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Voting For Christmas

Friday, 01 February 08, 07:19 PM

Finally, with just over a week to spare in January, My Football Club has released the details of the deal that they at the point of striking with Ebbsfleet United of the Football Conference, and what extraordinary reading it makes. It is notable, as much for what is missing from it as from what is contained therein, and culminates with what I can only describe as being an exercise in "democracy" so lightweight that it gives every impression of being little more than a legal rubber stamping exercise. The vote closes at midnight tonight, and will be the determining factor in sealing the purchase Ebbsfleet United by MyFC. There is a lot of legalese contained within it, and it's too long to post up on here in one hit, but I think it warrants further reading, so you can download it in full from here.

It is a most peculiar read, coming across as being more like an advertising pamphlet than giving any real information to MyFC members to enable to them make up their own minds on whether to vote in favour of or against the proposal to buy the controlling share in Ebbsfleet United. The opening section confirms that MyFC are to buy a 75% share in the club, and explains that the legal firm DLA Piper have carried out due diligence and create documents and, somewhat confusingly (given that they name the legal firm) an anonymous accountancy firm to carry out due financial diligence. They also state that they are unable, for legal reasons, to publish the results of the due diligences in full.

It then goes on to discuss how "numerous" clubs contacted them with a view to setting up a deal, and that, when everything boiled down, three choices were on the table. Irritatingly (though I'll do some scrabbling around on the grapevine and see what I can find out), the other two clubs aren't listed publicly, but it does say this much: "The former would have been too much of a gamble, and relied on a very significant upturn in membership to work, whilst the latter was eventually discounted on the basis of ongoing issues with the stadium". I think I know who one of them was (a Conference North club, once of the Conference, with a famously small support), but the other remains a mystery. There are a number of clubs that have ongoing issues with their stadium - which one could it be? York City? Barnet? Cambridge City? We may never find out.

Next, it's onto the sales pitch. What is noticeably missing from the "plus points" listed to MyFC members is what the benefits or potential benefits are to existing supporters of Ebbsfleet United. We see a lot about how good it will be for "the club" (ie, the new and existing owners) and how good it will be for the local area (the club sponsors, Eurostar, aren't mentioned by name, but they must be thrilled with all the news coverage an area that they have recently poured millions of pounds into is now getting). There are also a couple of interesting references to Ebbsfleet's tatty but homely Stonebridge Road stadium. In one breath, it is described as "small, but [with] bags of character", and that it "can apparently be fairly easily upgraded to league standard if the club is promoted" (almost all Conference grounds are practically League standard, by the way - a rash of clubs didn't get promoted from it in the 1980s and 1990s after falling foul of the Football League's regulations and the Conference reacted to this by tightening its own rules so much that, for a while, you had to have a better ground to get into the Conference than you needed to get into the League), but in the next it talks loftily about "the fact that the local area is being re-developed means that there is a good prospect that a new stadium will be built for the club, free of charge".

Hang on a minute. "
There is a good prospect that a new stadium will be built for the club, free of charge"? I thought that this was poor, impoverished Ebbsfleet, with no cash, small crowds and desperate enough to try anything to keep themselves alive. What is becoming apparent is that there is more to this than had originally met the eye. There is a lot of talk about "regeneration", "opportunity" and, of course, "highly confidential". There's a lot of talk about property, generally. Interpret that as you choose. It continues in this vein for several more paragraphs, along with some almost incomprehensible guff about having three different tiers of shares, plenty more about what a great opportunity this is for MyFC and with practically nothing about what will be for the best for the people that really matter in this whole, sorry circus - the supporters of Ebbsfleet United.

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What On Earth Is Going On At Liverpool?

Friday, 01 February 08, 07:17 PM

This season's major trend has been a very singular type of managerial sacking, involving "intolerable pressure" building up in the media, directors and owners panicking, and a manager's job becoming basically untenable, regardless of whether he deserves to be sacked or not. In some cases, it was undignified to the point of being embarrassing to watch, such as at Chelsea, where the boardroom politics, the despotic ownership and the ridiculous amount of control given to senior players were made public. At Newcastle, Sam Allardyce did the impossible, in becoming a figure of public sympathy for being ousted through a mixture of supporter ignorance and an owner that seems to be too eager to please said ignorant supporters.

Now, at Liverpool, the position of Rafael Benitez seems to have been undermined still further by the actions of their owners, George Gillett and Tom Hicks. It has become apparent as the season has worn on that Liverpool are not going to mount a serious championship challenge in the Premier League. In fact, if anything they seem to have taken a backward step since last season, and are currently playing like they have more in common with the likes of Everton, Manchester City and Portsmouth than they have with Chelsea, Manchester United and Arsenal. The money that was reported to be delivered to Benitez to further strengthen his squad doesn't appear to have been forthcoming, and now there are worrying rumours coming from Anfield regarding a need to restructure the club's finances ahead of the construction of a proposed new stadium in Stanley Park. There are some Liverpool supporters that are starting to sound increasingly alarmed, to the point of drawing similarities with the beginning of the decline of Leeds United.

The problem at the centre of Liverpool's current difficulties is the funding of their take-over last year. As with Manchester United, Liverpool were subject to a leveraged buyout, meaning that Gillett and Hicks utilised stock market rules to purchase the club for a fraction of its actual value. At the time, Liverpool's supporters were very supine about it all. Stars and stripes flags were waved at Anfield. The new owners were more than happy to lap up the praise when they got to the European Cup final in May, even though they'd had precious little to do with it. This season, their big summer signing Fernando Torres has carried them single-handedly through the season. They made a dog's dinner of getting through their group stage, losing to Besiktas and Marseille in a group that they should have had sewn up with games to spare. In the Premier League, they have slowly and consistently fallen further and further away from the top three since the start of the season.

The major problem for Liverpool FC is that they simply cannot afford to not qualify for the Champions League this season and, indeed, every season for the forseeable future. The buyout of the club cost £300m, which has been loaded against the club itself. On top of this, one of Gillett and Hicks' first acts when they took over was to promise to build a new stadium, at a cost of a further £300m. Liverpool were already said to be £80m in debt at the time of the buyout. Gillett and Hicks are said to be trying to restructure the club's finances through the banks, but this in itself is an expensive business. A recent report in the Daily Telegraph put the cost of the restructuring at £15m, and the cost of the new stadium has already risen to £400m, with £20m having already been paid to architects.

In the beginning, Liverpool's supporters were open to the idea. Broadly, they supported Gillett and Hicks against their rivals in bidding, Dubai International Capital, who represent the interests of the ultra-wealthy Maktoum family. Gillett and Hicks said the right thing. However, leverage buyouts are done for one reason. To buy something that is considered under-valued in the market without putting much investment in and sell it on at a profit. DIC may well have the funding to underwrite the club's debts, but they have already stated publicly that they don't much want to pour money into a black hole (and why, indeed, should they?). The danger, for Liverpool, is that they could end up hundreds of millions pounds in debt, unable to service so much as the interest payments on debts that they may already have unnecessarily run up.

At Manchester United, supporters were already protesting before the Glazer takeover. It might not have been enough to prevent the buyout there from going through (although anyone looking at the end of year figures coming from Old Trafford will be able to tell you that journalists stating massive profits there simply hasn't read the full story of how they've been massaged), but their disaffected supporters at least have an alternative. Liverpool supporters might just find that things could get a lot worse for them before they get any better.

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Saturday Night On Sunday Morning

Friday, 01 February 08, 07:12 PM

West Bromwich Albion have been playing some reasonably attractive football this season, but, to paraphrase The Streets, my God, don't they just know it? ITV ran something of a eulogy to them on "Championship Goals" this morning, in which they came across as a deeply unlovable bunch, from the supporters interviewed before their match against Cardiff City yesterday afternoon (one of whom had, "Boing Boing Baggies" tattooed across his thick neck, the other of whom said - without a trace of irony - "We're the Arsenal of the Championship". ITV then showed the highlights of their match, carefully adjusting their voice-over to put a spin on what was going on on-screen. Cardiff supporters can feel somewhat short-changed by the fact that they were reduced to bit-part players in one of their best away performances of the season, whilst the fact that it looked like a deflected shot and an own goal that "earned" Albion a point after Cardiff had deservedly gone 3-1 up was airbrushed out because it didn't fit with the script. I've always had a thinly veiled dislike of West Bromwich Albion, and this didn't help my viewpoint.

Elsewhere, the big matches of the day were a pair of Yorkshire derbies. Sheffield Wednesday beat Sheffield United 2-0 at Hillsborough in the lunchtime match yesterday, in an almost embarrassingly one-sided match. Wednesday took a first half lead and battered away at the United defence. The visitors rallied briefly at the start of the second half, before a Marcus Tudgay volley doubled their lead and killed the game stone dead. Good old Bryan Robson, eh? He's surely headed for the sack (United, having been relegated from the Premier League on the last day of last season, currently sit in fourteenth place in the Championship, justifying, in my eyes at least, their relegation last season), but we can at least thank him for turning them into one of this season's more entertaining soap operas. The other Yorkshire derby came at Elland Road, where Leeds United played Doncaster Rovers in the league for the first time in fifty-two years. Brian Stock's free-kick was enough to settle matters, in a result that seriously dents Leeds' automatic promotion chances (they're three points off second placed Carlisle United, but Carlisle have two games in hand on them). With recent defeats at Oldham and Swansea, it's tempting to think that the wheels are coming off the Leeds promotion bandwagon, but they're out of administration and have been spending predictably heavily in the January transfer window. Still, the lottery of the play-offs could yet condemn them to a second successive season League One.

Things could yet get worse for Leeds United, if rumours doing the rounds that Kevin Keegan is eyeing up Dennis Wise to be his assistant at Newcastle United prove to be correct. On current showing, Keegan is going to be needing all the help that he can get, as Newcastle played out a dreadful 0-0 draw against Bolton Wanderers at St James Park last night. The highlight of the match came about fifteen minutes into the second half, when the TV cameras picked up and honed in upon a man wearing a black and white crown, along with the grumpiest facial expression I think I've ever seen. Keegan's going to need more than the force of his personality if he's going to turn this bunch into anything any good.

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Coventry City 4-0 Liverpool

Friday, 01 February 08, 07:10 PM

Here's a video from December 1983 of Liverpool (about who's current woes I have quite a lot to say) coming up against what I can only presume was an unexpectedly feisty Coventry City side in the First Division. Commentary comes from a pre-histrionics John Motson.

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On How The BBC Got It So Very Wrong

Friday, 01 February 08, 07:07 PM

Earlier this week, apropos of nothing, really, I sat down and watched the 1979 FA Cup Final between Arsenal and Manchester United. It was like a breath of fresh air, and a reminder of how good the BBC used to be at broadcasting football. I've watched their recent coverage, however, with increasing dismay but they managed a new nadir last night with FA Cup coverage that lurched into the realms of farce, leaving the corporation looking like your trendy uncle at a wedding, wearing a medallion and asking the bride's friends if they've seen The Blurs play lately.

More or less anyone with any nous could have told you that Manchester City vs West Ham United game was going to be terrible. Manchester City are the kings of the 1-0 win, and the first match between them at Upton Park last week was an absolute shocker. Yet again, though, the BBC failed to see the wood for the trees, ignored one of the stories of the round (in the form of Conference South Havant & Waterlooville playing Swansea City for the right to a trip to Anfield after the two sides played out a bad tempered first match at the Liberty Stadium) in order to put the names of two Premier League clubs in their Wednesday night schedules. The match kicked off in a half-empty and disinterested City Of Manchester Stadium and, my word, it stank the place out. This feeling that something altogether more interesting was going on elsewhere was further emphasised by the
regular score updates coming from in from Westleigh Park, where reports were coming in that Havant were two up and that Swansea had missed a penalty. Guy Mowbray, the commentator, sighed audibly and almost expressed that he would sooner be anywhere else.

This was kind of forgiveable, considering the BBC's record in just picking the wrong match. What was singularly unforgivable was their decision, at half-time, to ignore what was going on in Hampshire in favour of a brief look at what hadn't happened in Manchester followed by a twelve minute long hagiography of Kevin Keegan and a thinly-veiled job application from Alan Shearer. It was at this point that I switched the television off and put the radio on to listen to the Havant vs Swansea match on BBC Radio Wales, via the awesome power of the internet. I wonder how many other people did the same thing? All you needed was an internet connection, and off you went.

I wasn't disappointed. The second half of the Havant & Waterlooville vs Swansea City match was absolutely pulsating. It was like being there, with an insane Welsh commentator who sounded as if he was more or less on the verge of a heart attack for the whole of the second half. Swansea had shots cleared off the line, hit and post and the bar and, in the end, Havant won by four goals to two to earn (and, by that, I mean earn) a trip to Anfield in the Fourth Round. It was an absolutely magnificent match, and a credit to both teams. Not that you'd have known much about it if you'd kept the television on BBC1 all evening.

As a quick aside, I'll be writing a weekly column about non-league football at the esteemed Pitch Invasion from now on. The first one is already up on there.

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Is It Wrong To Write An Obituary? (Part Two)

Friday, 01 February 08, 07:05 PM

Oh, now this is almost too good to be true. Not the picture, I mean. That makes me feel ever so slightly nauseous. What I'm talking about is, of course, Newcastle United's amazing decision to take on Kevin Keegan for a second spell as replacement to Sam Allardyce at St James Park. Allardyce should sue for defamation of character, or something. I mean, of all the people that they could have chosen! The only man that could conceivably have provided more guffawing than if Mike Ashley had given the job to Alan Shearer. The man that quit the England job having worked out for himself that he wasn't up to it. The man whose demented rantings in a post-match interview brought the strangely ungrammatical phrase "I would just love it if..." into the national consciousness. It's magnificent, magnificent stuff.

So, a quick resume. Keegan, of course, started out as a player at Scunthorpe United, before going to Liverpool in 1971. He was at Anfield for six years, but this was long enough to scoop up more or less every major trophy that and English player could win (the FA Cup in 1974, the League & UEFA Cup in 1976 and the European Cup in 1977) before going to Germany to join SV Hamburg. At Hamburg, he led his new club to its first ever Bundesliga in 1979. He was voted the European Footballer Of The Year in 1978 and 1979. He returned to England in 1980 to the somewhat unlikely destination of Southampton, where he stayed until 1982, when he joined Newcastle United. His final act as a player was leading the club into the First Division in 1984, before retiring. He never really matched his club form for England, and managed just twenty-one goals in sixty-three matches. He was too young in 1973, when England could have done with his assuredness in front of goal against Poland at Wembley in the match that knocked them out, and was injured in the build-up to the 1982 World Cup finals in Spain. He occasionally put in memorable performances (notably in a friendly against Argentina at Wembley in 1980), but never managed to replicate the consistency that he found at club level for his country.

His original appointment at Newcastle in 1992 was as much of a surprise as his recent one was. He had spent much of the previous eight years in Spain playing golf. With Terry McDermott as his assistant, he took Newcastle back into the Premier League in 1993 and established them there before famously losing a twelve point lead (and his mind) in the last few weeks of the 1995/96 season. He offered his resignation in the summer of 1996 only to see it rejected by the Newcastle board - he eventually got his own way in January 1997, quitting with Newcastle in fourth place in the Premier League. His return to football came at the unlikely setting of Craven Cottage the following September where, bankrolled by Mohammed Al-Fayed's money, he took Fulham into the Premier League for the first time before taking the England job. No matter what anyone says about the current England team, I remain steadfast in my opinion that Keegan's England team was the worst that I have ever seen. At the finals of Euro 2000, they threw away a two goal lead against Portugal, beat the worst German team since the war and then got knocked out deservedly by Romania. The 1-0 defeat by Germany in the final game at Wembley in the 2002 World Cup qualifiers was about as depressing a spectacle as you could imagine. A dreadful team, losing badly in a dilapidated stadium in the pouring rain. Finally, at Manchester City, he took them into the Premier League, and then to mid-table before "retiring" from football in March 2005.

If Sam Allardyce, using the limited tactical acumen that he built up at Bolton over the last five years or so, was yesterday's news, then Keegan is something akin to the ghost of Christmas past. Keegan's teams were occasionally entertaining, but reckless to the point of naivete. The post-match resignation and the infamous fit seem to me have demonstrated that he hasn't got the temperament for the job and he also has an unerring habit of resigning in mid-season, and often for no particularly good reason. In an interview with the BBC in October last year, he stated that he hadn't watched a live match since resigning from Manchester City two and a half years ago. Have Newcastle gone and taken on a manager that isn't even still interested in football any more?

What Newcastle need at the moment is discipline. The likes of Joey Barton need discipline. They need to stop making foolish defensive errors that cost them points. To that end, Mike Ashley has done the rest of the country proud by more or less guaranteeing that Newcastle United FC will remain national laughing stocks for a good while to come. Sacking Sam Allardyce because the most self-righteous and deluded of their supporters have decided that they're not being "entertained" enough? Bringing in a man that
everyone can see is hopelessly ill-equipped for the job as a replacement? Well, that's two out of three. Go on, Mike. Bring in Shearer as assistant manager. Go for the hat-trick.

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Is It Wrong To Laugh Whilst Writing An Obituary?

Tuesday, 15 January 08, 05:01 PM

G14 hasn't gone away, of course. That would, obviously, be asking too much. It's more, well, a change of strategy. Since its foundation in 2000, G14 has taken something of a "bull in a china shop" approach to its politicking, getting itself involved in needless court cases with one sole aim - creating a European legal precedent that would make them more money. The crassness of their involvement in the Charleroi vs FIFA case was staggering - here was G14, explicitly setting its sights on the governors of the world game, and using a small, provincial, Belgian club to do so. They barely even bothered with the pretence of caring about Charleroi. This was all about making money out of FIFA.

There is a cogent case to be made that the clubs should be given a share of the money that the confederations make from the likes of the World Cup and the European Championships. These are the people that pay the wages of the players that the international associations take away, use, make a profit from and occasionally return in pretty bad condition. The FA has a compensation package which covers the wages of players that get injured on international duties. However, it is limited to £50,000 per week, and a number of the players in the England squad earn considerably more than that. In the case of, say, Michael Owen, it was less than half of his wages being paid by the FA for the months and months that he was out injured after the 2006 World Cup.

The flip side to this argument is somewhat more nuanced. It's entirely plausible to argue that clubs depend on the international game as much as the international set up depends upon the club game. The renaissance in English football came, not from Sky TV, no matter how much they might want you to believe it. They didn't get properly involved until 1992. In that respect, they were bandwagon jumpers. The renaissance started with the 1990 World Cup and the ending of English clubs' exile in Europe. People started going back to their clubs off the back of a renewed interest that was engendered by England's performance in Italy and when they got there, they found that it wasn't as bad as it had been. The effects of The Taylor Report were starting to kick in, and the facilities were starting to be improved.

All of this, though, is history. The game has moved on considerably since the early 1990s, and the clubs (and, in particular, the wealthy and powerful clubs) are in a stronger position than they ever have been before. However, international football still creates better "occasion" football than club football. The Champions League final is the biggest thing that club football has to offer, yet the TV audience in Britain for it will usually be less than for an England match of any significance. The response of the broadcasters has been telling. If you sit and watch a Champions League match on the television, you are constantly reminded how great it will be if the English clubs are successful, but I suspect that less and less people are falling for this line, now. This line serves the broadcasters very nicely. It pushes the patriotic button and (and this is crucial, as far as the broadcasters are concerned) creates interest amongst the neutrals. If you strip the neutrals away from the Champions League, the audiences would lousy. They play the same trick now on the international matches, but the base audience is bigger to start with.

Ultimately, G14 was outflanked by Michel Platini, and they were left with little choice but to re-group and re-organise. For the time being, Platini has got them onside and, for the first time in the best part of a decade, there's a chance that peace might actually break out within European football. I'd watch my back, though, if I was him.

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Shots In The Dark

Tuesday, 15 January 08, 04:57 PM

Last Saturday, Aldershot Town beat local rivals Woking 4-2 at Kingsfield in the FA Trophy, to keep alive their hopes of a double of the Trophy and the Conference championship. They've lost just once in their last thirteen games and are currently seven points ahead of second-placed Torquay United. Should they get promoted at the end of this season, they will take their place in the Football League sixteen years after the original Aldershot FC became the first Football League club to fold in the middle of the season since Accrington Stanley, some thirty years earlier. Curiously, Aldershot's renaissance coincides with the redemption of Spencer Trethewy, the former "property developer" whose recklessness acted as the catalyst for the original club's closure.

The original Aldershot FC, it's fair to say, never really set the world alight. They reached the FA Cup Fifth Round in 1980 (losing to Everton after a replay), but only spent a few seasons above the Fourth Division in their fifty years in the Football League. In 1987, they raised many eyebrows for charging a £9 admission fee (a pretty huge sum at the time) for an FA Cup Third Round match against (then First Division) Oxford United. They won 3-0, but less than 2,000 people were there to watch it. They were promoted into Division Three the same year, and this is where their problems started. They started paying Third Division wages, but were relegated two years later with a considerable number of players still on Third Division wages. Suddenly, their debt became unmanageable, and by August 1990, playing in front of sub-2,000 crowds, the company that owned the club was wound up at the High Court with an outstanding debt of £490,000.

Enter, stage left, Spencer Trethewy. The nineteen year-old described himself as a "property developer", drove a sports car, and rolled into the Recreation Ground waving an affadavit underwriting the club to the tune of £200,000. He appeared, famously, on "Wogan". Unfortunately, though, all of the promises were built on fresh air. By the time Trethewy left the club, they were in free-fall both on and off the pitch, with crowds now both well below 1,500, the Inland Revenue and the banks circling, and the team just off the bottom of the Football League. They didn't own their ground, so all of their debts were unsecured. The banks and the tax man pulled the rug from under their feet. Even with the sales of players such as Tony Lange to Wolves for £150,000 in 1989, David Barnes to Sheffield United for £52,000 at the same time and Steve Claridge to Cambridge United for £50,000 in February 1990, and a potentially lucrative FA Cup Third Round match against West Ham United in 1991, the club was now haemorrhaging money. The final straw came on the 25th of March 1992, when the club was finally put out of business and resigned its position in the Football League.

Aldershot wouldn't remain without a football club for long. The club was reformed that summer as Aldershot Town, still playing at The Recreation Ground, and in the Ryman League Division Three. It took them eleven years to get promoted back into the Conference. Trethewy, meanwhile, was imprisoned for two years for fraud in 1994, after a series if incidents at top London hotels. Exactly what he has been up to since his release from prison isn't exactly clear, but Trethewy has clearly built himself up to some substance again, as this report from last year seems to indicate. He has resurfaced at Combined Counties League side Chertsey Town, where has had a beneficial effect on the club after taking over from previous incumbent Roy Butler. There will be still be many at Aldershot who will shudder at the idea, but the question remains of whether this particular leopard has changed its spots.

For Aldershot Town, the future isn't necessarily as rosy as one might hope - they still don't own The Recreation Ground, which (the last time I went there, at least) could at least have done with a lick of paint, and this means that their financial structure is built on thinner ice than it might otherwise be. Having said that, though, an FA Trophy win this season could net them at least £100,000 and promotion back into the Football League could be worth more still. One would hope that they are managing themselves a bit better this time around than they were in the early 1990s.

This short film is about their closure.


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Too Big For The Cup?

Tuesday, 15 January 08, 04:55 PM

When you're sitting at your desk, wishing the day away and daydreaming about the football career that you were so cruelly robbed of, what do you think of? Captaining your national team to victory in the World Cup? Winning the FA Cup or the Premier League? Scoring the winning goal in the FA Cup final? Saving a penalty in a crucial play-off match? Whatever it is that you do idly daydream about, I wouldn't mind betting that you probably don't idly daydream about finishing in thirteenth place in the Premier League. Why is it, then, that clubs such as Reading have taken the decision to field weakened teams in the FA Cup?

They're not the only ones to have to done this over the last few seasons or so, but Reading's decision to pick an under strength team at Tottenham in the Third Round of the FA Cup has been this season's most high-profile case, so it's worth taking a closer look at them in particular. Reading are, you may be surprised to know, one of the oldest clubs in English football. They were founded in 1871, and were voted into the Football League in 1920. As long ago as 1913, they toured Italy and beat Genoa and Milan on their own turf. They were nicknamed "The Biscuitmen" after the massive Huntley & Palmers biscuit factory that dominated the town and played at the rustic yet homely Elm Park. They bounced around the lower divisions, offending no-one, and earned the nation's sympathy in 1983 when their supporters combined with supporters of local rivals Oxford United to off a proposed merger of the two clubs by Robert Maxwell to form a proposed new club called Thames Valley Royals.

Somewhere along the line, though, Reading have started to get delusions of grandeur. They moved to the Madejski Stadium in 1998 (it's named after their autocratic owner, John Madejski), and were promoted to the Premier League in 2006. This season, their second in the Premier League, they decided to field an under-strength team in the FA Cup. Manager Steve Coppell was fairly blunt in his assessment of the situation: "I have got to do what I feel is right for this football club. I have been consistent every year and I will continue to be consistent. But we are going there to win - we are not going there to keep the score down". So, Reading FC, who haven't managed a major trophy in one hundred and thirty-seven years, are now too big for the FA Cup.

I am, I think, a realist. Chelsea, Manchester United, Arsenal and Liverpool are focussed on bigger prizes than the FA Cup. They, however, have big enough, strong enough squads to sail into the semi-finals of the cup with their youth teams. I've heard it said before that any one of these four clubs could win the FA Cup if they wanted to, and there's an element of truth to this. The likes of Reading, though... I don't get it. They are currently in thirteenth place in the Premier League. They're not likely to get relegated, and they're not likely to get sucked into a relegation battle, either. They were knocked out of the League Cup before the end of September, and with just thirty-eight fixtures to play in the league, they can hardly claim fixture congestion as an excuse, can they? Ironically, a full-strength Reading team might have beaten Tottenham at White Hart Lane last Saturday, and now they have a replay that they almost certainly didn't want next week. The draw for the Fourth Round has probably done for them anyway. They have to travel to Old Trafford even if they do see off a vastly improved Tottenham team. They're looking at having played a forty-three match season. The irony is that the historical evidence indicates that the FA Cup doesn't impact on a club's season. It took until Brighton & Hove Albion in 1983 for a team to make an FA Cup final and be relegated in the same season. One hundred and eleven years. It simply isn't something that happens anything like every season.

I think that they are selling their fans short. Having got themselves in the Premier League, they have a decent chance of making the FA Cup final - the strongest team that Reading FC has ever had must mean that Reading FC must have its best chance ever of actually winning something, right? Isn't this, you know, what football is supposed to be about? Reading may well stay up in the Premier League this season, but they're fooling themselves if they think that resting players for a couple of FA Cup matches is going to make the difference between staying up and not. Ultimately, they're sacrificing the possibility of giving their supporters something that, in all honesty, money can't buy in return for another season of mid-table mediocrity and their supporters should remember that for every glamorous match against Manchester United or Liverpool there will be two against the likes of Bolton Wanderers or Middlesbrough.

There is a way of resolving this. If the likes of Reading consider themselves "too big" for the FA Cup, then perhaps they should just not enter it at all. If it's, you know, too much of an effort to take the FA Cup seriously, why bother being in it in the first place? I think (and this is a bit of a wild guess, but bear with me) that the world's oldest cup competition might just about be able to withstand the shock of Reading not being in it, and the same goes for Bolton Wanderers, Birmingham City, or any of the rest of those Premier League also-rans whose sole existence now seems to be to do whatever they have to do in order to continue picking up that Sky TV cheque every year. If the summit of your ambitions is to finish in thirteenth place in the Premier League every season, then you frankly deserve it.

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Tottenham Hotspur's Psychological Block

Tuesday, 15 January 08, 04:53 PM

So, I got in from work last night at about 9.00 and switched on the television to watch some of the League Cup semi-final. Spurs were winning 1-0 and were completely outplaying Arsenal in every area of the pitch. "Aha", I thought to myself, "I know exactly how this is going to finish up", and so it came to pass. I watched about twenty minutes of it, and wandered off to potter about, doing other things, and when I checked back for the full time score, there it was, as predictable as the changing seasons: Arsenal 1-1 Spurs. Spurs had missed a mountain of chances, and then Theo Walcott had fluked an equalizer in off the outside of his ankle. So, it's all back to White Hart Lane for the second leg in a fortnight, and then the pressure will really be on.

The last time that Tottenham beat Arsenal was 1999, and the psychological block that Spurs now have is one of the biggest in English football. One gets the feeling that Arsene Wenger could dress eleven penguins in Arsenal shirts and put them out onto the pitch against Spurs, and the penguins would still nick it in extra time. This has become something of an obsession for Spurs fans. Draws against their biggest rivals are already celebrated as if they are wins, and one suspects that Spurs are not going to be able to take their "great leap forward" and seriously challenge for a place in the top four until they have beaten Arsenal. This doesn't seem to be case in terms of other derby matches. Everton beat Liverpool as recently as 2006, and Manchester City have won notable matches against Manchester United over the last three or four years, so what it is it with Tottenham?

The obvious thing to say is that Arsenal have obviously had a better team than Tottenham for the last fifteen years or so. Every time that Spurs have looked like turning a corner and building a team that is actually capable of doing something, they've managed to make a mess of it, somehow. I rather suspect, however, that this particular block runs a little deeper than this. In Tony Cascarino's autobiography, "The Secret Life Of Tony Cascarino", the former Chelsea striker talks candidly of his periodic crises of confidence and the voices in the back of his head telling him that he was going to miss when he was running through on goal. Spurs' players give the impression of playing like a team of Tony Cascarinos whenever they play against Arsenal. It's there in the performances of late. Spurs led 2-0 in last year's League Cup semi-final first leg, yet failed to hold onto the lead, ended up pegged back at 2-2 and then lost the second leg. Earlier this season, Spurs matched Arsenal ball for ball at Ashburton Grove, missed a penalty at 1-1, and lost 2-1.

In a fortnight's time, Spurs have a golden opportunity to at least go some of the way towards breaking the hex, and they'll have another one when they play Arsenal at White Hart Lane in the Premier League later on this season. It's not overstating the case to say that Tottenham Hotspur need to beat Arsenal in a competitive match, perhaps more so than they need to win a major trophy at the moment. Until they do, the "Cascarino Effect" will continue to fester in the back of the minds of everybody at White Hart Lane, and they will continue to be unable to challenge for any major trophies. To that extent, English football needs Spurs to beat Arsenal, if only to open competition up a little in the Premier League.

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