Why La Liga is irrelevant to Barcelona’s legacy

by Adam Bate

“In my time as manager, it is the best team we have faced,” said Sir Alex Ferguson after Manchester United were comprehensively dismantled by Barcelona in last year’s Champions League final. Three-time European Cup winner Graeme Souness went further, saying: “I think they are the best team ever and, in Lionel Messi, they have the best player ever.”

Ten months on, and Barca’s football continues to bewitch. Like the Dutch exponents of Total Football in 1974, and the brilliant Brazilians of 1982, this Barcelona side provides a visceral joy that goes beyond scorelines. Unlike those illustrious predecessors, Pep Guardiola’s team have not only sustained it for longer but also have the trophies to back up their claim to greatness.

And it’s quite a collection of trinkets. The statistics can only hint at the style but they do convey their relentless dominance of world football. Since Guardiola’s ascent in the summer of 2008, Barcelona have won three La Liga titles, three Supercopas, two Champions Leagues, two UEFA Super Cups, two FIFA Club World Cups and a Copa del Rey.

But there’s a problem with crowning Barcelona as the finest team the world has ever known. It’s the pesky inconvenience of the current La Liga table. Arch-rivals Real Madrid boast an eight-point lead over Guardiola’s men that will surely prove insurmountable. Can a team justifiably be labelled the greatest of all time while simultaneously being second best in their own league? It may appear incongruous, but history suggests it is surprisingly common.

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Anelka, Drogba and the Shenhua Revolution

by Andrew Crawford

Having even the remotest interest in Shanghai Shenhua should probably come with a health warning. When I die a decade prematurely, blame it on the side from the Hongkou stadium for weakening my heart and badly damaging my sanity. Shenhua is a dangerous interest to have. Believe me, its lots of fun but if you can, enjoy it in moderation.

The Chinese Super League (CSL) has recently been thrust into the spotlight via the big money arrivals of Nicolas Anelka and Jean Tigana at my ‘local’ club, who having not won a title in almost a decade, have now exploded into relevance once again. No-one is entirely sure where the money has come from for these signings but equally, no one really cares – Shanghai is a brash, loud city where success is expected and demanded. As long as the new arrivals help the club win, everyone’s happy.

For the hardcore fans, the ones who transform the north and south ends of the club’s otherwise sparsely filled stadium into swaying, swearing, boisterous carnivals of noise, the signings are a mixed blessing.  Anelka is still a very good player and Tigana, despite being a big fan of resigning without warning, is a proven top level coach. For a success starved club, this is exactly the sort of bold investment that the fans wanted.

However, one can only imagine that there will be more than a little frustration at the sudden influx of new supporters who have been enticed by the hype of Anelka. Ticket prices will go up, not only to fund the wages of the new arrivals but also because there will be more demand, certainly for the first half of the season.

There is also the problem of our chairman, Zhu Jun, who frankly is about as likeable as small pox. This is a man who recently made Shenhua play their ‘home’ games for the Chinese FA Cup in Wuhu, a city in the neighbouring Anhui province over two-hundred miles away from Shanghai. Last season, he sold off all Shenhua’s best players midway through the season, sparking a spectacular nosedive from the top-half of the table and into a relegation dogfight. There are more unicorns in the city then there are people with nice things to say about Mr Zhu.

However, the Anelka singing has given the eccentric videogames mogul a new platform in which to shamelessly promote himself to anyone who’ll listen, much to the delight of rumour mongers everywhere. You’ll probably be reading about Shenhua’s interest in Didier Drogba, which is highly unlikely to go through as the club already have two foreign strikers (Anelka and former Australian international, Joel Griffiths) and need to get an overseas defender or two to strengthen their backline. Fans of Brazilian club, Internacional will be equally curious about the fate of their Argentine playmaker, Andres D’Alessandro, who is also rumoured to be moving to Shanghai. Basically, if you have played in a big European league in the last five years, chances are you’ve been mentioned in the same sentence as Shenhua.  Guti and Michael Ballack are among the names that have been recently mentioned and with Zhu reluctant to deny almost any rumour, the pick-a-name reporting shows no sign of slowing down.

As someone who likes to spend his Saturdays encamped with the Blue Devils, one of the supporters groups in the Hongkou’s north stand, I can’t wait for the season to begin. The all-standing atmosphere in that part of the ground is a joy to behold, especially when tickets plus a beer can be as little as a fiver. I desperately want this season to be a success, not only as a writer who likes the romantic story of a once great club returning to its former glory but also as a resident of Shanghai who wants to see his club do well. Some fans would like a title run but for me, a decent league finish with a couple of wins over rivals Hangzhou and Beijing would be just fine. And the less Zhu, the better, obviously.

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On This Day.. Spartak Moscow eliminated Napoli from Europe in 1990

by Adam Bate

November 7, 1990 – Napoli were eliminated from the European Cup by Spartak Moscow on penalties.

Look out for Ciro Ferrara and Diego Maradona converting their spot-kicks for Napoli with Marco Baroni the unfortunate Italian to miss – presumably put off by the goalkeeper’s prescient Movember contribution.

As for Spartak Moscow, future Russian internationals and Celta Vigo stars Valery Karpin and the brilliant Aleksandr Mostovoi both succeed from the spot – with Mostovoi stealing the show thanks to the mother of all mullets.

Calcio Italia – Jan 2011

Even if you aren’t really into Italian football, Calcio Italia is a magazine well worth buying. If you are a fan of all things Serie A then it’s practically an essential purchase.

There are monthly columns by such esteemed footballing opinionistas as James Richardson, Gabriele Marcotti and Tor-Kristian Karlsen. There are features from the likes of Jonathan Wilson, Ben Lyttleton, James Horncastle and Simon Kuper. And now, dragging the reputation of the magazine down a few notches, there’s me.  

The January 2011 edition of Calcio Italia magazine includes a feature I have written about Udinese. It charts the history of the club and pays due respect to icons such as Zico, Oliver Bierhoff and Antonio Di Natale, as well as their legendary managers Alberto Zaccheroni and Luciano Spalletti.

You can order a copy online or pick it up at most major newsagents. Highly recommended.

Escape to Victory

As we continue our look at some of the great sides from history it is impossible to overlook the Allied side of the Second World War in the 1981 film Escape to Victory.

This team never actually lined up together in a competitive game you say?
You try telling them that their epic 4-4 wasn’t competitive.

The side boasted a spine of three World Cup winners in Bobby Moore, Ossie Ardiles and the incomparable Pele.

I sense that they would have lined up in a broad 2-3-5 or a W-M formation that was the fashion of the 1940s. Clearly the flexibility of Russell Osman could have helped provide this fluidity of movement between the two formations. Moore took advantage of this as he grabbed a goal and managed to bizarrely pop up on the right-wing to provide the assist for Pele’s spectacular equaliser.

This was a true team effort though. Sure there were the stars, but not only were the rest of this team willing to put themselves on the line for the side – they were even prepared to serve out the rest of their days in a Nazi prison camp for the cause. That’s real dedication.

In the advanced positions, Kazimierz Deyna, Paul van Himst and Hallvar Thoresen all boast truly remarkable records. Deyna had captained Poland in two World Cups while the scoring record of the Belgian forward, Van Himst, is astonishing – 233 goals for Anderlecht at more than a goal every other game. Thoresen’s strike rate at PSV is similarly impressive with 106 league goals in 196 matches. These were no mugs.

In the midfield engine room, it was the Ipswich pairing of Russell Osman and John Wark that ably assisted the impeccable Ardiles. Out wide there was Mike Summerbee of Manchester City fame to fire in the crosses.

At this point, you may have noticed the more controversial selections in the side. At the back with Bobby Moore was the actor Michael Caine. It is easy to deride the man but in truth Caine’s leadership skills were crucial to the morale of the side and he seldom looked out of his depth alongside Moore.

In goal was the faintly ludicrous sight of Sylvester Stallone. The athletic American had a questionable knowledge of the rules and is even thought to have proposed running around the entire German team to score the winner. That said, many keepers wouldn’t have held on to the penalty save from Werner Roth. Swings and roundabouts.

The team showed its grit and determination, not to mention considerable skill, as they clawed their way back from 4-0 down to earn a dramatic draw. Take the time to enjoy Pele’s equaliser .. I believe he counts it in his official goal tally.