Wednesday, 05 September 07, 02:43 PM · Comments (18)
Question: What’s the difference between Bob Crow and Roman Abramovich?
Answer: One is a twat whose delight in walking out pointlessly irritated thousands, the other is a man whose walkout delighted thousands of irritating, pointless twats.
No - don’t leave yet, I haven’t finished. Alright, maybe I shouldn’t quit the day job.
Roman’s early departure from Villa Park on Sunday was for any number of reasons, depending on who you believe.
Not wanting to miss his helicopter take-off slot?
Avoiding that tricky Sunday night traffic jam on the M40 / M25 interchange?
Off to the dressing room for a group hug with the team?
Urgent meeting with his personal chef to discuss Jose’s polonium and chickpea surprise?
Maybe he just needed a piss? It takes all my willpower to hang on until the final whistle with four plus pints of Czech lager assaulting my bladder. Judging by the exodus from the Matthew Harding Upper towards the end of the second half, I’m not the only one.
But I’ll stick it out grimly, risking eventual incontinence in my advancing years just to hang in there until the bitter end. I don’t have a helicopter to catch and frankly, it’s a poor excuse for bolting just because your team is losing 2-0.
It’s like switching the ‘The Great Escape’ off before Steve McQueen attempts the final jump. You know he’ll never make it, but somewhere in your (deeply irrational) subconscious mind, there is always hope.
Not in Roman’s, obviously. And apparently our benefactor had “a face like thunder” upon departure.
The sight of Martin O’Neill dancing doesn’t do much for me either, but it looked like the Russian had the same vacantly happy Private Godfrey from Dad’s Army style expression he always wears.
(Come to think of it, he was always asking to be excused - maybe Roman’s face is that of a man who is never more than five minutes away from needing a urinal?)
I haven’t really bothered with the TV much since the second goal went in, so presumably I’ve missed the slo-mo montage of footage with Jose looking bewildered and Roman heading for the exit to the strains of Barbara Streisand wailing “...makes no difference how the tears are cried, it’s over…”
Either way, there are an awful lot of people who seem to know why he buggered off two minutes early. Quite remarkable considering the man has hardly opened his mouth in public since he arrived in the country.
Maybe he was genuinely hacked off with it all and stormed off in a big oligarch-esque sulk. I want another football club, mummy, this one doesn’t work properly. It must be frustrating when you have billions at your disposal and absolute power over all you survey to watch a bloke called Gabriel completely ruin your day out.
And in Birmingham too, just to add insult to injury. I’d have had someone thrown out of the helicopter to express my displeasure, Scarface style. And I’m a reasonable bloke with a few pre-natal breathing and relaxation exercises in my locker.
I wonder if we’ll see the Glaziers, or Messrs. Gillette and Hicks storming out in similar fashion should their expensively assembled teams fail to deliver? Storming out of the 26 bedroom ranch’s main TV room and into the pool area, maybe? You’d need to actually be in the ground first to leave early.
In Roman’s mind, Jose might have five games to sort whatever he may or may not want sorting, or another five years - other than the main protagonists, I doubt anyone else really has a clue what the outcome will be. And it might all change again if we lose to / draw with / thump the living daylights out of Blackburn a week on Saturday.
The hack-driven bunkum and speculation comes from a group of people who just can’t understand how the team in blue from SW6 aren’t screwing things up the way they used to. So the odd defeat is all they have to amuse themselves with nowadays.
It will probably last until such time as Steven Gerrard is forcibly held down by a desperate Steve McClaren and given a painkilling injection in his tootsies. Then it’ll be Rafa storming off in a huff to keep them in column inches.
The Russian with the penchant for an early getaway wants attacking football, we’re told. The transition from ruthless, efficient powerhouse to graceful, free-scoring (and pot-winning) machine was always likely to be tricky, and at times, painful. It may well involve a few more frustrating afternoons like the one up at Villa Park.
It doesn’t matter whether you invest cold, hard cash or warm, fluffy emotions in a football team, a defeat is a defeat and it always hurts. But don’t walk away before the end - you might just miss all the fun.
Alright, where are you going? No, come back, I haven’t finished yet...
lovely blog, much better than the endless nonsense on teh facebook boards "kalous is going to dubai in january" was the latest and most amusing. by the way i go to school with messr hicks's son and while i sit writing this in my black lampard jersey i can just imagine the big man(tom hicks) storming out of his tv room with a shotgun ready to kill someone when they lose a game
Great post JD.
I agree with you, Roman is 'taunted' (for a better word) in the press for leaving early. Yes, like any real fan, he's mightily pee'd off that his team is losing.
If anything, he should be given credit for actually being there in the first place, and showing the sort of emotion normal fans do.
Other club's owners just sit there, fake smile for all to see for 90 minutes, week in, week out.
Cheers all - I'd like to be able to take the subject matter a bit more seriously, but the amount of column inches that have been devoted to a bloke simply leaving a game early just defies belief and only lends itself to mockery and sarcasm. I'm only sorry that the standard of football coverage in this country has sunk that far.
Yeah, there was a similar piece in the Guardian. It's beginning to look like we did cock up with not having the right qualified players, but given that as the case, I don't have a problem with Ballack getting left out. But this does show that we need to start drafting club-trained players (they have to have done three years between 16-21) into the squad, because the requirements go up from three players to four next season.
May have read it wrongly, but the UEFA requirements are a little perverse - I believe that we wanted to include Scott Sinclair but he didn't qualify as we'd sent him out on loan last season.
Yeah, I'm currently discussing some of the repercussions here.
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As far as I can make out, the rules will just encourage poaching at an even younger age where less money ends up going to the smaller club.
What I don't understand is whether this means all the players who are currently out on loan do not qualify for inclusion next season. Again, this would surely stunt the growth of young players by forcing them to stay at clubs when they aren't actually needed.
But, in general, we are now paying the press for the lack of attention given to our youth policy in the pre-Roman days.
Definitely a consequence of Ranieri's relative neglect of youth development.
The rules are definitely arse-about-face, but I think the EU aspect comes in in terms of the inability of a minor to be professionally / full-time contracted; the 'poaching' expression is rather media driven - I can't remember the full picture but as I recall any youth player has a window at the end of a season when he is free to leave (although how he is courted by other clubs seems something of a grey area) and a tribunal sets the compensation if the clubs can't agree on it, but that only covers the expense of his time there.
And yes, this rather buggers you if you produce a Fabregas (even more so if you're a small club) who leaves at 16 and is worth telephone numbers within 5 years.
The rule bending has been going on for years in one form or another and will never change unless UEFA/FIFA stand up to it (which they never will) - google the name 'Kalam Mooniaruck' for a cautionary tale.
Interesting tale.
The comparison I always make is SWP and Sinclair. We were vilified for one and not the other, but ethically and in terms of what's best for football, it's surely unquestionable that what we did with SWP was the best thing for both clubs, whereas what we did with Sinclair was only the best thing for us - we absolutely took advantage of our size and wealth and gave Bristol Rovers close to jack all.
And that's Arsenal many times over. I don't blame them for doing it, but I think the media and UEFA needs to look hard at such behaviour rather than encouraging it as canny or by changing the rules.
Isn't it a little harsh to say Ranieri neglected youth development when during his time even training facilities were very poor?
He brought young english players when he got the chance and brough through some good emglish players too.
Lampard, Terry, J.Cole, Bridge, G. Johnson, even Carlton Cole who looked a half decent striker when he playe for us.
Here is one irritating pointless twat:
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With his beloved team a goal down and the players looking deflated as the clock runs down, if Simon Hattenstone had shot up in the 88th minute at Highbury and stormed out in a huff, no one would have noticed. If he’d dramatically seized the microphone to grandly announce his angry exit because Man City were losing their first game in the brave new Shinawatra dawn, no one would have batted an eyelid. And that is the problem. Mr Hattenstone is a frustrated Man City supporter who thinks his pathway to fame is through madcap criticisms of Chelsea. I don’t think he’s qualified to join the queue yet, because on this evidence, he’d first need to hire a ghost writer to help out. Reading him is the ultimate out-of-reason experience.
Like the poor copycat he is, Hattenstone, in this piece, is trying to intellectualize the senseless sobriquet coined for Roman by his slimy constituency. In one of their most enlightening moments, the press dubbed Abramovich “Red Româ€. From thence the bolshevization of the man took a life of its own. After all, he always has that vacant, cold look in his eyes, moves around with a herd of scary bodyguards, hardly talks to the press, is dangerously quiet, calculating and, most importantly (and this is the clincher), he is from Mother Russia!
So, making a Stalin of Roman is all red-romantic. It’s the proud contribution of the dregs of the fourth estate to the war effort - a supposedly timely warning to the rest of us uninformed lot (ungrateful inheritors of a post-cold War victory against the Red Army) that we need not fall into dreary complacency, believing that this Russian isn’t dangerous while he amasses nuclear points against all other competitions as he compromises our national football security. We can see that he’s pretending to be the poster boy of western capitalism only to smuggle himself into our confidences - following in the dreaded footsteps of a long list of communist spies that once built their nests on these shores. His real red nature is the one we’ve seen at Villa Park. To put it another way, Chelsea is the Russia that glasnost and perestroika couldn’t destroy!
It would have been funny if it isn’t this sad. Hattenstone is paid by the newspaper-buying public, yet he consistently comes up with such putrid prattles in the name of sane commentary. On this one, his editor should have tasked him with sorting out his own confusion first before feeding the public such garbage. Yes, someone should have told him that this attempt to make a literary correlation between “walkingâ€, “walking a couple of strides behindâ€, “walk out†and “walkout†has fallen flat on its face once again. Walkouts do not happen two minutes before the end of the show. They happen at the beginning of the show or sometime almost after. The idea of a walkout is to supplant the planned action or spectacle. It is to show that you aren’t interested in what is to be offered, having been given an idea of what is to follow. You don’t do walkouts in the 88th minute of a 90 minutes match. In that case, you’re merely walking away or walking out because the match is effectively over. No drama.
Those calling for Roman to sue should save their venom. Simon, even in his stupidity, has not written anything libellous. He has a right to be reminded of Stalin, Hitler or Napoleon the Pig by merely seeing Roman’s frustration at watching his beloved Chelsea lose a match at Villa Park, just as we have the right to declare him bonkers after reading him.
CHEERS!
To define Roman's early departure as "walk out", Hattenstone is insulting the readers' intelligence! What a piece of trash!
Hmm ... perhaps Hattenstone is indulging in some displacement? After all, there is one person among the wave of ultra-wealthy oligarchs/fatcats recently involved with English clubs who -- unlike Abramovich, but like Stalin -- ran a country in a manner that might not have won the wholehearted approval of Amnesty International. And that person is the new "saviour" of ... Manchester City. So, having spent the past three years bleating about how Chelsea epitomise the dodgy money that has "ruined" football, Hattenstone is probably in a precarious psychological position.
To be fair, he's usually quite an amusing writer, and he's certainly not alone among journos in taking every opportunity to sound off against us. My favourite example last year was Richard Williams (also of the Grauniad) sniffily pointing out Chelsea's lack of "class" when, before the Macclesfield FA Cup game, Neil Barnett pointed out that the travelling fans far outnumbered Macclesfield's usual home gate. Shock! Horror! Arrogant Bullying Chelsea Sneer At Poor But Honest Lower Division Club which Represents True Spirit Of Football Personally Destroyed By Mourinho And Abramovich! Hmm ... and what about the Levski Sofia game when Barnett led applause for the visiting fans' dedication to their team? Or the Spurs Cup game when Barnett thanked the visiting fans for their respect on the occasion of Ossie's death? Oh, we wouldn't want to write about that stuff, of course.
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"Urgent meeting with his personal chef to discuss Jose’s polonium and chickpea surprise?"
Bloody hell JD priceless I'm still laughing, and that's even after I sprayed my monitor with coffee
Great post. It's refreshing to come across a quality blog. Keep it up.
For what it's worth, I have a bad feeling about the Blackburn game next Saturday. Hughesy has got himself a decent team there - they will take no prisoners and are a big threat to Chelsea's unbeaten home record.