Tuesday, February 28, 2012

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The Pungent Aroma Of Success… and How To Go About Wreaking Of It From Every Pore…

Posted: 28 Feb 2012 02:25 AM PST

By Aitch

So if I'm understanding football correctly these days…
Manchester United struggle against Norwich for 90 minutes, requiring a bloke who cheats with a relative's bird to salvage their dignity with virtually the last kick of the game…
… and it's the mark of champions…
whereas
Liverpool beat the best teams in England en-route to a final that they win on penalties, despite their best player and bang-on-dead-to-rights penalty taker missing one, as well as the guy who scored 12 pens while his corners were worth 10 million alone at Blackpool hitting a penalty so wildly that it hit Richard Branson in the face… in one of his hot fuckin air balloons…
… And we were lucky!

Fair enough.

We won the Champions League Final in 2005 after having conceded 3 goals before halftime, leveling the score in the 2nd half, dodging certifiable, on-a-plate, Christmas present goalscoring opportunities, then scoring more penalties than the opposition…
…and while many opposition fans will begrudge us that success, it is still widely regarded as the BEST, GREATEST, Champions League final.

We won the UEFA cup in 2003 by a "golden goal" that was also an own goal from a long free kick, after see-sawing to a 4-4 result over 90 minutes…
…and while many opposition fans will begrudge us that success also, it is still widely regarded as the BEST, GREATEST, EUFA Cup final.

These are just two examples of "great victories" that were achieved in, at best description, "marginal" fashion.

The Carling Cup final against Birmingham, hell even the glory that was Rome" was a penalty win, even if it is to "justify" it as having been against the 2nd best team in Europe.

Is this really any different to winning a CL by scoring 2 goals in extra time??
I mean come on… THAT really is… lucky as fuck!

Many a discussion takes place in the hallowed halls of kopblog about the manner in which players ply their trade, or games are won and lost… and so often, people like to suggest that none of that really matters… 1st is 1st and 7th is nowhere…
To use an American expression… "Scoreboard Baby!"

In the end, does it matter how you won something?
(my own personal caveat being… as long as you kept your dignity, didn't cheat.)

When we shout loud and proud that "We Won It 5 Times", we don't add, "err, but one of those was a lucky 1-0 win against Bruge and one was a lucky win on penalties in Rome."

If you win the Title on goal difference… it matters for about 3 months… until the next season starts… then all anyone in a history book is gonna remember is how many of the fuckers you've won, not how you won them.

I took great pride in chanting "You Lost The League On Merseyside" with the rest of the Kop Faithful back in that final game of 1992 when Ian Rush scored that 2nd goal against the Mancs.
Leeds fans weren't the least bit concerned how narrowly they had won the league…
… neither were the Arsenal fans on that fateful day when Thomas scored an unexpected goal in the 89th minute.

Yet we are supposed to feel guilty because we won a fuckin cup… on penalties.

"But it was against Cardiff, not top opposition" I hear the retort.

"FUCK OFF!" says I
The engraving on the Carling Cup reads… "Liverpool 2012"
… not… "Liverpool 2012, but only very luckily, by penalties, err, against lower league opposition."

We all love to reminisce about the 4-0 drubbing of real Madrid, or the 4-1 thumping of the Mancs…
…the number of times those results get trotted out on various blogs/forums as indicative of how good our team WAS, in comparison to how poor our current team is…
… is frankly a bit embarrassing when you consider that while both results/performances were enjoyed immensely and proudly brandished…
… that team didn't put a trophy in the Cabinet…
… Sunday's team DID!

Granted Sunday's game certainly doesn't do the heart any good, or the blood pressure, or a world full of poor cats.
But winning such a game is just as entertaining than 4-0 routes… even if it is only because of the silverware awarded at the end.

I won a Cup on penalties as a High School coach of 16year old lads.
The cup didn't say "won on penalties"… just the cup name.
(Though admittedly, as we celebrated with the cup, I shook the opposition coach's hand and said "Sorry mate, it's a great way to win, but a shitty way to lose.")

We went on to add a League Title to that cup… in an undefeated season.
That trophy didn't say "undefeated champions"… just our name, and a date, atop a list of names and dates.

All that mattered at the end of that season was that we had won a league and cup double… the first for any school in the area… how we did it provided a certain euphoria for that season's end… but that was all forgotten when we went into the subsequent season.

So yes… Cardiff made a game of it.
And while I wasn't happy about it at the time … instead of complaining about it, I'm simply gonna say …
Congratulations to Cardiff…. for showing themselves to be worthy finalists… and for making the victory that much sweeter for having had to work so hard for it.

Had they won, they would have been worthy winners.
But we did, and were equally worthy.

It was a struggle, but I'm a little dismayed at the general opinion that Liverpool were somehow poor.
We went at them from the off, and in true Liverpool fashion this season… destroyed the fuckin crossbar in the 4th minute.
For the subsequent 20 minutes, Cardiff didn't get out of their own half, and "were lucky" not to have been shellacked out of the game at that point.
Had that Johnson strike gone in… with the way we started the game… it really would likely have been a very different story…
… but in their first foray forward, Enrique went walkabout, Downing fell asleep and they walked their first effort into the goal.

Of course that was gonna do 2 things…
…the first… give Cardiff a massive boost of confidence (along with the old "fates are with us" mentality)
… and issue a massive body blow to LFC… (again along with the old "fates are against us" mentality)

If I had to chose one complaint about our team this year… it wouldn't have anything to do with the quality of certain players, their efforts, or the tactics in which they are employed…
… that discussion will go on and on…
… Downing, Henderson, Adam, Carroll will be discussed…
… they'll be tagged as useless… just as Dirk Kuyt was…
… they'll be tagged as "not good enough" or "offering nothing going forward" just as Lucas was…
… because some people just can't differentiate between poor player and poor performance…

I've read many a comment about how good or bad this collection of players is.
I find myself often disagreeing with most.

Downing has been the worst of the new boys so far this season… his poor performances have far outweighed any glimpses of good.
Yet his performance at Wembley was one of the standouts… and suffice to say, his contribution was instrumental in our win…
Could the exact opposite not be reasonably said about Steven Gerrard?

For all the complaints about Andy Carroll, he has been instrumental in almost all the goals we've scored in the last few weeks.
That's points on the board, and a cup on the shelf…
… is that not AS important as 20 goals to his personal tally?
(with the obvious caveat that were he to be scoring 20 goals, the assumption would be more comfortable scorelines and a better league position.)
Have LFC pulled up stumps this year?
No.
Does that define us as a mid-table team?
I can see why some would say Yes, it could yet be a Yes if that stump-pulling doesn't start again soon, but after only 2 seasons out of the CL (following being in it for 6 out of the past 7 seasons, which saw us prominently featuring in the finals, semi-finals and at worst quarter-finals) its NO … at least for the time being.

This group of players has been repeatedly described this season as "flattering to deceive".
Again, I get where that's coming from…
…but…
Could they not also be "deceiving to flatter"?

I don't know the answer to that yet… but neither do any of you.
And neither does Kenny (though he probably knows a damn sight better than any of us, working with them in training every day, seeing what their daily attitude, aptitude, and effort is.)

Personally, I'm seeing the potential of a player like Henderson… and not writing him off as useless, but suggesting that there is a real possibility he'll do what Lucas did… struggle for a bit, then be the player everyone seems to think we can't compete without?

Personally I watch Dirk Kuyt play and I'm reminded of…
… how many people complained about Didi Hamman being past his sell-by date…
…so we sold him and the "better players" who replaced him struggled or got injured and what we desperately needed that season was an experienced head to put his foot on the ball and yell "achtung, calm down lads,"…
…I'm reminded of…
… how many people thought Sami Hyppia was getting slow and past his sell by date… …until he left, and our back up that year was an even older Greek and a Spanish kid…
…and suddenly people remembered all the "good" Sami brought to the team, and forgot about how many times he got skinned for pace in his last season.

What such players bring to the squad, is not your Xabi Alonso passes, not your Danny Agger strides out of the back, but an experienced head in a dressing room where only 3 or 4 guys have actually competed in a major competition, let alone actually won anything major.

SG, Carra, Pepe, Dirk and Suarez were the only players out there on Sunday with a major medal in their collection.

Nah…. If I had to chose one complaint about our team this year… it wouldn't have anything to do with the quality of certain players, their efforts, or the tactics in which they are employed…
… it would be the seeming lack of any mentality that causes a response to an incident such as a goal completely against the run of play, in a game you were dominant in to that point…
…as opposed to a collective dropping of shoulders and widespread "here we go again" sigh.

When that goal went in… it consigned us to going in at half-time a goal down, such was the response in mentality from virtually everyone in the team, bar Pepe, Skrtel and Luis.

Sadly… If anyone put in a "captains performance" at Wembley it wasn't our Captain, it was Martin "the Ninja" Skrtel.
The lad was there to score the goal, didn't fuck around celebrating, was so eager to get back and restart the game to get a 2nd goal that he fuckin clotheslined Charlie Adam with his forearm when he tried to celebrate it with him, put his foot through the ball when it was needed, but most importantly… several times… simply put his foot on the ball and stopped… when everyone else around him was PANICKING in their attempts to move the ball forward.

There were moments when we were simply losing our nut…
… moving the ball quickly forward… then panicking with the final delivery.
Skrtel (along with the substitutions) helped put a limiter on this madness, and got us back into the groove of playing footy.

Anyway… like I said… we won the damn thing… FOR THE 8th TIME!
Yet another record for the Anfield History Books

Oh and while you've got your editor's pencil out… go ahead and add Kenny's name to the short list of Managers who have won every trophy going…
… and that one is not just at Anfield…
…that record would be in the Football History Book.

The Business of Winning Trophies…. Check!
The Business of Creating History… Check!

… were you watching John and Linda?
…THAT is what you bought!

This current incarnation of LFC might not be as exciting to watch as the 86 or 89 teams…
… but it is a team built for the future, and while we all want a greater present, longer-term thinking is required… its what a lot of people didn't get about Rafa.

But a present is what we've got…
…and okay that present is not the Title Challenge some of us genuinely hoped for at the beginning of the season…
… and its not the easy top 4 finish many genuinely believed should be a walk-in-the-park at the beginning of the season…
… but it has been a Carling Cup…
… it is an automatic place back in Europe, even if it is in the much-maligned Europa League…
(a competition remember, in which we are among only 4 teams to have won it as many times… editing record books IS the present for LFC…)
…it is a "still alive" chance at the FA Cup… (and perhaps even another all-Merseyside Final?)
… and yes… it is still very much, at the time of writing this…
… a "still alive" challenge for a 4th place finish…

id 4th good enough for LFC?
Not at all… I have often remarked that 4th is the "minimal acceptable failure"…
… but it is a reality of the new world order of football… that due to the financial considerations of the CL, 4th place is considered a success…
… but winning the Carling Cup is not… really…

… like I said…. "Fuck Off! We've Won It 8 Times!"

Aitch

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

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Drawing a Line Under It, Putting It All Behind Us, And Moving On…

Posted: 15 Feb 2012 04:53 AM PST

…Yeah… Good Luck With That!

There are those among us that will always try to look beyond the obvious.
There are those among us that think anything that happens is a simple case of black & White.
And there are those among us that simply take whatever SkySports, or their media-source-du-jour, say as the truth.

"among us" is such a general reference… it applies to every walk of life or society, but in this particular instance, what am I about to go rabbiting on about…

Liverpool Football Club is and always has been different from other clubs.
Other club's fans can try to make that claim, but we are… we just are… deal with it.

It is generally accepted that we should embrace the 21st century and stop living in the past.
There was much to be said for "The Liverpool Way" but as much as it propelled us forward from the advent of the 60s… from the advent of the Premier League it began to hold us back.
We were not like the rest and we would not be like the rest, we would go about our business as we always had done.
…and the simple truth of it is…
…the thing we clung to, that which we loved, and still love, so much about our club, that which contributed so integrally to "our" greatness…was the thing that to some extent, stood in our way, the barrier to us being left behind.

Now I'm not suggesting for one moment that we should have scrapped The Liverpool Way in the 90s…
…or that we should do so now (FSG be forewarned, you would do so at your peril… see H&G's reign of terror, and where Poulsen and Hodgson took us.)

…but we do need a New Liverpool Way…
…one that holds true to everything we hold dear about our past, but one that takes us into the 21st Century…

… and it is how you bridge that gap that counts.
Rafael Benitez "got" that, he understood it.
Kenny Dalglish understands that, he "gets" it.
Some of our fanbase simply doesn't, and never will.

My hope is that FSG, while they go about trying to make sense of a foreign game, a foreign premier league, and a fuckin sludge alien with spiky tentacles English media…
… will try to understand that WE (at our core) are not just a group of people who follow a team, no matter what…
…we are a group of people who follow a team in a unique and different way, no matter what.
(well many of us still are anyway.)

A large part of getting to grips with this Brave New World of the Premier League…
…was getting to grips with it's New World Order, and the demands of not only the league and it's new structure, but the demands of the 24/7 media, and later, of the internet.
(It is worth noting here, that while we dominated domestically in the 80s, our income suffered from the post-Heysel Euro ban, and this weakened the financial footing we stood on in the years leading up to the launch of the PL… it provided a foothold for other teams to compete with us, where one had not previously existed.)

I've read more than a few comments about how disastrously poor our handling of the PR has been lately… and I think those comments are to varying degrees, quite accurate…
…. we've been shite at it for a long time…
… and I think part of the reason for that, is that fairly simple…
… PR in its true sense of the word, is something that is manufactured, and Liverpool never needed to manufacture PR… we simply had it…
… The Holy Trinity, that Great Man called it… Club, Manager, Supporters.
… the Club "got it", He "got it", WE "got it"…
… the PR of Liverpool F.C. of the 60s, 70s and 80s was an organic living breathing thing…
… an integral part of the Liverpool Way.
…all part moving in harmony, to the same goal, in the same manner…
… you wanna bring your Panorama Cameras and have a look at it, we'll show it to you, we'll try to help you "get it" and if you do, then great… but if you don't, well frankly, fuck anyone who didn't "get it" … I am a Liverpudlian and I come from the Spion Kop.

Oh how lyrical that waxes.
There is no denying that so much of who WE were and are, is mythology, plain and simple.
There is no denying that so much of who Shankly was and is remembered to be is mythology, plain and simple.
But it is a mythology borne from truth… an inflated story, not a manufactured one.

Bill Shankly understood the city, he understood the fan base, and yes to some extent, he pandered to that, but in a way that was genuine.
He knew how to "big up" his players, his club, his people, and he did it… but there was nothing fake about it…
… Bill Shankly's time was to some extent "the perfect storm" … that confluence of club/players, fanbase/city… and the man.
The Dynasty was created, then perpetuated in the same manner, by Bob Paisley, Joe Fagan and Kenny Dalglish.

We were different. We were Liverpool Football Club.
We'd toured the world, and brought back, not just the t-shirts, but silverware… Big Fuckin Silverware… the Biggest… taken from the very hands of the Biggest teams in Europe.

We were Kings of Europe, Kings of the English game, and just as important…
… we were top of the pops among the people… the neutrals…
… of course, there were those who always begrudged us our success, but we rarely inspired the sort of hatred among the neutral that Manchester United did and do… (we were so often a person's "2nd team")

But with the advent of the Premier League… the game changed.
Not just on the field… coz this new league creation coincided with the emergence of 24/7 news coverage, mass satellite Broadcasting, and the soon to emerge internet.
All would grow alongside each other… and society would change as football did.
If you can say one complementary thing about Manchester United, and I would be loath to say more than one, it is that they "got" the "new way" quicker than any other team, and leveraged it for themselves.
(taking a shower now, feel dirty, back in a mo…)
(now where was I…)

…I would go so far as to add Roy Evans to the above list. I believe he "got it" and went about his job in the truest spirit of the predecessors under whom he had apprenticed…
…but unfortunately for him, as I said, the game changed on him…
…he had to deal with the "perfect storm" of the emergence of the Premier League, the explosion of media/satellite coverage, and the first generation of truly obscenely paid "football stars", who's behavior and egos exponentially out-measured those who'd come before, let alone those whom they ultimately represent… US.

So United grew, worked the media, reinvested, worked the media, grew more, and worked the media…
We were Liverpool, we had a way, went about our business in that way, coz it had always been successful…

Who needed to learn this pesky newfangled IBM or MacPlus, when we had a perfectly functioning Olivetti Typewriter, from which we had "penned" so many a best seller?

Now again… don't get me wrong…
I am not for one second advocating that we should have shunned ourselves of our colors, like some plummeting Heavy Metal Star who in an attempt to stay relevant, cuts his hair, burns his leather and spandex, and signs on to sing a ballad duet with George Michael or Cliff Richard, donning matching powder blue suits for the Video and adding dancers for the Grammy's performance.

But the landscape was changing, and the club either didn't see it, didn't know how to handle it, or ignored it.
Throughout the "wilderness years" WE as a fan base stayed true to this WAY of ours.
We prized it.
Each season's failure we clung to it like a life vest.
Even when it became obvious we were being left behind, most didn't want the "Way" abandoned completely for the sake of the money that was deemed "necessary to compete"

The Liverpool Way did not change…. and again, I'm not suggesting that we should have thrown it out, or turned it upside down…
… but it was a Brave New World, and at the very least, the "Way" needed new carpet and drapes.

And a big part of our stasis, was recognizing the growing power of the media, the way in which United and their Odious Leader in particular, were manipulating it, and not proactively responding… not to just deal with it, but to get out in front of it.
Ask any PR professional, or Political Advisor… and they'll tell you…
…if all you have is a response… you're dead in the water …
… your actions must get you out in front of a situation/story…
… or you might as well not bother…

We have spent 20 years "responding" to the changing landscape… that was being shown to us.
Initially we ignored the new landscape…
… then we tried to poke one toe into it…
… then we put a foot in…
… then shifted out weight to that foot…
… then cautiously moved onto its fringes…
…all the while…. clinging to what was becoming an Antiquated Approach to this new landscape…

We needed a "New Liverpool Way" if we were to survive.
The beginning finding that, was the rather bumblingly handled transition from the "boot room" Roy Evans, to the "continental" Gerrard Houllier … a Frenchman who had a more worldly football approach, while still having Liverpool at his heart.
He dragged us into the 90s, just as the clock ticked over into the 2000s.
I'm still not entirely sure if Houllier fully "got" The Liverpool Way entirely… he seemed to initially, then seemed to badly lose his way…. perhaps the task of transforming it into a "New Way" was just so monumental, that he was destined to get lost within that task.

Then came Rafael Benitez… benefiting from the work Houllier had done… and able to fit in and "get us" almost immediately.
It initially looked as though we were about to finally enter the 21st Century on even footing with our immediate rivals and launch a campaign to retake our Crown.
… and then came G&H and it all went so terribly, horribly wrong.

FSG, for all their naiveté of Football, the Premier League, and the fuckin sludge alien with spiky tentacles English media, appeared for all the world like men who knew a thing or two about PR.
Initially they played a pretty good hand, and seemed to have "the house" on the ropes.
But personally, I think they've been a bit of a mixed bag.
One minute scoring PR success, the next falling a bit short…
(… coincidentally I've just recently read a few interesting articles referring to their use of PR during their acquisition and subsequent running of the Red Sox, which concern me a little… especially moving forward from the incidents of the last few months.)

Regardless of the Truths, Accusations, Lies and Fabrications of the last 5 months.
Regardless of the disproportionate Indignation, Outrage, and Cultural Differences of the last 5 months.
The club simply did not handle their affairs in a competent manner.

Kenny was responding… the player's were responding… and as somnath said, the foot soldiers (US) were doing their part.

The club needed (and had time to formulate) a unified message.
It clearly didn't.
I wonder (and would like to think) that was because they never took the accusations seriously.
The original accusation was so clearly inflammatory, manufactured and overtly false, and coming from a serial accuser, that I almost don't blame them if that was their initial response… I am giving them the benefit of the doubt in thinking that they would be found out for what they were and the case would be rightly dismissed.
… but…
…. coming from Fungus, they should really have known better.

… everything else that has happened… regardless of the minutia… stemmed from that failure.

To quote a line from the movie A Knights Tale: "We have been weighed, measured and found wanting."

…as for the handshake…
… well we botched that royally too… in just about every way we could… and that includes the 3 statements, and particularly the wording of them.

It is my hope that behind the scenes, "things are not as they appear" and all are still working towards a common goal… that Luis has been asked to do what Rafa was asked to do, fall on his sword for the good/reunification of the club…
… and that the "foot soldiers" who so openly backed the lad, have not been left twisting in the wind…
…that statements have been made to appease the press (whether we agree with that or not) and try to get the story off the front and back pages…
… and that in addition to all still pulling in the right direction…
… measures are being taken to drag our fuckin PR and legal team into the 2nd Decade of the 21st Century, and have them armed and equipped with fuckin stealth fighters and smart bombs instead of the pathetic 2 inch knives they've been bringing to the gunfights recently.

The next few weeks and months will hopefully give us some insight?

… to borrow another line from a different movie.
There's a saying in prize fighting. When you get knocked to the canvas, the getting up is up to you. (not the direct quote, before some of you jump in)

Well, we just got knocked down… the getting up is up to us.

Aitch

Friday, February 3, 2012

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A Brave New World – Redux – Part Deus – The Sequel

Posted: 03 Feb 2012 03:32 AM PST

With Gerry’s continued absence from Kopblog HQ, we approached Kopblog regular aitch to step up to the plate ahead of Monday’s big match with Spurs.

NOT sure how fitting it is to steal one of Gerry's own blog title's for my first touch as a substitute, but like an eager teenager coming on for Steven Gerrard, there it is.

So without further ado… somebody pass the choc-ice and let's get this party started.

Its been a rocky start to the season, with points, like a bar of soap in the Prison showers, dropped where they shouldn't have been. But for all the wrist-slitting that a lot of fans were doing (more so elsewhere than at kopblog,) over recent, pre-Manc performances, by-and-large the Reds have been playing pretty well since the start of the season.

Unfortunately, the reality is that we did not amass the points we needed to from many of those good early performances, and so we find ourselves, a bit off the Premier League pace going into a big game against Spurs.

Conversely, while Spurs have collected points from their good performances, they also did so from the few dodgy ones they've put in… leaving them lying in a relatively comfortable 3rd place, and giving credence to their claims of "top 4" pedigree.

We had a tough time of it at White Hart Lane. There's no getting around that.

They blitzed us for the first 15 minutes of that game and we were looking very ropey. But as many a game has shown… just because they dominated us for 15 minutes and got an early goal for their troubles, doesn't mean we'd have been under that cosh for the full 90. We'll never know though, coz in stepped the referee, sending Charlie Adam to an early shower.

Now Charlie Adam makes some stupid fuckin tackles, of that there is little dispute, but there was very little wrong with the tackles for which he got either of his yellow cards that day. The same could be said for the two shown to Skrtel.

Suffice to say, we were up against it, once Charlie walked… and it left them in a position to continue their dominance in possession, and us with a much bigger task in attempting to turn that around…yet we still kept the scoreline respectable until the 2nd red card.

Excuses… or Circumstance?

I think I've explained my take on that in the past… which brings us to Monday.

Spurs are on a decent run of form… but they have had a few injuries of late… and good ole 'Appy 'Arry is not so happy at the moment… being in the dock and already admitting to perjury… he even missed his chance at a good old through-the-car-door-window, deadline day, SkySports News interview… so with a bit of luck, we'll catch them a bit off peak.

Kenny on the other hand, looks like he might be getting things to click a bit. Suarez is back, Spearing is back, hopefully Stevie was just resting, Downing is starting to perform a bit more consistently, Bellamy has been a revelation, and even Andy Carroll scored a goal! We raise ourselves for the big ones, and we've kept better teams at bay, so hopefully that will be the case this weekend.

So there it is… not the most earth-shattering blog in the history of kopblog, but something to get the discussion rolling going into of the weekend.

Come On You Reds, YNWA, Patrice Evra is a Liar and The Red Are Coming Up The Hill Boys!

Aitch