Monthly Archives: March 2012

Stokers or Steamers?

Cleveland Stokers: this is Soccer

Let’s make no mistake about Crouch’s goal goal of the season candidate, it was the perfect Stoke City goal: Begovich punts on first down, Crouch heads the ball (anywhere will do), Pennant happens to be near it to head it back to Crouch, who plays keepy uppy, and then hits the ball goalward. It’s a Hail Mary pass, the ball never touches the ground, and he flukes it into the goal. Does that take anything away from the goal or does it add to the goal? I suspect that your answer to that question depends largely on your geographic location.

That said, there is a delicious irony to the fact that the supporters of the team who play throwball, whose team has the most breaks in play, who stand on the sidelines wiping their balls, who rely almost exclusively on goal-mouth-scrambles to stay in the Premier League, and who see the Hail Mary pass like the one that Crouch scored as the highest form of football invaded my blog two days ago to tell me that I should stick to Gridiron football because as an Arsenal supporter I know nothing about football.

Oh… And because I’m American.

Speaking of which… did you know that in 1967 Stoke City FC played in the United Soccer Association here in the United States of America under the highly comical name Cleveland Stokers? Yep.

Players you might have seen in the Cleveland Stokers first season as a USA team included, Gordon Banks, George Eastham, and Eric Skeels as Stoke City essentially transplanted their entire first team to the USA. They probably all thought it would be a great skive and they would take the USA by storm but in their two seasons in the USA they never won a trophy and eventually bogged off back to England.

It was a great team too. In 1967, Banks was fresh off England’s World Cup win and in the prime of his career as a keeper for Stoke City. He would still be playing at the top of his game for several years as evidenced by this save against Pele in the World Cup 1970. George Eastham was a former Arsenal player who was famous for reforming the transfer system and earning players the right to move between clubs. Eastham would win the League Cup with Stoke in 1971/1972 — scoring the winning goal against Chelsea at age 35. And Eric Skeels was Stoke’s iron man who made a whopping 592 appearances for the club.

Clearly, I know nothing about football because I’m an American. What have I been writing about for the last four years? Let’s see… Tacoma Tide v. Port Vale? Liverpool v. Arsenal? The League Cup final?

For someone who so knows so little about sport because of my passport, it struck me as odd that I was listening to the Guardian Football Weekly podcast last night and to a man these well respected sports reporters (do Irishmen and Frenchmen have a right to criticize the goal? Just checking.) made all of the same criticisms of the Crouch goal that I made. Of course, they started out saying that they “didn’t want to take anything away from the Crouch goal” but that quickly devolved into taking the piss out of the style of “football” that Stoke play with japes about how the ball never touched the ground.

In the end though, I suppose I should have approached the article differently in order to make sure people knew it was intended to be a joke. Though I doubt that would have changed much of the commentary because they seemed fixated on my passport rather than the content of the article. Still, maybe I should have done a “Top 5 Goals of All Time” article? The theme would be goals that most typified a team’s playing style. In that article, Crouch’s goal would come in second behind Diego Maradonna’s Hand of God goal.

Because Argentinians are dirty cheaters, am I right?

Qq

miniLeague 27/3/12

Premier League now a four six TWO team league

 

Please, everyone, take a break from harassing the Stoke City supporters for a moment and look at this chart.

Feeling better yet? No?

Look, the reason why I wrote the Crouch article yesterday was as an antidote to the hyperbole surrounding his goal. I wrote the article to get a laugh and published it because it made me laugh. “Whipround” has a “lash”? Like a pelican on ice? Peter Crouch was the new Andy Carroll before we knew who Andy Carroll was? If you read that article and took it seriously, you probably need an oatcakectomy. Seriously, pull the oatcake out of your ass, look around yourself, realize that you live a pretty good life (even if you have to live some place like Stoke) and try to see things from a humorous perspective.

Or don’t and just sit there on your keyboard, angrily typing misspelled missives filled with pointless cliches and xenophobia.

The thing I probably should have remembered is that if I say anything about Stoke City, ever, I immediately get oatcaked. And by oatcaked, I mean “Stoke fans pile on my blog, make xenophobic slurs, talk entirely in cliches, and threaten me with violence.”

The trick here for my regular readers is to just ignore them and let me ban anyone who acts like a cunt. Debating someone in the comments on a humorous article who resorts to calling you a “yanky piece of shit” is probably going to be fruitless. You don’t think you’re going to change his opinion, do you?

Anyway, now back to the chart.

What you see there is the so-called “mini-league”. A fictitious league created by the press last season which is comprised of the top four to six teams in the Premier League each season.

Typically, the mini-league consists of Arsenal, Chelsea, Liverpool, Man City, Man U, and Tottenham. It’s important to note that this list does not necessarily reflect the actual League table, where Newcastle currently enjoy 6th place over Liverpool.

If you remember from last season the argument was posited that whoever wins the mini-league will likely win the title and while that causation can’t possibly be true, the implied correlation is actually strong.

For example, here’s last term’s mini League table:

As you see, the chart’s not complete because I felt like I had taken the joke as far as I really wanted. In the penultimate match of the season, Tottenham beat Liverpool 2-0 which would have moved them up to 4th place in that chart had I bothered to update it.

Ok, now back to the new mini-League table and here’s some things you might not have notice:

  1. By the end of the season the top 6 teams will play each other a total of 10 times. That comprises 26% of their season (10/38).
  2. As it stands, both Man U and Man City have taken 27% of their total points haul from their top six competitors (20/73 and 19/70).
  3. Arsenal have taken just 15% of their total points haul off their top six competitors.
  4. 80% of Man U’s positive goal difference could be attributed to their two Arsenal matches.
  5. Arsenal are the only team with no draws and yet they are in third place on the mini-League table. Proving, once again, that playing for a draw is almost always the worst tactic possible. Something “King Kenny” would know if his footballing nous weren’t firmly stuck in the era when a win just earned you two points.

This was quick and dirty and I’ve almost certainly missed something or gotten something wrong, so please feel free to correct me in the comments.

The question for me is what surprises you about the new chart?

Qq

The Monday Whipround has a lash on the Crouch goal

Peter Crouch was the new Andy Carroll before we knew who Andy Carroll was. If Liverpool hadn’t already wasted millions of pounds on Peter Crouch they could have bought Peter Crouch when they bought Andy Carroll and gotten nearly the same return. I say nearly, because Peter Crouch isn’t even as good as Andy Carroll.

Peter Crouch is good at two things: winning headers (leads the League with 4.5 per game) and enticing broadcasters to use the phrase “he’s got good feet for a big man” whenever he does anything with a modicum of skill.

Yes, Peter Crouch has good feet for a big man and he’s also pretty fly for a white guy.

Which brings me to Crouch’s goal against Man City on the weekend. First, contrary to what I’ve just said, Peter Crouch does not actually have good feet for a big man. Peter Crouch has terrible feet which is why his teammates constantly play the ball to his head.  In fact, I’d be more likely to award him credit for scoring that goal if Pennant had kicked it at Peter Crouch’s head and the ball went in from the half way line. That I can believe he’d done deliberately. Kicking it with his feet? That’s a fluke. I’ve watched Stoke City play and I’m fairly certain that they have a “no feet” rule on their training ground.

Second, I’m not certain that Peter Crouch was even attempting a shot. It looked to me like he was in a panic. After all, this is Stoke City we are talking about and any time the ball is in actual play it’s a panic situation. Like a defender who is clearing his lines, Crouch just poked the ball in a cross-cum-shot but because of his terrible feet, he accidentally hit the ball at the goal.

Third, people keep talking about the skill it took to hit that ball. That was a 1 in 100 million shot for Peter Crouch. Would you also praise the skill of the man who won the lottery?

Yes Jim, did you see the way he bought that ticket? He had his back turned to the cashier the whole time! Tremendous skill. He even knew to let the computer pick the numbers for him!*

Which brings me to the oddest of all critiques: that somehow Peter Crouch’s goal is akin to Thierry Henry’s stunner against Manchester United. The fact that I have to even argue this point makes me nauseous.

Thierry Henry’s goal is not part of a mad scramble for a loose ball, he’s got complete control of the situation. Henry holds his defender on his back, has a sly look at where the goal is, takes the pass, and intentionally flicks the ball in the air where he can turn and send in the perfect shot.

Peter Crouch on the other hand, shoves over Barry, sort of wins a header, scrambles around like a pelican on ice looking for the ball in the air because he has no clue where it went, Pennant heads to ball back to him, and then Peter Crouch panics and with arms and legs flailing akimbo, and his back completely turned to goal, hoofs the volley anywhere. It goes in, aided no doubt by the tears of God who is crying because I have to compare this colon shitting piss kidney to one of the greatest players to every grace the green grass of England.

We have seen some goals of amazing skill this season in the Premier League. Robin van Persie has scored two volleys off long range passes by Alex Song, both placed intentionally where the keeper has no chance to reach them. That Crouch’s poke and hope is being lauded as goal of the season begs the question: do you appreciate the skill of a true craftsman like Robin or the dumb luck of an oaf like Peter Crouch?

Qq

*If you believe that Peter Crouch’s shot was skill, you probably believe that picking your own Lottery numbers is also a skill.