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Thursday, November 02, 2006

Footballing World - on Fox!

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Our very own Paul Angelo Sampson - writer of the regular 'Outsider' series on the main site - will be guest hosting a segment of Fox Soccer Channel's FC Fox on Friday night in the US at 19.30 Eastern time, and Footballing World will be featured both visually and orally - so watch it if you are able to.

Fox took a keen interest in his pieces for the site, and you can catch the latest one by clicking here.

So having read his work, you can now relax and watch Paul on TV!

Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Mourinho's passion and patience

Chelsea will have the luxury of finishing on top of their testing group after an enthralling but ill-tempered clash with Barcelona that left the eternally relaxed Frank Rijkaard raging at the helpless Stefano Farina, subjected to a similar level of simulation and dissent as with Portugal's bloodbath match-up with Holland at the World Cup.

The match two weeks ago witnessed a below par and uninspired Barcelona, ensuring life was relatively easy for the referee, but the 2-2 draw in Catalunya, which was lit-up by four special goals, will be remembered for ill-discipline and player power.

The visitors limited the European champions to just a handful of attempts on goal, but appeared to lack the 'winners' quality of taking their own under a terrifying atmosphere. Yet Chelsea came roaring out in the second half, and deservedly levelled with a Frank Lampard effort that cannot be doubted or criticised - it was a moment that will satisfy even the most hardened critics of his ability, although it is up to the player to replicate such efforts for country.

Heralded in some parts as the deflection king - many of his goals have derived from crucial deflections - Lampard lost control of a superb through pass from Michael Essien when one-on-one with Victor Valdes, but then let his feet, rather than his brain, take control. From the touchline, he audaciously chip-lobbed Valdes, with the ball clipping the post en route; the result was a stunning equaliser. 99% of times, even from the same player's foot, the ball would have been hit narrowly wide - but not this time.

However, Barcelona offered far more resistance than Chelsea's typical domestic opponents. Jose Mourinho became increasingly frustrated as his side failed to use their goal as a step for further pressure and a potential winner at the Camp Nou. Just six minutes later, and the harsh reality of facing a brilliant side touched Chelsea's players as Ronaldinho, for the first time, came to life and ran beyond Khalid Boulahrouz before offering Eidur Gudjohnsen a painless option to score.

Following claims of diving to win a penalty for Barcelona's in last weekend match with Recreativo Huelva - despite an obvious pull to his shirt - the Icelandic international, who is the acting replacement for the prolific Samuel Eto'o, wheeled away in delight. He was presented with an honour before the match at Stamford Bridge for his endeavours at Chelsea less than a fortnight ago, but Mourinho's derogatory comments appeared to reflect the hustling and unkind nature of modern-day football.

Gudjohnsen went off injured less than 20 minutes later with the belief that his goal would be enough to hand Barca an important victory.

Before Didier Drogba brought Mourinho to his knees, the outstanding tale of the evening had already taken form. The central protagonist was Rafael Marquez, the Mexican player (in all senses of the word), had already shoved Drogba to the ground before seemingly stamping on Essien's groin, Wayne Rooney style. He also formed the words of Mourinho's post-match interview when colliding with Claude Makelele - 'penalty' shouted the manager. But the claim was barely valid, with Marquez seeking to pullout of the challenge.

Ricardo Carvalho may have been guilty of a similar offence later on, but Uefa are set to avoid infuriating both camps further with intervention and bans on either player, especially bearing in mind the doubt over both players’ intentions when challenging. However, with Essien banned last season by Uefa on video evidence, Mourinho's paranoia will only grow.

Deco had set the path for a great contest when he weaved forward on the left flank and finished with aplomb. Mourinho recognised the tough job referees - like Farina - face, showing a greater amount of patience than with previous contentious moments. It is evident that his inaccurate rant at the ambulance services in the aftermath of the match with Reading, which has not been followed with a formal apology or greater interrogation, has had an effect on his words - at least in the short-term.

He vowed to watch the match again before criticising the referee's assumed bias towards the hosts, and he ought to concentrate on his team's grand resolve. Despite missing various opportunities, Chelsea refused to halt their efforts; Captain Fantastic was again the one who provided the precious contribution. A cushioned header allowed Drogba in, and he brilliantly turned Marquez - who attempted to fell him but ironically failed - to earn a point. The new and rejuvenated Ivorian forward is rapidly turning into a player who can independently alter matches. He leads the Champions League scoring charts.

It was a memorable moment, watching Mourinho celebrate with the passion of a player who has just scored a Lampard-esque goal. Sliding on his knees, his hate for Barcelona - a rather unambiguous fact now - was alleviated as the 96,000 fans fell silent. Having cried foul for every challenge, and certainly helping referee Farina into at least a couple minor decisions, the realisation that even qualifying for the first knockout stage - never mind beating their great rivals - would now be far from regulation.

Mourinho's relief was palpable and it was a psychologically huge result for the in-form English champions, now unbeaten in 13 matches. Rijkaard ran towards Farina, expressing disgust at the amount of stoppage time played - six minutes were displayed, but the final whistle was blown after only five. The referee was eager, understandably, to end a fractious affair. Nevertheless, the match assessor, despite an apparent good use of discretion, will mark him down.

It was petty from Rijkaard, who should have restrained himself when his side could easily have had players dismissed. Ten yellow cards reflected the night's turbulence, but both sides are odds-on to make the knockout rounds. They will be separated in the next round – but can meet again as early as the quarterfinals. For the majority of fans though, a meeting in the final would be the most tantalizing prospect.

Sunday, October 29, 2006

Fulham's 'repaired' defence a fallacy

Grey clouds dominated the scenery around Craven Cottage but Fulham's performance was the weather equivalent of a torrential rainstorm that began while walking without an umbrella.

It was low quality throughout, with the only goal of the match a prime example of why this would not enter the Premier League's Hall of Fame. With a penalty already missed, Henri Camara – the most impressive player – used his pace to force a comical error from the two Fulham defenders in front of him. His shot was powerful enough to hand Wigan a second consecutive win, their first away from home.

As a pessimistic Fulham fan, or in simpler terms, a Fulham fan, those that have praised the apparently reborn defence have not managed to pull the wool over these eyes. Ian Pearce has been the shining light, though. His fitness levels have been enhanced greatly over the close season, and that has been rewarded with a one-year contract extension.

But he and captain Zat Knight were torn to shreds in central defence by a team who were far more stimulated. Wigan utilised their height advantage and finer strength to expose Fulham's great deficiencies. The duo could not deal with Camara's extraordinary pace or Emile Heskey's elevation, nor the balls that were sprayed to each flank, allowing the wingers to run infield and cause consistent problems.

Liam Rosenior, in Chris Coleman's eyes, is playing well enough to keep Moritz Volz out of the right-back position but his passing was once again far from commendable in a relatively ineffective afternoon. Meanwhile Franck Queudrue was the main man at fault for the late winner: his poor attempted clearance was the gateway for a deserved victory.

Steed Malbranque scored the winner in last season's corresponding fixture, and his guile was missed terribly during a performance that lacked any inspiration. Luis Boa Morte's return – though only as a late substitute – scarcely altered the game, and it was only after the goal that the home side indicated why they were the original favourites for this clash.

Suddenly there was a frantic attempt to snatch a leveller, with Chris Kirkland forced into his only save of note.

The most common trait of Fulham's season to date is a slow start and the incredibly irritating obstinacy from the players that sees them only raise the tempo when the situation is dire – and this was the cause of their third defeat since August. Charges of inconsistency were accurately levelled throughout the preceding campaign, and although it is too early to say that it will be a feature this season, the symptoms were on exhibition to all.

There must have been a death wish from the Fulham players' perspective. Initially there was a failure to react to an ominous first half, with Coleman's maligned team-talks again failing to change the heavy tide at Fulham's goal. Then a moment when Wigan thought they had scored as the ball seemed to cross the line, followed quickly by yet another penalty giveaway – Knight with an arrogant elbow-ball which took the penalties conceded tally to no less than four, in 11 matches.

Yet the miss, despite the raucous cheering that ensued, failed to ignite a performance void of even a drop of petrol. Therefore, Wigan kept up their record of never having played out a 0-0 draw in the Premiership.

Is this simply a blip or the burst of the bubble formed on a mirage? That shampoo-formed bubble was created after the late bravado at St James' Park, the match in which Jimmy Bullard sustained his season-ending injury. His absence was not detrimental immediately, and even the five-week layoff of captain Boa Morte did not rock the ship. The latter has returned, but unless Fulham can string out results, Bullard's omission could be more destructive than ever feared, being a player who can generate something from nothing.

Fulham will continue to exasperate and lie in mediocrity – or at least my years at the Cottage have given me this unique sense of intuition. The points haul so far has been impressive, but a real opening to establish a place inside the top ten has been passed up. There is an immediate opportunity for reprieve with another home match on Saturday, but against in-form Everton. Nevertheless, a contest that was won last season and one that should represent a return to triumphant habits.

The final dampener that will be offered is this: on corresponding fixtures, Fulham are four points down from the 2005-06 campaign, despite sitting inside the top half. Apart from the games against Manchester United and Chelsea, the schedule has been kind. It does not mean that relegation is imminent or a top ten position by May is out of reach. However, it does denote home results will be essential and slip-ups at the Cottage must be infrequent, against the 'beatable' sides.

Reaching the magical segment of the table is an attainable objective, but not with performances akin to the one that triggered a defeat against lowly Wigan.