Blame it on the grass?
Monday, June 28, 2004
Penalty Shoot-Outs
Penalty Shoot-Outs
Commentary by J.Chiam
Penalty shoot-outs. The dreaded word every footballer wishes not to hear, every manager shunts at. Matches have been won and lost through it, and it comes with a hefty price to pay. Due to the fact that the match-winner cannot be decided despite having the game to go to extra-time, penalty shoot-outs was invented to settle the score once and for all.
Penalty shoot-outs. Either you make it, or break it. It is that simple as ABC. This is an event, where in split seconds, players turn from zero to hero, from football idol to football loser as well. Looking back at history, many great footballers have failed to deliver when it comes doing spot-kicks, and eventually not spared the abuse by the public and media during the aftermath of the disaster. Italian football legend Roberto Baggio ballooned the ball over the bar during the 1994 World Cup, eventually handing the match over the overjoyed Brazilians to claim the glory. Holland, a land flowing with multiple talents and gifts in football, have failed to come out of penalty shoot-outs successfully for the past four years, failing in three consecutive Euros and one World Cup. So much so that the supporters of the Oranje are suspecting that a jinx has been placed on them, disallowing them to score when it matters most. Many great footballers have become victims of penalty-shootouts. Roberto Baggio failed to rediscover his form and confidence for a long time since missing the shot, and probably had phobia of the sight of balloons for ballooning his shot. Football icon-superstar David Beckham became national public enemy number one for losing his temper at World Cup 1998. The reason? Not being able to convert the spot-kick for his wrestle on Diego Simeone. Devastation and disappointments haunt the lives of those that fail to put the ball into the fishing net. Instead of turning better, very often they turned bitter. And yet, on the other hand, it is a chance for many goal keepers to turn from ordinary to extraordinary. They become heroes overnight for saving a penalty, and their heroics are often remembered and praised at even years after the event.
Penalty shoot-outs. Taking a penalty has never been easier under these circumstances. A brief elaboration on the scenario. Having slogged out 90 minutes of competitive football, and 30 minutes of extra time given, the players are probably exhausted, mentally drained and dry. Generally this happens when both teams are equal in quality, and probably lady luck has bid both teams goodbye and farewell. From the very start since the first blow of whistle, the pressure to emerge as champions have been steadily and gradually building itself as though building the great tower of KLCC. Having placed that burden on the players’ shoulders for 90 minutes would be more than sufficient, but to the extend of extra-time would resemble a pressure cooker waiting to blow-up. As players take their places in the middle of the pitch, then comes the final walk. As one selected player strolls down towards the goal mouth, one would name the walk “The Lonely Walk”. For it is this time that the player is alone, and he knows that the next move will either make him, or break him. Supporters cheer their heart outs, with some praying and looking to the heavens for help from above. Emotions run high. The anticipation is tremendous. Ironically opposing supporters do the same thing, praying that the penalty would be missed. How hard it would be for God to make a decision during this time. As the ball is being placed on the spot, the striker needs to steady and calm himself down in spite of the adrenaline that’s been gushing in his brain. Keepers play mind tricks and distraction in hope of swaying the striker off course. The ball has been struck. Either left, right, or straight. The rest, is history.
Penalty shoot-outs. It is a cruel way to decide a winner. It takes away the beauty of football, the flair, and tactics, all the essentials that makes football what it is today. It is not so much a matter of skillfulness and tactics anymore, but it just boils down to who’s the first the crack under the gigantic weight of pressure. Aside from outwardly dazzling skills and war-like tactics, football also deals with the emotions of the heart, and brings out the character you are within. During these heart-stopping times, very often a person’s true character will rise beneath the surface, very often a person’s shell is broken to reveal the true person, and it is during these moments, that we will know who the true heroes are.
Commentary by J.Chiam
Penalty shoot-outs. The dreaded word every footballer wishes not to hear, every manager shunts at. Matches have been won and lost through it, and it comes with a hefty price to pay. Due to the fact that the match-winner cannot be decided despite having the game to go to extra-time, penalty shoot-outs was invented to settle the score once and for all.
Penalty shoot-outs. Either you make it, or break it. It is that simple as ABC. This is an event, where in split seconds, players turn from zero to hero, from football idol to football loser as well. Looking back at history, many great footballers have failed to deliver when it comes doing spot-kicks, and eventually not spared the abuse by the public and media during the aftermath of the disaster. Italian football legend Roberto Baggio ballooned the ball over the bar during the 1994 World Cup, eventually handing the match over the overjoyed Brazilians to claim the glory. Holland, a land flowing with multiple talents and gifts in football, have failed to come out of penalty shoot-outs successfully for the past four years, failing in three consecutive Euros and one World Cup. So much so that the supporters of the Oranje are suspecting that a jinx has been placed on them, disallowing them to score when it matters most. Many great footballers have become victims of penalty-shootouts. Roberto Baggio failed to rediscover his form and confidence for a long time since missing the shot, and probably had phobia of the sight of balloons for ballooning his shot. Football icon-superstar David Beckham became national public enemy number one for losing his temper at World Cup 1998. The reason? Not being able to convert the spot-kick for his wrestle on Diego Simeone. Devastation and disappointments haunt the lives of those that fail to put the ball into the fishing net. Instead of turning better, very often they turned bitter. And yet, on the other hand, it is a chance for many goal keepers to turn from ordinary to extraordinary. They become heroes overnight for saving a penalty, and their heroics are often remembered and praised at even years after the event.
Penalty shoot-outs. Taking a penalty has never been easier under these circumstances. A brief elaboration on the scenario. Having slogged out 90 minutes of competitive football, and 30 minutes of extra time given, the players are probably exhausted, mentally drained and dry. Generally this happens when both teams are equal in quality, and probably lady luck has bid both teams goodbye and farewell. From the very start since the first blow of whistle, the pressure to emerge as champions have been steadily and gradually building itself as though building the great tower of KLCC. Having placed that burden on the players’ shoulders for 90 minutes would be more than sufficient, but to the extend of extra-time would resemble a pressure cooker waiting to blow-up. As players take their places in the middle of the pitch, then comes the final walk. As one selected player strolls down towards the goal mouth, one would name the walk “The Lonely Walk”. For it is this time that the player is alone, and he knows that the next move will either make him, or break him. Supporters cheer their heart outs, with some praying and looking to the heavens for help from above. Emotions run high. The anticipation is tremendous. Ironically opposing supporters do the same thing, praying that the penalty would be missed. How hard it would be for God to make a decision during this time. As the ball is being placed on the spot, the striker needs to steady and calm himself down in spite of the adrenaline that’s been gushing in his brain. Keepers play mind tricks and distraction in hope of swaying the striker off course. The ball has been struck. Either left, right, or straight. The rest, is history.
Penalty shoot-outs. It is a cruel way to decide a winner. It takes away the beauty of football, the flair, and tactics, all the essentials that makes football what it is today. It is not so much a matter of skillfulness and tactics anymore, but it just boils down to who’s the first the crack under the gigantic weight of pressure. Aside from outwardly dazzling skills and war-like tactics, football also deals with the emotions of the heart, and brings out the character you are within. During these heart-stopping times, very often a person’s true character will rise beneath the surface, very often a person’s shell is broken to reveal the true person, and it is during these moments, that we will know who the true heroes are.
Saturday, June 26, 2004
A Tribute to the people who make it "The Beautiful Game"
A picture speaks a thousand words.Enough said.
Friday, June 25, 2004
Holland 3 Latvia 0
Holland 3 Latvia 0
Commentary by J.Chiam
*This section will be a short wan due to the commentator dozing of several times because of too much consumption of food and too much luxury from the device called Sofa.*
Picture this. In a breeze evening, far, far down the valley, where the rocky mountains lie, a match between the animals of the safari has begun. Playing on the green, fresh and sweet-smelling, carpet-like grass, there lies the monkey. With also the cuckoo bird, the robin, and the pit-bull, the match seems to be an interesting one. Not to mention, the awesome and funny clown is there to conduct the game.
Okay, okay, enough of fairy tales. Or is it not a fairy tale? Check this out. The monkey? Holland team player Michael Reizeger. Cuckoo bird? Philip Cocu. Robin? Arjen Robben. And of course, Edgar Davids a.k.a pit bull. Then comes the interesting one. Who resembles the clown? It is none other than Latvian goal keeper Kolinko, with a gigantic nose, what more else can it represent? Last but not least, the rocky mountains? The stadium! Of course! Towering above the field, with the Portuguese somehow either having a sense of humor, or trying to be “one with the nature”, was the artificial mountain that was build. One would think that their football players spent more time doing mountain climbing than playing football.
The match started brightly, or rather too brightly, with a sea of orange practically coloring the stadium. Game went on pretty smoothly without many hiccups, with Holland coming back well after the shock come-from-behind win by the Czechs. The Dutch’s pedigree marksman Van Nistelrooy registered a couple of goals, with Van Der Vaat claiming the final of the three goals scored. The Latvians put on a disappointing display, defending poorly and playing without much spirit. It is tempting to think that fatigue and inexperience in big matches has finally gotten to their players. Though the result says it all, it is best to say a word of “Congrats” to the Latvian team for bowing out proudly.
Having their fairy-tale run coming to an end, the Latvians can keep their heads high for doing so well in the tournament. Having proven that superstars don’t actually bring stars of glory, the little country of Latvia has something to shout about from now on. In this tournament, Latvia has made a stand and proclamation to the world, it takes the meek and weak to humble the strong.
Commentary by J.Chiam
*This section will be a short wan due to the commentator dozing of several times because of too much consumption of food and too much luxury from the device called Sofa.*
Picture this. In a breeze evening, far, far down the valley, where the rocky mountains lie, a match between the animals of the safari has begun. Playing on the green, fresh and sweet-smelling, carpet-like grass, there lies the monkey. With also the cuckoo bird, the robin, and the pit-bull, the match seems to be an interesting one. Not to mention, the awesome and funny clown is there to conduct the game.
Okay, okay, enough of fairy tales. Or is it not a fairy tale? Check this out. The monkey? Holland team player Michael Reizeger. Cuckoo bird? Philip Cocu. Robin? Arjen Robben. And of course, Edgar Davids a.k.a pit bull. Then comes the interesting one. Who resembles the clown? It is none other than Latvian goal keeper Kolinko, with a gigantic nose, what more else can it represent? Last but not least, the rocky mountains? The stadium! Of course! Towering above the field, with the Portuguese somehow either having a sense of humor, or trying to be “one with the nature”, was the artificial mountain that was build. One would think that their football players spent more time doing mountain climbing than playing football.
The match started brightly, or rather too brightly, with a sea of orange practically coloring the stadium. Game went on pretty smoothly without many hiccups, with Holland coming back well after the shock come-from-behind win by the Czechs. The Dutch’s pedigree marksman Van Nistelrooy registered a couple of goals, with Van Der Vaat claiming the final of the three goals scored. The Latvians put on a disappointing display, defending poorly and playing without much spirit. It is tempting to think that fatigue and inexperience in big matches has finally gotten to their players. Though the result says it all, it is best to say a word of “Congrats” to the Latvian team for bowing out proudly.
Having their fairy-tale run coming to an end, the Latvians can keep their heads high for doing so well in the tournament. Having proven that superstars don’t actually bring stars of glory, the little country of Latvia has something to shout about from now on. In this tournament, Latvia has made a stand and proclamation to the world, it takes the meek and weak to humble the strong.
Thursday, June 24, 2004
Italy 2 Bulgaria 1
Italy 2 Bulgaria 1
Commentary by J.Chiam
Slight drizzles of rain teased the crowd as everyone anticipates the fate of the Azzuris. After an afternoon of heavy shower, the wet pitch lays at its mercy as Bulgarians and Italians lay siege on it to battle out their final group stage match.
The scenario of this match can’t get anymore complicated than the thoughts of Albert Einstein. The Azzuri’s fate lays solely on the hands of another match halfway cross the country. Even if the Italians succeeded in mercilessly slaughtering the Bulgarians, it wouldn’t be enough to secure them into the next round if the Danes and Swedes decide on a being trigger-happy in front the goal, settling with a high-scoring draw. Finally, Italy is being placed in a spot where they’re so not accustomed to, a place where they’re not in control. With Trappatoni’s job on the line, this match could not only be the Italians final match in the tournament, it may be for their manager’s final tribute as well.
With the absence of his fancied key players Gattuso, captain Cannavaro and Totti, Trappatoni opted to throw in play maker Pirlo of AC, makeshift defender Materrazzi and Fiore. Powerfully built striker Christian Vieri was rested due to knee injury. The Azzuris started slowly, as expected, and though they had several chances, the Italians found it hard to break the deadlock, with a stubborn Bulgarian side defending and playing for pride now that they are already knocked-out. Poor teamwork, lack of urgency, sloppy passing, these are the words regarding their game from football expert Shabi Khan for the first half. One would thing whether the Italians are using this time to do some soul-searching on the field rather than play football. Though with Zambrotta making tireless runs down the flank to support the attack, and young and fibrant local hero Cassano on the target several times, the Italians still could not find the answer to their problems. Frustration started to grow, and it was no wonder that clumsy, inexperience Materrazzi make a silly mistake to concede a penalty. Half time score: Bulgaria 1 Sleepy Heads 0
2nd half started much brighter, probably of the manager knocking some sense into their hard, Italian heads. An early 2nd half goal seems bright, scored in a chaotic scramble at the goal mouth’s mercy. Azzuris played much better, and almost had the heart of their fans pumping several times when they nearly scored the winner. Time was running out. The score is still tied. Out goes Perretto, in goes Vieri. Out comes another defender, in goes another attacker. Trappatoni is throwing in whatever firepower he’s have left. Almost the end of 2nd half. Italians said a short thank you prayer when they read the extra time added: 5 mins. Wave after wave of attacks were launch. Finally at the 93rd minute, Cassano blasted the winner at the roof of the net. The crowd went wild. Cassano sped down the pitch, smiling and shouting, finally he reached his manager.
His faced changed. Suddenly instead of tears of joy, tears of disappointment strolled down his cheeks. So were the other players. The news is out. Denmark 2 Sweden 2. It is over. They’re out, despite the final victory. Italians fans placed their fans on their foreheads in disbelief, some tried to console others, but needing consolation themselves. So high were their hopes, so high was the built-up. The mighty Azzuri has fallen. So near yet so far, so close yet it slipped, from celebration to depression, from ecstasy to agony.
This is the life of football. Who says football doesn’t involve emotions? Sometimes even the strongest men weep like a baby in soccer matches. When a team wins, celebrations run throughout the night. In the city, in the valley, the whole country celebrates. When it loses, the country mourns as though a national hero has passed on.
As in the case for Italy, one might ponder, sometimes life is like football. Italy paid the price of under-performing during the early stages, with now even a win is not sufficient to bring them through. When we start out in life, maybe in projects or tasks, starting sheepishly and passively can be the danger. In order that we succeed in life, the good start is always the advantage, a kick start, almost guarantee success.
Commentary by J.Chiam
Slight drizzles of rain teased the crowd as everyone anticipates the fate of the Azzuris. After an afternoon of heavy shower, the wet pitch lays at its mercy as Bulgarians and Italians lay siege on it to battle out their final group stage match.
The scenario of this match can’t get anymore complicated than the thoughts of Albert Einstein. The Azzuri’s fate lays solely on the hands of another match halfway cross the country. Even if the Italians succeeded in mercilessly slaughtering the Bulgarians, it wouldn’t be enough to secure them into the next round if the Danes and Swedes decide on a being trigger-happy in front the goal, settling with a high-scoring draw. Finally, Italy is being placed in a spot where they’re so not accustomed to, a place where they’re not in control. With Trappatoni’s job on the line, this match could not only be the Italians final match in the tournament, it may be for their manager’s final tribute as well.
With the absence of his fancied key players Gattuso, captain Cannavaro and Totti, Trappatoni opted to throw in play maker Pirlo of AC, makeshift defender Materrazzi and Fiore. Powerfully built striker Christian Vieri was rested due to knee injury. The Azzuris started slowly, as expected, and though they had several chances, the Italians found it hard to break the deadlock, with a stubborn Bulgarian side defending and playing for pride now that they are already knocked-out. Poor teamwork, lack of urgency, sloppy passing, these are the words regarding their game from football expert Shabi Khan for the first half. One would thing whether the Italians are using this time to do some soul-searching on the field rather than play football. Though with Zambrotta making tireless runs down the flank to support the attack, and young and fibrant local hero Cassano on the target several times, the Italians still could not find the answer to their problems. Frustration started to grow, and it was no wonder that clumsy, inexperience Materrazzi make a silly mistake to concede a penalty. Half time score: Bulgaria 1 Sleepy Heads 0
2nd half started much brighter, probably of the manager knocking some sense into their hard, Italian heads. An early 2nd half goal seems bright, scored in a chaotic scramble at the goal mouth’s mercy. Azzuris played much better, and almost had the heart of their fans pumping several times when they nearly scored the winner. Time was running out. The score is still tied. Out goes Perretto, in goes Vieri. Out comes another defender, in goes another attacker. Trappatoni is throwing in whatever firepower he’s have left. Almost the end of 2nd half. Italians said a short thank you prayer when they read the extra time added: 5 mins. Wave after wave of attacks were launch. Finally at the 93rd minute, Cassano blasted the winner at the roof of the net. The crowd went wild. Cassano sped down the pitch, smiling and shouting, finally he reached his manager.
His faced changed. Suddenly instead of tears of joy, tears of disappointment strolled down his cheeks. So were the other players. The news is out. Denmark 2 Sweden 2. It is over. They’re out, despite the final victory. Italians fans placed their fans on their foreheads in disbelief, some tried to console others, but needing consolation themselves. So high were their hopes, so high was the built-up. The mighty Azzuri has fallen. So near yet so far, so close yet it slipped, from celebration to depression, from ecstasy to agony.
This is the life of football. Who says football doesn’t involve emotions? Sometimes even the strongest men weep like a baby in soccer matches. When a team wins, celebrations run throughout the night. In the city, in the valley, the whole country celebrates. When it loses, the country mourns as though a national hero has passed on.
As in the case for Italy, one might ponder, sometimes life is like football. Italy paid the price of under-performing during the early stages, with now even a win is not sufficient to bring them through. When we start out in life, maybe in projects or tasks, starting sheepishly and passively can be the danger. In order that we succeed in life, the good start is always the advantage, a kick start, almost guarantee success.
Wednesday, June 23, 2004
England 4 Croatia 2
England 4 Croatia 2
Commentary by J.Chiam
Move aside, Zidane, here comes Rooney. On the 21st of June Portuguese local time, a star is born, and his name is called Wayne Rooney. The future of England now lays in the hands of this youngster. Because of this, the people of England can now start to believe that their country, starved of football honors since the days of Bobby Charlton, might just be able to bring back the glory days of the past.
The starting line-up of England is untouched, while the Croats fielded a line-up that says “ To arms!” Since the last game, Eriksson decided to test once again the 4-4-2 formation, basically an exact copy of the team that beat Switzerland. Comparing to their previous game, England started rather slowly, taking their time to slowly oil their legs, or maybe perhaps enjoying the view out there on the pitch. Croats tried to get possession, but from their playing, one would think it is them who is needing a draw instead of a win. Both teams played sloppily from the start, injecting thoughts to the spectators that perhaps fatigue has started to drain the players. Wonder-boy-goal machine Rooney perhaps surprised some at the first quarter of the game too, playing with hesitation and perhaps “ slumber”, unlike his go-for-it challenge attitude for every ball. One might start to ponder that too much publicity is making him too big for his boots.
Then came the 7th minute, just when England was happily thinking of what’s for dinner later on, Croatia drew first blood from a set piece. “Ding!” there goes their bell, now the English started the crank up their gear. It’s amazing and mind-scratching that some people need extra kicks in the ass to get them moving. England started to attack. Chances after chances came, probably the first shot on target came from now-awaken Wayney. The English had much of the possession, it was obvious that the midfield battle was won by the presence of Steven Gerrard and Frank Lampard. Croatia tried counter attacking, but often found it hard to reach the goal mouth, with the English stamping their mark in that territory. English tactics are quite evident, long balls were flying in everywhere as if the Germans were dropping bombs over London during WWII.
However, the equalizer came still. A few passes, the Croat’s defence was in shambles, it took genius header from Rooney, who spotted Scholes unmarked at one end, one flick, one goal from Scholes, and now he can now sleep peacefully after ending a three-year goal drought for England. Just before half time, Rooney struck again. From 25 yards out of the goal, Rooney unleashed a powerful drive, beating Croat’s third division league keeper Butina. By half time, the scoreline: Rooney 2 Croatia 1
2nd half started, it was Rooney again. This time after being sent clear from the counter attack by Owen, Rooney was one-on-one, every stood up in anticipation, Rooney coolly take a glance to the right of the goal, and by this fooling the keeper, struck the ball to his left instead. Again, Rooney 3 Croatia 1. The rest of the match can be watched from replays. Frank scoring a fine goal, while England went to sleep a while to allow the Croats to retrieve a little pride with one more goal.
It is quite amazing how the match went. Towards the end the Croats actually had 5 strikers on the pitch, 3 midfielders and 2 defenders. Usually it’s the other way round. With their back horribly exposed to the likes of Owen and Rooney, it is a wonder that the English have not scored more goals. With only the word “attack” on their mind, probably Croatia coach Otto Baric thought that they might as well give it their all with nothing to lose. How his plan backfired. English dominated the midfield, as its their most powerful strength now. Some manager once said “ Whoever who wins the midfield, controls the game.” Quite true for last night’s match. Croats where clearly outplayed, even their most potent striker, Monaco’s Prso were held off strongly by England’s dark defence Sol Campbell.
Owen played a good game considering the poor performances for the past few games. Probably its because of poor defending by Croats. England will procede into their toughest opponent since France, host Portugal. Neither side’s defence has been impressive, so a open, attacking play with plenty of goals could be well expected.
As England celebrated their march into the quarterfinals, one name is praised and cheered, one name is whispered in all the dark lanes of London, one name that has made other teams raise their eye brows. Move aside Zizou, here comes Wayne Rooney.
Commentary by J.Chiam
Move aside, Zidane, here comes Rooney. On the 21st of June Portuguese local time, a star is born, and his name is called Wayne Rooney. The future of England now lays in the hands of this youngster. Because of this, the people of England can now start to believe that their country, starved of football honors since the days of Bobby Charlton, might just be able to bring back the glory days of the past.
The starting line-up of England is untouched, while the Croats fielded a line-up that says “ To arms!” Since the last game, Eriksson decided to test once again the 4-4-2 formation, basically an exact copy of the team that beat Switzerland. Comparing to their previous game, England started rather slowly, taking their time to slowly oil their legs, or maybe perhaps enjoying the view out there on the pitch. Croats tried to get possession, but from their playing, one would think it is them who is needing a draw instead of a win. Both teams played sloppily from the start, injecting thoughts to the spectators that perhaps fatigue has started to drain the players. Wonder-boy-goal machine Rooney perhaps surprised some at the first quarter of the game too, playing with hesitation and perhaps “ slumber”, unlike his go-for-it challenge attitude for every ball. One might start to ponder that too much publicity is making him too big for his boots.
Then came the 7th minute, just when England was happily thinking of what’s for dinner later on, Croatia drew first blood from a set piece. “Ding!” there goes their bell, now the English started the crank up their gear. It’s amazing and mind-scratching that some people need extra kicks in the ass to get them moving. England started to attack. Chances after chances came, probably the first shot on target came from now-awaken Wayney. The English had much of the possession, it was obvious that the midfield battle was won by the presence of Steven Gerrard and Frank Lampard. Croatia tried counter attacking, but often found it hard to reach the goal mouth, with the English stamping their mark in that territory. English tactics are quite evident, long balls were flying in everywhere as if the Germans were dropping bombs over London during WWII.
However, the equalizer came still. A few passes, the Croat’s defence was in shambles, it took genius header from Rooney, who spotted Scholes unmarked at one end, one flick, one goal from Scholes, and now he can now sleep peacefully after ending a three-year goal drought for England. Just before half time, Rooney struck again. From 25 yards out of the goal, Rooney unleashed a powerful drive, beating Croat’s third division league keeper Butina. By half time, the scoreline: Rooney 2 Croatia 1
2nd half started, it was Rooney again. This time after being sent clear from the counter attack by Owen, Rooney was one-on-one, every stood up in anticipation, Rooney coolly take a glance to the right of the goal, and by this fooling the keeper, struck the ball to his left instead. Again, Rooney 3 Croatia 1. The rest of the match can be watched from replays. Frank scoring a fine goal, while England went to sleep a while to allow the Croats to retrieve a little pride with one more goal.
It is quite amazing how the match went. Towards the end the Croats actually had 5 strikers on the pitch, 3 midfielders and 2 defenders. Usually it’s the other way round. With their back horribly exposed to the likes of Owen and Rooney, it is a wonder that the English have not scored more goals. With only the word “attack” on their mind, probably Croatia coach Otto Baric thought that they might as well give it their all with nothing to lose. How his plan backfired. English dominated the midfield, as its their most powerful strength now. Some manager once said “ Whoever who wins the midfield, controls the game.” Quite true for last night’s match. Croats where clearly outplayed, even their most potent striker, Monaco’s Prso were held off strongly by England’s dark defence Sol Campbell.
Owen played a good game considering the poor performances for the past few games. Probably its because of poor defending by Croats. England will procede into their toughest opponent since France, host Portugal. Neither side’s defence has been impressive, so a open, attacking play with plenty of goals could be well expected.
As England celebrated their march into the quarterfinals, one name is praised and cheered, one name is whispered in all the dark lanes of London, one name that has made other teams raise their eye brows. Move aside Zizou, here comes Wayne Rooney.
Tuesday, June 22, 2004
Portugal 1 Spain 0
Portugal 1 Spain 0
Commentary by J.Chiam
“This is war. Either we win, or we die.” These are the words of Luis Fellipe Scholari, manager of the Portuguese when interviewed about the match. The stakes are enormous, and both teams know before the game that either one of them will have to go home devastated. Portugal having lost the first game to Greece, have two options. Win, and proceed to the next round, as expected by every Portuguese citizen, and perhaps the whole world, and Lose, to become the only team other than Bulgaria to be the first host to lose in the group stages.
The build-up to the game is intense. The game is now personal. Portuguese media has worsen the pressure on the players by adding oil to the fire, claiming and somehow relating the game to ancient history, where the Spaniards invaded Portugal. Spain media in retaliation, pointed fingers at Portugal, claiming that they should be the host. Both managers pondered heavily upon tactics, and most importantly, strengthening the mental strength of the players, making sure that they will be able to withstand the pressure cooker atmosphere on the pitch.
Both teams popped up surprises in the starting line-up. The most surprising of all is the introduction of young and fiery Fernando Torres in place of their sharp-shooter Fernando Morientes. Scholari, from the pressure of the public, had to opt for Christiano Ronaldo, and fielded play-maker Deco instead of AC Milan midfielder Rui Costa. Defender Couto is out as well. Raul regained his place despite of poor performances from the pass games.
Once all players were on the field, famous Swiss referee Andre Frisk took a glance on his watch, and blew his whistle. From then on you could sense tension, the concern and prayers from all Portuguese supporters a midst all the shouting and cheering. Both teams started rather nervously, making silly mistakes, probably from the burden that has been placed on their shoulders from both countries. But once everyone got their legs all warm up, the game started to get interesting.
Portugal made used and relied heavily upon one of their strengths, their wings. Galatico Luis Figo and teen-sensation Christiano Ronaldo flanked the wings as if it was their back-yard. While Figo used his experience and dribbling skills to get pass his markers, Ronaldo made full use of his youth, bursting down pitch with speed and dance-like feet. Spain were back-pedaling most of the first half, and had their hands full defending from every Portuguese assault. They had their chances though, with Raul coming close several times.
Inspirational play-maker Deco of Porto worked well with this fellow club mates on the midfield, trying his best to supply the ball to striker Pauleta. Though Spain spent a lot of time defending, they were dangerous on the counter attack, and had the Portuguese crowd grasping for breathe every time they nearly scored. Vicente of Valencia was always dangerous, and had constant battles with Portuguese right-back Miguel. At the stroke of half-time, both teams were still held with a goalless draw, and it is time to talk tactics and pet talks by their managers.
At the start of the second half, Scholari unleashed danger-man Nuno Gomes in place of unconvincing Pauleta, probably a move which resembles the wooden Trojan horse of Troy. Gomes terrorized the Spanish defence like a unchained wild animal, and probably it took the best out of Madrid duo Helguera and Casillas to keep the scoreline safe for them. Portugal having know weakness of Spanish defence, inexperience left-back Raul Bravo, often used it to their advantage. Bravo kept his nerve, but was often outclassed by the daft and whizzy wingers.
At the stroke of an hour, then came move that might even resurrect a dead Portuguese. Deco made a clean pass to Figo, who found Gomes with two defenders on his back. Passing the ball to him, he made a dash forward, but Gomes had other plans. With two defenders harassing his back, he right-footed the ball to his left, and suddenly struck the ball with all his might. The ball whizzed between one defender’s legs, and though Casillas made a full body stretch, it hit the most right side of the goal mouth. The whole of Portugal erupted. Spanish supporters stared in half-belief. The score line has changed. One nil.
Spain now hit back with everything they’ve got. Now, its “score or die” for them. Finally, Spain has come out to play. Attacking dangerously, Portugal players have no time to celebrate, always their attackers at bay. Out came Fernando Morientes of Spain, in hope of regaining their pride. Spain attacked and attacked, but the Portuguese stubbornly held out. Then came solid Baraja to provide midfield strength, and Portuguese had their heart-at-the-mouth moments. Spain struck the post not once but twice, and were cursing their luck for this moments. Portugal defended with their lives, protecting the precious goal they’ve fought so hard for.
Rest of the game was packed with action. Portugal had 3 glorious chance to seal the game, but somehow missed the open target unbelievably. At the end, the final whistle is blown. Portugal finally made up for their past mistake. Spain, with their talented players, have failed their country again to land an achievement since their past glory-filled days.
Portugal have not won against Spain for a long, long time. Yet traditions can still be broken, and it is awesome to sometimes watch low minnows defeat giants. But Portugal shouldn’t count their chickens before they hatch. The road to victory still remains long, and harder as ever. One concern is their defence. Though they managed to hold out the Spaniards, but it is shaky and not solid enough. Their defenders should boost up their performances. Unreliable keeper Ricardo should stop making wrong decisions in goal keeping. Against probably opponents such as the mighty French, where midfield-playmaker-maestro Zidane mesmerizes his opponents, and English Player of the Year, FIFA world player of the year runner-up, Thiery Henry shreds defences, it is concern Scholari should ponder upon.
To conclude, it was an exciting match, one can even say, adrenaline-pumping match. It is interesting to see the host fighting for their dignity and pride. Fighting for their people. Fighting not to disappoint them, or dash their hopes. This is what Euro is about. It is not only about football, it is about fighting to honor your country, it is about dignity, integrity and honor.
Commentary by J.Chiam
“This is war. Either we win, or we die.” These are the words of Luis Fellipe Scholari, manager of the Portuguese when interviewed about the match. The stakes are enormous, and both teams know before the game that either one of them will have to go home devastated. Portugal having lost the first game to Greece, have two options. Win, and proceed to the next round, as expected by every Portuguese citizen, and perhaps the whole world, and Lose, to become the only team other than Bulgaria to be the first host to lose in the group stages.
The build-up to the game is intense. The game is now personal. Portuguese media has worsen the pressure on the players by adding oil to the fire, claiming and somehow relating the game to ancient history, where the Spaniards invaded Portugal. Spain media in retaliation, pointed fingers at Portugal, claiming that they should be the host. Both managers pondered heavily upon tactics, and most importantly, strengthening the mental strength of the players, making sure that they will be able to withstand the pressure cooker atmosphere on the pitch.
Both teams popped up surprises in the starting line-up. The most surprising of all is the introduction of young and fiery Fernando Torres in place of their sharp-shooter Fernando Morientes. Scholari, from the pressure of the public, had to opt for Christiano Ronaldo, and fielded play-maker Deco instead of AC Milan midfielder Rui Costa. Defender Couto is out as well. Raul regained his place despite of poor performances from the pass games.
Once all players were on the field, famous Swiss referee Andre Frisk took a glance on his watch, and blew his whistle. From then on you could sense tension, the concern and prayers from all Portuguese supporters a midst all the shouting and cheering. Both teams started rather nervously, making silly mistakes, probably from the burden that has been placed on their shoulders from both countries. But once everyone got their legs all warm up, the game started to get interesting.
Portugal made used and relied heavily upon one of their strengths, their wings. Galatico Luis Figo and teen-sensation Christiano Ronaldo flanked the wings as if it was their back-yard. While Figo used his experience and dribbling skills to get pass his markers, Ronaldo made full use of his youth, bursting down pitch with speed and dance-like feet. Spain were back-pedaling most of the first half, and had their hands full defending from every Portuguese assault. They had their chances though, with Raul coming close several times.
Inspirational play-maker Deco of Porto worked well with this fellow club mates on the midfield, trying his best to supply the ball to striker Pauleta. Though Spain spent a lot of time defending, they were dangerous on the counter attack, and had the Portuguese crowd grasping for breathe every time they nearly scored. Vicente of Valencia was always dangerous, and had constant battles with Portuguese right-back Miguel. At the stroke of half-time, both teams were still held with a goalless draw, and it is time to talk tactics and pet talks by their managers.
At the start of the second half, Scholari unleashed danger-man Nuno Gomes in place of unconvincing Pauleta, probably a move which resembles the wooden Trojan horse of Troy. Gomes terrorized the Spanish defence like a unchained wild animal, and probably it took the best out of Madrid duo Helguera and Casillas to keep the scoreline safe for them. Portugal having know weakness of Spanish defence, inexperience left-back Raul Bravo, often used it to their advantage. Bravo kept his nerve, but was often outclassed by the daft and whizzy wingers.
At the stroke of an hour, then came move that might even resurrect a dead Portuguese. Deco made a clean pass to Figo, who found Gomes with two defenders on his back. Passing the ball to him, he made a dash forward, but Gomes had other plans. With two defenders harassing his back, he right-footed the ball to his left, and suddenly struck the ball with all his might. The ball whizzed between one defender’s legs, and though Casillas made a full body stretch, it hit the most right side of the goal mouth. The whole of Portugal erupted. Spanish supporters stared in half-belief. The score line has changed. One nil.
Spain now hit back with everything they’ve got. Now, its “score or die” for them. Finally, Spain has come out to play. Attacking dangerously, Portugal players have no time to celebrate, always their attackers at bay. Out came Fernando Morientes of Spain, in hope of regaining their pride. Spain attacked and attacked, but the Portuguese stubbornly held out. Then came solid Baraja to provide midfield strength, and Portuguese had their heart-at-the-mouth moments. Spain struck the post not once but twice, and were cursing their luck for this moments. Portugal defended with their lives, protecting the precious goal they’ve fought so hard for.
Rest of the game was packed with action. Portugal had 3 glorious chance to seal the game, but somehow missed the open target unbelievably. At the end, the final whistle is blown. Portugal finally made up for their past mistake. Spain, with their talented players, have failed their country again to land an achievement since their past glory-filled days.
Portugal have not won against Spain for a long, long time. Yet traditions can still be broken, and it is awesome to sometimes watch low minnows defeat giants. But Portugal shouldn’t count their chickens before they hatch. The road to victory still remains long, and harder as ever. One concern is their defence. Though they managed to hold out the Spaniards, but it is shaky and not solid enough. Their defenders should boost up their performances. Unreliable keeper Ricardo should stop making wrong decisions in goal keeping. Against probably opponents such as the mighty French, where midfield-playmaker-maestro Zidane mesmerizes his opponents, and English Player of the Year, FIFA world player of the year runner-up, Thiery Henry shreds defences, it is concern Scholari should ponder upon.
To conclude, it was an exciting match, one can even say, adrenaline-pumping match. It is interesting to see the host fighting for their dignity and pride. Fighting for their people. Fighting not to disappoint them, or dash their hopes. This is what Euro is about. It is not only about football, it is about fighting to honor your country, it is about dignity, integrity and honor.
Czech Republic 3 Holland 2
Czech Republic 3 Holland 2
Commentary by J.Chiam
Playing at Portuguese local time of 7.45pm, it is clear that the weather and time has managed notch up the tempo of the game, if comparing other games that are played at 5.45pm. Fans were treated to a rare display of open, attacking play by both sides, where the final score says it all. The stadium is divided into two sides, the first half covered by a sea of orange, the other white. The stakes were high, and it is quite obvious looking at the starting line-up, both teams are showing no mercy to their opponents in terms of attacking.
Both teams kicked off explosively, firing all cylinders from the first blow of the whistle. Both teams have very different strengths, with the Dutch relying on the predatory skills of Van Nistelrooy and the speed of winger Arjen Robben. The Czechs however have a unique strength. Standing 6 ft 8 inches tall, the tallest player in the tournament, there is their striker, Jan Koller. And of course there is their inspirational captain, Czech Republic Player of the Year for a few consecutive years, their Juventus star player, winger Pavel Nedved. Known for a having a venomous shot from long range, and an intelligent play-maker, it is not a surprise that the manager has made him their captain. Not to mention Czech also have their veteran winger, former Manchester United player Karel Poborsky.
Holland started with Inter-Milan forward Clarence Seedorf, replacing Van der Vaat from the previous games. Holland went forward with 2 goals in a space of few minutes, taking the Czechs out of surprise. Relapsed in concentration from the Czech defence caused the 2 goals, but the Dutch are not perfect either, a bad pass and mistake from Giovanni Van Bronkhrost made way for the Czech to score a goal, giving and injecting some confidence to them that they might actually still save the game before half time.
After half time came a masterstroke by Czech Republic manager, Bruckner, introducing Liverpool midfielder Vladimir Smicer, to enhance the midfield and provide more attacking options. Holland however did not just sit back and defend, in fact opt to attack whenever given a chance to. With the statistics of 14 shots on goal, it is evident Holland were keeping Czech keeper Petr Cech’s gloves warm. Though the Dutch had so many chances, they failed to get the ball into the back of the net, with “pitbull” Edgar Davids coming closest when hitting the post from long range. Which is probably one of the reasons the tide of the game started to turn.
Tireless and hardworking forward Milan Baros chased every ball, went for every challenge, and finally his effort payed off after a fine pass from Nedved to Koller, who chested down to Milan, who volleyed the ball all the way to top right corner of the goal, which made Holland keeper Edwin Van Der Sar looked like a kid trying to reach for durians on top a tree. During this time, the stadium has erupted into deafening cheers from all Czech supporters, desperately cheering their team on, believing that the final score is not over yet. At this moment, every Czech player were just happy to defend the ball, knowing that a draw is enough to secure them into the quarterfinals. Holland started to get desperate, attacking from all corners and from all sides. Ironically it is during this time that Holland manager Dick Advocaat chose to take out Arjen Robben, to introduce Paul Bosvelt, a move that were treated with jeers and boos from the crowd, yet still managed to provide a standing ovation for the Chelsea-bond player.
Advocaat’s plans seem to back-fire as Holland started to run out of ideas, and it is during this time that Czech were granted a bonus they are thanking their gods for. Czech, having soaked up all the preassure, and having almost all the Dutch players on their half of the pitch, attacked on the counter attack, and who else to slot in the winner other than substitute Vladimir Smicer.
The game is set. The Czech’s rejoice, having registered one of the greatest come backs in Euro Championship history. Not to mention, becoming the first country to enter the quarter finals. One of the reason of this come back, is the spirit of the Czech players. Having gone two goals down, they did not throw in the towel and just admit they were fooling themselves playing against the Great Orange. Determination and the passion to win drove them on, as they gave their all, going for every loose ball, protecting every possession. Holland having a two-goal advantage, took their opponents for granted, let their guard down, and now live to regret it.
Most importantly is their captain and leader Pavel Nedved, who continually drove and stir his players on with furious runs with the ball down the flank, and being in the thick of action for every attacking attempt they launch. The result is fair. The team with better determination, greater spirit won.
No longer has football become a sport where favorites are favorites to win. Unlike any other sport, the ball is round, so are the odds to win. Teams with less well-known players are making meats out of millionaire super stars. Teams that compromise of half-professionals, where some of them probably work as a security guards during weekdays, play football during weekends, can stand a chance to take on cup-winning teams.
Commentary by J.Chiam
Playing at Portuguese local time of 7.45pm, it is clear that the weather and time has managed notch up the tempo of the game, if comparing other games that are played at 5.45pm. Fans were treated to a rare display of open, attacking play by both sides, where the final score says it all. The stadium is divided into two sides, the first half covered by a sea of orange, the other white. The stakes were high, and it is quite obvious looking at the starting line-up, both teams are showing no mercy to their opponents in terms of attacking.
Both teams kicked off explosively, firing all cylinders from the first blow of the whistle. Both teams have very different strengths, with the Dutch relying on the predatory skills of Van Nistelrooy and the speed of winger Arjen Robben. The Czechs however have a unique strength. Standing 6 ft 8 inches tall, the tallest player in the tournament, there is their striker, Jan Koller. And of course there is their inspirational captain, Czech Republic Player of the Year for a few consecutive years, their Juventus star player, winger Pavel Nedved. Known for a having a venomous shot from long range, and an intelligent play-maker, it is not a surprise that the manager has made him their captain. Not to mention Czech also have their veteran winger, former Manchester United player Karel Poborsky.
Holland started with Inter-Milan forward Clarence Seedorf, replacing Van der Vaat from the previous games. Holland went forward with 2 goals in a space of few minutes, taking the Czechs out of surprise. Relapsed in concentration from the Czech defence caused the 2 goals, but the Dutch are not perfect either, a bad pass and mistake from Giovanni Van Bronkhrost made way for the Czech to score a goal, giving and injecting some confidence to them that they might actually still save the game before half time.
After half time came a masterstroke by Czech Republic manager, Bruckner, introducing Liverpool midfielder Vladimir Smicer, to enhance the midfield and provide more attacking options. Holland however did not just sit back and defend, in fact opt to attack whenever given a chance to. With the statistics of 14 shots on goal, it is evident Holland were keeping Czech keeper Petr Cech’s gloves warm. Though the Dutch had so many chances, they failed to get the ball into the back of the net, with “pitbull” Edgar Davids coming closest when hitting the post from long range. Which is probably one of the reasons the tide of the game started to turn.
Tireless and hardworking forward Milan Baros chased every ball, went for every challenge, and finally his effort payed off after a fine pass from Nedved to Koller, who chested down to Milan, who volleyed the ball all the way to top right corner of the goal, which made Holland keeper Edwin Van Der Sar looked like a kid trying to reach for durians on top a tree. During this time, the stadium has erupted into deafening cheers from all Czech supporters, desperately cheering their team on, believing that the final score is not over yet. At this moment, every Czech player were just happy to defend the ball, knowing that a draw is enough to secure them into the quarterfinals. Holland started to get desperate, attacking from all corners and from all sides. Ironically it is during this time that Holland manager Dick Advocaat chose to take out Arjen Robben, to introduce Paul Bosvelt, a move that were treated with jeers and boos from the crowd, yet still managed to provide a standing ovation for the Chelsea-bond player.
Advocaat’s plans seem to back-fire as Holland started to run out of ideas, and it is during this time that Czech were granted a bonus they are thanking their gods for. Czech, having soaked up all the preassure, and having almost all the Dutch players on their half of the pitch, attacked on the counter attack, and who else to slot in the winner other than substitute Vladimir Smicer.
The game is set. The Czech’s rejoice, having registered one of the greatest come backs in Euro Championship history. Not to mention, becoming the first country to enter the quarter finals. One of the reason of this come back, is the spirit of the Czech players. Having gone two goals down, they did not throw in the towel and just admit they were fooling themselves playing against the Great Orange. Determination and the passion to win drove them on, as they gave their all, going for every loose ball, protecting every possession. Holland having a two-goal advantage, took their opponents for granted, let their guard down, and now live to regret it.
Most importantly is their captain and leader Pavel Nedved, who continually drove and stir his players on with furious runs with the ball down the flank, and being in the thick of action for every attacking attempt they launch. The result is fair. The team with better determination, greater spirit won.
No longer has football become a sport where favorites are favorites to win. Unlike any other sport, the ball is round, so are the odds to win. Teams with less well-known players are making meats out of millionaire super stars. Teams that compromise of half-professionals, where some of them probably work as a security guards during weekdays, play football during weekends, can stand a chance to take on cup-winning teams.
Euro 2004-Portugal
Euro 2004-Portugal
Commentary by J.Chiam
Every year the celebration of one of the most watched sport in the world, football, is demonstrated through events such as World Cup, Euro, African Nations Cup, Copa America and so on. This year we have the privilege of enjoying football at the highest stage in Euro 2004, Portugal. Featuring 16 countries that have made painstaking efforts to qualify for the finals, this year’s Euro 2004 championship promised to be an exciting, enthralling event for the eyes of the world to feast on.
Euro 2004 till now
Until this current date, all group stages have proceeded at least till round 2 of the tournament. Since the opening match between Portugal and Greece, where Greece stunned the host to a 2-1 win, this Euro has slowly unveiled itself into a tournament where the underdogs have now turned into giant-slayers. Examples of these are evident where Greece held Spain to a 1-1 draw, Croatia fought gallantly against the mighty French to hold them 2-2. Latvia, a country of just 2.4 million people managed to salvage a goalless draw against world cup finalist Germany, and the most recently, the famous and most talked about come-back for the Czech Republic against fancied Holland, in a enthralling 3-2 win.
Since the exciting match between France and England, where French midfield maestro Zinedine Zidane almost single-handedly snatched victory from the English, it is evident that throughout this tournament, a 1-0 advantage does not guarantee a win. Referring to the Holland defeat by the Czechs, even a two-goal advantage is not enough to secure a win, if the team loses concentration and allows the opponent a chance to score. Many equalizers are scored during the dying moments of the match, examples as in where Swedish ace Ibrahimovich, Dutch marksman Ruud van Nistelrooy, and many other examples, managed to give their team a second chance. No longer can any team expect to score a goal and just sit back and happily defend their own half. England learnt it the hard way. Football has evolved where attacking isn’t an option anymore. Countries such as Croatia and Germany where disciplined, defending football seems to pay-off for the past few years, have no choice but to “come out and play”.
Teams,Tactics and Subsitutions
If anyone presumes that football is just individual skills trying to kick a ball into a fishing net, he’s definitely not understand the religion of football. Team formation, tactics and substitutions contribute to 90% of the gameplay. Since the beginning when England first invented football, experts and coaches have been pondering and spending sleepless nights trying to maximize the use of their players most effectively. Every formation of football displays the characteristic and approach of every team towards the game.
The most favored and most used 4-4-2 formation is adapted highly by countries such as Germany, Croatia, France, Spain, Portugal, Greece, etc. This is because this formation covers entirely the whole pitch, giving enough width at the same time strength to the midfield for the team to control the game flow. At the same time a four-man defence not only gives a solid back four, but also gives a balance and a chance for the full backs to move forward to provide attacking options. Twin strikers in front are always effective and can be devastating if both strikers can work wonderfully well. Examples where some teams rely heavily upon the striking duo include Andy Cole and Dwight Yorke of Manchester United, where this combination helped the club achieve a feat where none other English club has ever done, which is winning the treble.
There are also other formations, usually depending upon the qualities of every individual player also. Formations such as 3-5-2, 4-5-1, or even Holland’s favourite 4-3-3 are all at the manager’s disposal. England’s manager Sven Goran Eriksson spent most of his time sharpening the edge of his favored diamond formation, 4-1-2-1-2, but ironically was consulted by his players to revert back to the traditional 4-4-2, where they beat the Swiss by 3-0. There are certain managers that form their formation base on star players. An example is France, where when Zidane is absent, another formation is used. Italy’s manager Trappatoni uses a formation to suit his star player, Francesco Totti, deliberately granting him all permission to roam the field as he pleases, as he said during the interview, “ Limiting Totti would be like caging a roaring lion.”
One of the qualities to judge a football manager of any club or country would be his decisions during game play. A good manager would be one who can read the game easily, sniff out the opponent’s weakness and take precautions to counter it. There is why substitution is very important, some much so that sometimes it can prove to be a key to victory. Some people would ask, what is the use to substitutions? Substitutions, which is done generally during the end of the game, is meant to provide fresh legs to the tiring warriors out in the pitch. Certain managers choose to unleash their fastest attackers during this times, where the opponent’s defenders are starting to see stars.
Substitutions can be also an indication of the team’s approach regarding the game. Introducing a defensive midfielder and taking out strikers would indicate that the team is ready to defend the advantage that they might have. On the other hand, unleashing strikers and taking out their defence would mean that the team is ready to bombard the opponent with everything they’ve got. So is the case of the most recent game of Portugal vs Spain, where with Portugal having scored one goal, Spain manager Inaki Saez has no choice but to field 3 strikers, releasing star striker Fernando Morientes to try to salvage the game but to no avail. Sometimes, managers make wrong decisions and field the wrong players as well. As in the case of England vs France, fielding bench- warmer Emile Heskey in place of wonder-boy-teen-sensation Wayne Rooney prove to be a mistake as it was Emile who conceded a clumsy foul on France, allowing Zidane to unleash a powerful freekick which could go down into history as one of best goals of the game.
All in all, teams, tactics and substitutions are fundamentals of competitive football, sometimes to the extend of certain teams training in secret for fear of unveiling their tactics, an example Holland, and many teams often choose to unveil their starting line-ups and formation only at the final moment, as to prevent opponent from taking counter measures.
Conclusion
To conclude this segment of Euro 2004 generally, it is a joy to every football fan around the world to see every country proudly fielding their home-grown stars, a delight to everyone to see football played at the highest stage, a dream to see dazzling skills and tricks by these professional footballers, and finally a chance by all to support whole-heartedly the country they have belief and hope to achieve this glorious success. This is probably why the great football legend Pele called this game, The Beautiful Game.
Commentary by J.Chiam
Every year the celebration of one of the most watched sport in the world, football, is demonstrated through events such as World Cup, Euro, African Nations Cup, Copa America and so on. This year we have the privilege of enjoying football at the highest stage in Euro 2004, Portugal. Featuring 16 countries that have made painstaking efforts to qualify for the finals, this year’s Euro 2004 championship promised to be an exciting, enthralling event for the eyes of the world to feast on.
Euro 2004 till now
Until this current date, all group stages have proceeded at least till round 2 of the tournament. Since the opening match between Portugal and Greece, where Greece stunned the host to a 2-1 win, this Euro has slowly unveiled itself into a tournament where the underdogs have now turned into giant-slayers. Examples of these are evident where Greece held Spain to a 1-1 draw, Croatia fought gallantly against the mighty French to hold them 2-2. Latvia, a country of just 2.4 million people managed to salvage a goalless draw against world cup finalist Germany, and the most recently, the famous and most talked about come-back for the Czech Republic against fancied Holland, in a enthralling 3-2 win.
Since the exciting match between France and England, where French midfield maestro Zinedine Zidane almost single-handedly snatched victory from the English, it is evident that throughout this tournament, a 1-0 advantage does not guarantee a win. Referring to the Holland defeat by the Czechs, even a two-goal advantage is not enough to secure a win, if the team loses concentration and allows the opponent a chance to score. Many equalizers are scored during the dying moments of the match, examples as in where Swedish ace Ibrahimovich, Dutch marksman Ruud van Nistelrooy, and many other examples, managed to give their team a second chance. No longer can any team expect to score a goal and just sit back and happily defend their own half. England learnt it the hard way. Football has evolved where attacking isn’t an option anymore. Countries such as Croatia and Germany where disciplined, defending football seems to pay-off for the past few years, have no choice but to “come out and play”.
Teams,Tactics and Subsitutions
If anyone presumes that football is just individual skills trying to kick a ball into a fishing net, he’s definitely not understand the religion of football. Team formation, tactics and substitutions contribute to 90% of the gameplay. Since the beginning when England first invented football, experts and coaches have been pondering and spending sleepless nights trying to maximize the use of their players most effectively. Every formation of football displays the characteristic and approach of every team towards the game.
The most favored and most used 4-4-2 formation is adapted highly by countries such as Germany, Croatia, France, Spain, Portugal, Greece, etc. This is because this formation covers entirely the whole pitch, giving enough width at the same time strength to the midfield for the team to control the game flow. At the same time a four-man defence not only gives a solid back four, but also gives a balance and a chance for the full backs to move forward to provide attacking options. Twin strikers in front are always effective and can be devastating if both strikers can work wonderfully well. Examples where some teams rely heavily upon the striking duo include Andy Cole and Dwight Yorke of Manchester United, where this combination helped the club achieve a feat where none other English club has ever done, which is winning the treble.
There are also other formations, usually depending upon the qualities of every individual player also. Formations such as 3-5-2, 4-5-1, or even Holland’s favourite 4-3-3 are all at the manager’s disposal. England’s manager Sven Goran Eriksson spent most of his time sharpening the edge of his favored diamond formation, 4-1-2-1-2, but ironically was consulted by his players to revert back to the traditional 4-4-2, where they beat the Swiss by 3-0. There are certain managers that form their formation base on star players. An example is France, where when Zidane is absent, another formation is used. Italy’s manager Trappatoni uses a formation to suit his star player, Francesco Totti, deliberately granting him all permission to roam the field as he pleases, as he said during the interview, “ Limiting Totti would be like caging a roaring lion.”
One of the qualities to judge a football manager of any club or country would be his decisions during game play. A good manager would be one who can read the game easily, sniff out the opponent’s weakness and take precautions to counter it. There is why substitution is very important, some much so that sometimes it can prove to be a key to victory. Some people would ask, what is the use to substitutions? Substitutions, which is done generally during the end of the game, is meant to provide fresh legs to the tiring warriors out in the pitch. Certain managers choose to unleash their fastest attackers during this times, where the opponent’s defenders are starting to see stars.
Substitutions can be also an indication of the team’s approach regarding the game. Introducing a defensive midfielder and taking out strikers would indicate that the team is ready to defend the advantage that they might have. On the other hand, unleashing strikers and taking out their defence would mean that the team is ready to bombard the opponent with everything they’ve got. So is the case of the most recent game of Portugal vs Spain, where with Portugal having scored one goal, Spain manager Inaki Saez has no choice but to field 3 strikers, releasing star striker Fernando Morientes to try to salvage the game but to no avail. Sometimes, managers make wrong decisions and field the wrong players as well. As in the case of England vs France, fielding bench- warmer Emile Heskey in place of wonder-boy-teen-sensation Wayne Rooney prove to be a mistake as it was Emile who conceded a clumsy foul on France, allowing Zidane to unleash a powerful freekick which could go down into history as one of best goals of the game.
All in all, teams, tactics and substitutions are fundamentals of competitive football, sometimes to the extend of certain teams training in secret for fear of unveiling their tactics, an example Holland, and many teams often choose to unveil their starting line-ups and formation only at the final moment, as to prevent opponent from taking counter measures.
Conclusion
To conclude this segment of Euro 2004 generally, it is a joy to every football fan around the world to see every country proudly fielding their home-grown stars, a delight to everyone to see football played at the highest stage, a dream to see dazzling skills and tricks by these professional footballers, and finally a chance by all to support whole-heartedly the country they have belief and hope to achieve this glorious success. This is probably why the great football legend Pele called this game, The Beautiful Game.
Below are commentaries on Euro 2004 by our very own J.Chiam. Football fans are highly encourage to take a glance. Not for the weak-hearted though.
Testing 1,2,3.
Vive o 2004!!
Vive o 2004!!
