earned the full support of Athletic fans, managing to get results through an enjoyable style of play. The second is a Spanish club based in Spain’s Segunda División B, Group 2 named CD Mirandés, who have managed to somehow transcend the boundaries of what is imaginable for a club that can only seat 6,000 in its stadium. Indeed, Mirandés did the ineffable by progressing into the Copa del Rey semifinals courtesy of an injury-time winner from Pablo Infante, Mirandés’ midfielder-turned-Spanish hero.
One week, two alleged stamps. Both assailants bad-boys of their clubs’ cities, further apart in distance than footballing heritage and seemingly now closer yet in terms of notoriety. One incident exponentially more temerarious than the other, and thus rightly so – relatively speaking –, one man went unpunished, and the other supplied with a four-match decapitation. Only, if just one of the two crime scenes were to be punished retrospectively, it was the wrong one left exonerated.
Mario Balotelli may cast more than an envious gaze at the Spanish footballing authorities, much as the English do those shores with an understandable predilection for sunnier days on a golden beach. The decision to deplete Pepe of a suspension for an ostentatious trampling on the hand of Lionel Messi was absurd. Perhaps the powers-that-be took into account, unfairly, Messi’s status as The Second Coming of Diego Maradona – karmic law suggests an equal and opposite reaction to every action – and Pepe was thus the purveyor of retrospective punishment too, of a sort. Only, Messi isn’t Maradona, and so his Hand isn’t exactly His Hand.
Would Jose ever do ‘a Van Gundy’? I’d like to think so…if he didn’t jump right into the fracas!
Today is the 50th birthday of Jeff Van Gundy. The former Knicks and Rockets coach may be best remembered for his role in the famous Knicks-Heat brawl of May 1998. As Charles Oakley and Alonzo Mourning squared off, Van Gundy famously grabbed onto Mourning’s leg to prevent the fight. Van Gundy is now an analyst for ESPN’s coverage of the NBA. (Jeff Christensen/Reuters)
Remembering Bernd Schuster…as a traitor.
Before his move to the Bernabeu, Bernd Schuster (top row, second from right) spent eight successful years with Barcelona where he moved after his great performances caught their attention at the 1980 European Championship.
“Memory is deceptive because it is colored by today’s events.”
Ronaldo Luís Nazário de Lima is a man who revolutionized the game of football, a recognizable face in every street corner in the world. The Phenomenon should be accredited for transforming it into a business model. Nike…
What to expect or what you should want from football in 2012, including Euro 2012 predictions, manager merry-go-rounds, tackling stigma of depression, Jose finally besting Pep, and more! See the full article at Sports Illustrated.