Monday 26 November 2012

Why Chelsea's anti-Benitez protest was wrong



There must have been a point before Chelsea's clash with Manchester City that some of the home supporters had a brainwave. They were really irritated by the appointment of Rafael Benitez and they needed to let the world know how they felt.

Protests in football have taken many forms. Street protests outside Anfield against Hicks and Gillett, a chicken on the pitch at Blackburn to suggest that Venky's were better suited to meat processing than football, and a colour-themed anti-Glazer stance at Manchester United. You can now add the A4 print-out protest to the list.

How it made its way through the mental filter should be questioned and there now needs to be a point where Chelsea supporters realise that Sunday's protest made them look utterly daft.

Regardless of the fact that Benitez has been in as many Champions League finals as Chelsea, fans are entitled to their opinions. He is the anti-Mourinho. José is the managerial ultimate at the Bridge and the hiring of the pantomime villain does not sit comfortably. That is understandable. The problem is not that they did not want Rafa Benitez as their manager.

The real issue is the fact that their vitriol was pointed in entirely the wrong direction.

Benitez is a manager whose work at Liverpool is no longer given the recognition it deserves by many due to an ugly downfall, his subsequent failure at Inter Milan and a series of misconceptions that have become facts to those who mention them frequently enough. Rafa the defensive manager, for example. The same defensive manager whose side scored more goals in the Premier League than any other in 2008-9. You get the idea...

This is a manager who wanted a route back into the English game and was offered a six-month audition for redemption by a club with huge resources and a talented squad. Why would he turn it down?

Yet on Sunday afternoon, he was the target of the anger. It was the equivalent of being fired from your job and scratching your keys against the door of your replacement's car, rather than the one owned by the boss who sent you packing. Chelsea fans don't want Benitez. We get that. So why not direct the protests at the man who fired Roberto di Matteo and hired the Spaniard in the first place?

It is simple. He has the money. He has given Chelsea fans success beyond their wildest dreams and without him, life is slightly unnerving. Without the man who sat in his box entirely disinterested by the Microsoft-enhanced handiwork in the stands, Chelsea would not be European champions.

Rather than criticise the man at fault for the turnover of Chelsea managers, a self-defeating protest against a manager who had not yet managed a minute of football took place.

If Chelsea fans really oppose what is happening, they should put Roman Abramovich's name on the paper.

I would advise investing in some A3 paper to do so, just to get the message across.

Friday 23 November 2012

Why Rafa Benitez is better than some British fans remember

There is something afoot in the Premier League and it all feels a little uncomfortable. 

As many people with 21 years of life experience would choose to, I am going to explain the issue using an analogy about girls.

A little over two years ago you split up with one of the best partners you have ever had. She gave you some of the greatest times of your life and made you feel fantastic when you thought those days were long gone. You were the envy of your mates and everything felt right.

Unfortunately, circumstances changed and the partnership lost the spark. She was the same person, but something was having a negative effect on your relationship. For arguments sake, we'll say that her new bosses were blithering idiots and she could no longer give you the care or attention required.

You agreed to go your separate ways and although it hurt, it was probably for the best.

As we all know, you spent the next two years telling everybody that you were over her and the façade was a convincing one.

Naturally, that all came tumbling down the moment she got a new partner. She's not meant to be his partner. She's your partner and you love her more. Regardless of the fact that you have moved on with a new partner, this is all horribly wrong.

For many, that will be a painfully familiar scenario, but it's the next bit that doesn't play out as it should.

The new man has got the girl, but nobody he knows shares the same excitement. His friends aren't impressed with the way she looks and the family have concerns about the lack of stability in her recent history. The relationship has only just begun, but it feels awkward and the foundations are not solid.

No man would fraternise with the new enemy, but a part of you wants to tell him how great she is. You want to tell him to give things time and it will be OK.

He's got himself a great catch; he just doesn't know it yet.

As Rafa Benitez heads into his first game as the Chelsea 'interim' manager, this is how Liverpool and Chelsea fans are feeling.

I apologise for using you as a poorly veiled character in a tale of romantic woe, Rafa, but you're better than many give you credit for. Chelsea fans should take the little time you may have together to form their own conclusions. Hopefully, then they'll understand why Liverpool still love you.

I'm not going to try to convince fans that Benitez is perfect. He isn't. He makes mistakes, occasionally does strange things and has had a difficult time since the end of the 2008/9 season. 




However, I'm going to have a nibble at the bait. Sky Sports News and BBC Radio have interviewed the socially awkward bunch who stand outside the club shop on a weekday morning and they have riled me. I always say I'll rise above them, but nobody calls Rafa “a joke of a manager” on my watch.

It is clear that Chelsea fans did not want Rafa Benitez to be their new manager. His spell at Inter Milan clearly does inspire confidence and the history between Benitez's Liverpool and Mourinho's Chelsea makes the arrival less welcoming than most. But some say Benitez is a 'joke'? No chance. You don't achieve what Benitez has if you don't know what you are doing.

There are a number of misconceptions about Benitez's previous spell in English football. The sort of statements that have been said so frequently that you find yourself agreeing with it, until you do the necessary research.

Let the sermon begin...

Style 

The greatest myth about Benitez is that he is a defensive manager. In some quarters, they said the same about Mourinho while he was Chelsea manager. 

This is the thing with British football. We consider organisation to be defensive, rather than the foundation of a very good football team. We say that Ian Holloway's Blackpool played 'good attacking football'. They attacked, of course. They chucked men into attacks with little consideration for the possibility that they might lose possession. They took their pat on the back from the admiring man in the pub at the time, but he's now forgotten about them as they attempt to climb out of the Championship once more.

Benitez and Mourinho's teams weren't overwhelmingly defensive, but balanced all over the pitch. They considered defending to be a rather important aspect of the game and set about not letting goals in. It was an intelligent theory and one that served both well.

Benitez's achievements at Liverpool are clear and one European venture sticks in the memory. He transformed a Liverpool side containing Messrs Traore, Riise and Smicer (among more obscure players whose presence will only be remembered as part of a trivia question) into a tactically astute European team. The accusations that Liverpool's 2005 victory was a fluke is one of the less perceptive myths that does the rounds from time to time.

Here's one example of why it wasn't a fluke. Benitez used Igor Biscan as a midfield destroyer in Turin and it worked.

This is what Benitez is all about. He studies opponents in obsessive details and creates plans to get the result his team requires. Those plans aren't always conventional, but he ensures his players know what is required of them. The teams Liverpool faced in that campaign were better than them on a player to player basis, but none were more effective as a team.

The fact that Mourinho's excellent Chelsea side were denied potential European domination early in the Roman era by Benitez's team is probably another factor that doesn't help him today. That he thwarted the 'Special One' twice only makes it worse.

Chelsea's current European campaign hangs by a thread but if Benitez's new team were to be fortunate in the final round of group games, they will have the ideal manager to take them forward.

Benitez will bring organisation to Chelsea (David Luiz is currently staring at a tactics board marked with a line labelled 'DO NOT CROSS' in an underground bunker at Cobham with a short Spaniard denying him an exit until it sinks in), but the manner in which he utilises Oscar, Hazard and Mata will be interesting. The link between Torres and Gerrard was wonderfully potent during his time at Liverpool and although the Spanish striker is not the same player he was back then, the trio behind him provide Benitez with plenty of invention. Benitez has played the 4-2-3-1 Chelsea are familiar with for years, but he knows it better than most.

Benitez's 'defensive' Liverpool side of 2008/9 played some excellent football and scored nine goals more than anybody else in the Premier League. If Benitez can reinvigorate Torres even slightly (nobody has ever had him playing better) and maintain the attacking flair of Chelsea's recent acquisitions, maybe this time people may take notice of the reality rather than the old perception.

Torres once revealed that Benitez made him work harder than anybody he had ever worked with, Steven Gerrard said that the manager's advice vastly outweighed his compliments and Didi Hamann called him 'a genius'. His methods may come as a shock to some of the Chelsea players, but they tend to work.

Transfers 


Another major criticism of Benitez was that he was poor in the transfer market. On low value transfers, he had more misses than hits. However, the transformation he oversaw at Liverpool after the 2005 victory was hugely impressive. They may have won the Champions League, but Benitez knew they were not good enough.

Benitez's wanted a lot of players during his Liverpool reign, only to told he couldn't have them. Dani Alves and Stevan Jovetic are two examples of players who were available, but not within the budget Benitez was given. However, this doesn't mean that his eye for a transfer was always suppressed. Reina, Johnson, Skrtel, Agger, Alonso, Mascherano, Kuyt and Torres were all Benitez's signings, not to mention the long-term plans implemented by signing Suso and Sterling. Keane and Aquilani were expensive misses, but his success ratio when shopping in a slightly more luxurious market is better than people remember.

The gross mismanagement by the club's American owners denied Benitez the opportunity to build on the title-challenge of 2009, but his spell up until that point was hugely impressive. At all levels of the club, Liverpool improved. The academy was overhauled (and is now seeing the rewards), the team improved and Liverpool reached two Champions League finals in three years.

His intelligence in the market was also crucial in overtaking Real Madrid and Barcelona to win Valencia's first league title in 31 years. Benitez signed Mista from former club Tenerife to lead his attack. 19 goals later, Valencia won La Liga by 7 points.

He may only have one transfer window at Chelsea, but he shouldn't have similar boardroom opposition. Abramovich has his faults, but a tight control of his pocket money isn't one of them. A lack of funding (and the politics it resulted in) played a large role in his departure from Valencia, Liverpool and Inter Milan. The only thing Benitez won't be able to buy at Chelsea is time. Everything else should be provided.

'Rafa's Rant'


If his style and transfer dealings have been falsely recollected, the greatest misconception must be the effect of 'Rafa's Rant'. Do you remember the press conference that apparently caused Liverpool's season to collapse and Manchester United to claim the title? Have you ever looked at the results after that conference?

There is little doubt that Liverpool should have won the league in the 2008/9 season. Benitez's side did the double over both Chelsea and Manchester United, but points thrown away in home draws to teams such as Hull, Stoke, West Ham and Fulham proved crucial.

Liverpool actually only lost once in the 18 league games after Benitez's press conference, but three draws in the period in which Manchester United played their two games in hand have warped the recollection of that season.

One week shows you what that Liverpool team were capable. In the space of four days, Liverpool beat Real Madrid 4-0 at Anfield, before dismantling Manchester United in a 4-1 at Old Trafford.

Liverpool should have kicked on from that season to mount an even stronger challenge a year later. Chaos in the boardroom dragged the club down and the final season of Benitez's tenure is the one that people tend to remember.

Who else could Chelsea have had? 



There are a host of brilliantly progressive managers who Chelsea fans may have cast glances towards, such as Jürgen Klopp (Dortmund) and Frank de Boer (Ajax), but why would they leave their current clubs? Dortmund sit on top of the toughest group in this year's Champions League, while de Boer is developing his management skills with a fine home-grown crop of Ajax youngsters. These are managers with the greatest of stability in their jobs and they are thriving off it. Having seen Andre Villas-Boas vacate a similarly exciting position, only to be sacked by Chelsea nine months into his first season in England, why would they want to do the same?

Roman Abramovich has brought success to Chelsea, but he has also single-handedly caused significant damage to the club's reputation among other managers.

Having fired a European Cup winning manager, it would be a little strange for Chelsea to opt for a manager without similar pedigree.

The ideal among many would be a man named José, but that isn't going to happen just yet. The other stand-out candidate was Pep Guardiola, currently enjoying his sabbatical in New York. Money can buy a lot of people, but the former Barcelona manager doesn't seem to be one of them.

Another name mentioned by fans is Guus Hiddink. While he is earning unimaginable sums of money at Anzhi, his return was also off the cards.

So which European Cup winning managers could Chelsea have gone for? The list is not very long.

There have been ten European Cup finals since AC Milan defeated Juventus at Old Trafford in 2003. One was Roberto di Matteo, who has just been booted out of the Bridge. Four finals, two each, were won by José Mourinho and Carlo Ancelotti. Neither of them are coming back because they have equally lucrative jobs elsewhere in Europe. There are plenty of bridges to be repaired there too. Add in Pep's two victories and seven of the recent winners don't want to know.

Another is Sir Alex Ferguson. He seems rather settled. Two Champions League winning managers left.

A ninth final was won by Frank Rijkaard with Barcelona in 2006. If Benitez's recent moves have been considered poor, Rijkaard is in a different league. After the gradual decline of his reign at Barcelona, the Dutchman headed for a troublesome spell at Galatasaray. He is now managing Saudi Arabia.

So, that brings us to the winner of the tenth Champions League final. His name is Rafael Benitez and he is now the Chelsea manager.

When you have hired and fired some of the most successful managers in European football, you will find that your options are significantly reduced. There may well be a day when Guardiola is Chelsea manager, although Manchester City are making shrewd moves to ensure they are a more suitable fit, but that won't happen just yet.

Until then, the Real Madrid educated, two-time UEFA manager of the year will have to do. Chelsea fans may not like him, but he's a good football manager with proven credentials at the highest level. There aren't many of those left who Chelsea can attract.

Incidentally, Benitez has managed in the same number of European Cup finals as Chelsea FC and has the same number of victories. If Abramovich is prepared to give the Spaniard time, I suspect both totals might just grow.

Thursday 15 November 2012

Why Fernando Torres is running our of time to prove he can be Chelsea's number nine


Making bold claims about the Premier League is a dangerous game at any point of the season and you would have to be really confident in your opinion to claim that a team who are three points off the top of the table have a significant problem before the Christmas lights have been turned on.

However, Chelsea have an issue.

Roberto Di Matteo's men have picked up just two points from the last nine available in the Premier League and have seen their Manchester rivals move ahead of them in the table. With United struggling to solve defensive problems and City yet to hit their stride, Chelsea appeared to be in a strong position to take advantage.

Of the top three sides, Chelsea looked the most cohesive in the early weeks of the season. Although David Luiz's penchant for chaos requires constant management, the defence has been tight. Chelsea's rearguard suffered from the loss of John Terry in recent weeks (and now may continue to do so), but has conceded only one more league goal than the tightest of Premier League defences.

The greatest problem lies at the other end of the field and is wearing the number nine shirt.

It would be wrong to refer to Fernando Torres as the rather expensive elephant in the room. Although he carries a hefty price tag, his struggles have been well documented. He's in the room, but everybody has noticed him and the atmosphere is slightly uncomfortable for his presence.

There have been days where the Spaniard has shown glimpses of the player the Premier League once knew, but they have been and gone without long-term change. The time may be approaching for Chelsea to look for a new spearhead to their attack. If they are to win the Premier League, they may have to.

After a period of regeneration under Roman Abramovic, which one suspects will continue for a few transfer windows yet, Chelsea are not far away from having the qualities needed to get their hands on the league title once more. There will be a time where the superb Thibaut Courtois gives the Chelsea goalkeeper shirt a younger occupant, but this season's mixed-generation defence are not the reason why City and United have moved above the Londoners. Chelsea's 11 goals against is one worse than City, while United have conceded a generous 16. Why is it that a team who have conceded more than Swansea and Sunderland are at the top of the table?

The answer is a simple one; they score goals. Lots of them.

While City have combined a tight defence with a reasonably potent attack, Manchester United are leading the pile because they are compensating for a leaky defence by simply outscoring the opposition. The leaky defence will irritate Sir Alex Ferguson, but it makes little difference when the two conceded are being offset by three going in at the other end.

Chelsea have the third most effective attack in the Premier League this season, but they are not getting the returns required from their £50 million striker. The use of price to measure a player's ability has always annoyed me. If Torres had cost £35 million, we wouldn't shrug off a misplaced pass 'because you only get that if you pay £40 million'. You judge ability with your eyes, rather than by the fee above their head. Good players will always cost big fees, but we shouldn't criticise Torres because he isn't living up to the money that was paid for him. We should criticise him because he isn't providing his team with the return that a player with his ability should be doing.

Fernando Torres couldn't ask for much more from his team-mates. Chelsea's midfield and attack has a good balance to it. Mikel is developing into an intelligent holding midfielder and the astonishingly mobile Ramires provides both defensive protection and the catalyst for the quickest of counter-attacks. Chelsea have enough quality to control the midfield and provide a platform for their attacking quartet to perform.

In Oscar, Mata and Hazard, Chelsea have a phenomenal supply line. There are very few teams in the world who can boast an attack with such a splendid blend of speed, trickery, vision and imagination. The fluidity provided by the trio makes them incredibly difficult to defend against and should provide the perfect platform for a number nine to flourish.

However, Torres isn't. He is being outscored in the Premier League by Kevin Nolan. The West Ham man has always had a great ability to burst forward from midfield to score goals, but when the main striker from a title-chasing team has hit the net fewer times, there is a problem.

The statistics support this view, but the extent to which they question Torres' impact is surprising.

Chelsea have scored six goals fewer than table-topping United and the statistics provide an insight into why this may be. As the title-race looks likely to be contested by three teams, City are also included.

While the Manchester clubs average six shots on target per match, Chelsea are only one behind with five. However, the positions where each team shoots from is interesting. While United take 60% of their shots from inside the penalty area, with City registering 61%, Chelsea only take 54% of their shots from within the penalty area.

Why are Chelsea struggling in this respect? Their attacking players are no more adept at shooting from range than Rooney or Van Persie, yet a significantly higher proportion of their efforts are being fired in from outside the box. In the striker's role in Chelsea's 4-2-3-1 Torres should be providing the focal point to the attack, as he did in his Liverpool days. However, the runs behind defences that the Torres of four years ago would make are rapidly vanishing. He does not test opposition defences in the way that he used to. Watch any compilation video of Torres' goals and see the goals that he used to score. He would stretch defences in the channels and square the defender up, before bursting past him and finishing with ease. To watch the struggles of the current Fernando Torres is sad. Whether it is the mental belief or the physical yard of acceleration that has gone, the absence of the spark that made Torres so special is troublesome.

The Torres of old would have countless efforts within the course of a game, yet he is now averaging just 2.2 shot on goal per game. Both Mata and Hazard strike for goal more frequently and Oscar is only narrowly behind. Di Matteo will be pleased that the three supporting players are getting into the positions to test the goalkeeper, but the fact that Torres isn't leading this statistic is worrying. Torres is failing to get into threatening positions as frequently as he used to and when he is there, he isn't finishing as clinically. While he is getting two opportunities per game, the chances of him rediscovering the clinical touch in front of goal are reduced.

In comparison, Rooney (3.4), Van Persie (3.1), Tevez (3.1), Aguero (2.8) and even Dzeko (2.9), who is so frequently deployed as a substitute, are having more shots. Christian Benteke, who is clearly playing ahead of a far less creative midfield, is averaging 3 shots per game at lowly Aston Villa. However you look at it, Torres is not providing the threat that you would expect from a number nine.

Elsewhere, Chelsea are scoring 61% of their goals from open play, compared to City's 65% and United's 69%. Considering the system Di Matteo deploys, there is no excuse for them to be falling behind their rivals and the struggles of Torres are playing a significant part in Chelsea's struggle.

The primary role of the number nine in the Chelsea 4-2-3-1 is to score goals, but with the goalscoring ability of Mata, Hazard and Oscar behind him, Torres' involvement could be supported if he were linking the play and creating chances for others. However, the statistics in this regard are equally damning.

Torres is yet to register an assist in the Premier League this season and his pass completion rate currently sits at 70.5%. This is the worst pass success statistic of any outfield player at Chelsea and is 8.8% lower than David Luiz, the next lowest. With 29.5% of the Spaniard's passes not finding their target, Torres is giving the ball away far too frequently. Mata, Hazard, Oscar, Sturridge and Moses are all averaging over 84%. At the rival clubs, the most similar attacker is Dzeko. He averages a pass success rate of 72.6%. However, six Premier League goals from his limited game time mean that he is still providing his manager with a solution.

It is when a number nine isn't scoring, assisting or maintaining possession in a 4-2-3-1 that the manager would be entitled to question his performances. Considering many have been left questioning the striker since the day he arrived, it is debatable how much longer Torres can command the lead-role in the Chelsea attack.

The Chelsea support are fully aware of the money that their club can invest in the transfer market and following previous anticlimactic transfers, some are all too happy to demand similar expenditure from their owner. This is modern football. It strips the identity from the individuals involved and goes into Football Manager mode. If it isn't working, buy something else.

The alternatives are both luxurious and available. Radamel Falcao is one of the world's hottest goalscoring properties and although his Atletico Madrid side are flying in La Liga, the sides who covet the Columbian may not have to wait too much longer. Alternatively, Edinson Cavani was reportedly considered by Chelsea in the summer.

Both have the credentials to thrive at the head of Chelsea's attacking quartet. While neither are massively better than Torres in terms of pass completion rate (although they are better), they are a totally different proposition in front of goal. Cavani and Falcao both average over 3.5 shot on goal in each game and their goalscoring records reflect their ability to seek out opportunities. Falcao has scored 13 goals in his 11 club games this season, while Cavani has scored 14 from his 14 games (2 were as a substitute).

In the past three seasons, Chelsea have created more chances than any other Premier League side from open play. If Di Matteo is given the option to buy a striker who is going to provide the goals that Chelsea's attacking approach demands, it is going to take something special to stop them from picking up trophies.

It gives me no pleasure in saying it, but if Fernando Torres cannot prove quickly that he has more to offer Chelsea than both performances and statistics suggest, it may be time for Chelsea to purchase a newer model.

All statistics provided by WhoScored?com.

Monday 5 November 2012

Why the 'outdated' 4-4-2 is working for Oxford in 2012

A little over a year ago, I was asked to write a short article for our friends over at The Boys From Up The Hill. Naturally, I produced a formation-based essay that attempted to solve a debate upon which football management is primarily based.

I like formations that are fluid and make life difficult for the opposition and as such, after looking at the strengths and weaknesses of several formations, I concluded that 4-3-3 was still the best option available to Oxford United at the time.

The comments section at the bottom of the article proved that three people had made it through the entire article, in all likelihood missing numerous family commitments in the process. All three provided intelligent feedback and their own take on the shape which Chris Wilder should be using. However, my favourite was the final one which had been left by 'Anonymous'. Every point made was valid, but could well have been paraphrased as: 'Thanks for the article. Lots of words, but you're wrong. Four-Four-Bloody-Two.' On second viewing, he doesn't actually say thank you.

Well, Mr or Mrs Anonymous, this is the response. I stand by the theory that 4-3-3 was right at the time, but with the squad that Oxford United currently have available, I have to admit something.

4-4-2 is working far better than my preferred system.

A lot has changed since those diagrams were created and it is time to create some more to look at why we are looking far more cohesive in a 4-4-2 than with threes. Two names are vital to this improvement and make the system work; Andy Whing and Tom Craddock.

I like 4-3-3 as a system because when the personnel in a system are interchangeable, it's very difficult to defend against. Individual responsibility is crucial in organising a defence and when players aren't sure whether to close space, track a runner into a different position or pass him on to a team-mate, spaces are made to be exploited.

With Lee Cox providing a more mobile Paul McLaren, it would be possible for United to play as a 4-3-3, but the injury to enforced deployment of Andy Whing at right-back and the return of Tom Craddock (who was unavailable when the initial article was written) has given a system that requires intelligence a chance to flourish.

When a team-sheet is created United are lining up in a typical 4-4-2. There is nothing complicated about it and that is what a lot of fans want to see. Two lines of four, two strikers and none of that modern day rubbish. However, the shape on the right is how I perceive Oxford when in possession of the football.

Although Craddock was absent against Barnet at the weekend, the opposition were so poor that the game provided a nice opportunity to study the mechanisms of the system being executed with relative ease. Jon-Paul Pittman won more in the air than Craddock would and our approach was more direct at times as a result, but he also attempted to collect the ball in the role between the lines that Craddock is marked as on the right-hand side.

When we have the ball, we don't maintain a simple 4-4-2. Such a shape is easy to mark, easily read and relies entirely on individuals beating their man in a one on one battle to create opportunities. It can work and it allows an easy transition when the ball is lost, but it lacks the fluidity that Chris Wilder strives for in his team.

We will often shift to a 4-2-3-1 relatively quickly after winning the ball. This is the shape that gets the best of both worlds. Two men remain relatively deep to protect the defence in case possession is squandered and four mobile attackers create problems for the opposition. This movement is the key element to the success of our 4-4-2.

Craddock is by no means limited to only coming deep to look for the ball, as Steve MacLean was in his spell at the club. At Cheltenham and Wycombe we have seen what he is capable of when he runs beyond Constable and the opposition defence. He has had his critics at times, but Craddock is a very intelligent footballer for this level of the game and chooses his movements well.

The key to any formation when in possession is giving the opposition a problem and challenging their organisation. In the diagram below, I have highlighted the key areas against opponents playing in a 4-4-2 and a 4-5-1, which I am sure we will see plenty of in home fixtures against teams looking for a point.

The 4-4-2 on the left is the easier of the two to play through and the large yellow areas shows the key focus of our passing. Leven and Chapman are constantly looking to play a neat pass into this area for Constable and Rigg, or more commonly Potter and Craddock. The right pass can take the opposition midfield out of the game and leave a situation where our attacking four have exposed four defenders. Too much is often made of statistics in football, but this is a simple one. The more times you can create a situation where a number of attackers are running at the same number of defenders, or (as can happen when a full-back is caught up the field and nobody has covered him) fewer defenders, the higher your likelihood of scoring goals.

The crucial elements to the theory are picking the right pass to get through the midfield and when between the lines on the other side, making clever runs and picking the correct option to open up the defence. When put like this, football sounds ridiculously simple but the best teams are those who can execute the simplest of things with the greatest precision. Have a look at Barcelona. We all know that Lionel Messi has the ability to perform the miraculous, but the movements that create Barcelona goals are very simple. They are just executed with such precision, speed and conviction that it becomes very difficult to prevent.

The shining light since changing to 4-4-2 has been the relationship between James Constable and Craddock in the final third. While Craddock does drop deeper at times, the distance beyond the pair is never too vast. Beano clearly enjoys having a partner in close proximity and they both possess the qualities to give defences problems. Craddock is deceptive in his movement, while Constable has returned to his rampaging former-self. Both can pick a pass for a team-mate and they are more than capable of scoring goals in League Two. The relationship is still developing, but the signs are promising. The best striking relationships are between players who possess different qualities. When the formations article was first published, the two available were Deane Smalley and Constable. That would be a front two who would head the ball, barge people out of the way and rely on their power, but would lack the guile of a partnership that includes Craddock. For 4-4-2 to continue to be successful, the presence of the former-Middlesbrough striker feels crucial.

Although victory was easily gained at Barnet, the performance wasn't quite at the level of the Craddock-aided win at Wycombe. Pittman got himself into good positions between the lines at times, but the effectiveness with his feet wasn't quite the same as his ability in the air. Constable struggled to get on the end of the flick-ons but there was evidence that Pittman can provide something a little different with the phenomenal spring that he possesses in his legs, when such tactics are needed.

Without the neat play on the edge of the area, another asset of 4-4-2 became clear. Although he frustrates at times, I am a Batt fan. There aren't too many full-backs at this level who provide the outlet that he does and the award he picked up from League Two opponents tells you all you need to know about how much they enjoy playing against him. However, as with any attacking full-back, he has to leave spaces behind him as he charges forward and he will never be able to be the defensively unbeatable yet overlapping player that some seem to think he should be. The advances of Batt were often brilliantly covered by McLaren in the 4-3-3, but with only two central midfielders, it becomes far more problematic when a defender is caught in the opponents' final third.

Saturday's fixture made the work of our full-backs in the system very clear. Both Tony Capaldi and Andy Whing are intelligent players, but the bond between Potter and Whing meant that our right-hand side was an effective means of attack all afternoon.

Barnet had major problems with defensive organisation when Potter and Pittman dropped deep. As we will advance with Craddock dropping deep as Pittman tried to on Saturday, I have included him in the diagram below.

Although Barnet attempted to deploy a defensive midfielder in Clovis Kamdjo, he was rarely in the right position to pick up Pittman as he dropped into the Craddock role between the lines. This meant that one of the centre-backs had to come across to cover Pittman's movement. The winger on that side of the field would then pull inside. This was most frequently Potter, although Rigg also gave the Barnet defence this problem.

As a full-back, what do you do? Do you mark the space out wide or do you follow your winger to prevent him picking up the ball? 90% of full-backs will follow their winger, leaving the flank vacant. Andy Whing doesn't get forward with the frequency of Batt, but he is very good at picking the right opportunities to do so. When Potter dragged his man inside (often with a hapless Barnet centre-half vacating even more space to track the deep-lying striker), Whing made his move to charge up the touchline. He put the ball into great areas too.

After the game, Edgar Davids said the following: "The difference was the other team was much, much better. They were much more organised."

The Dutchman has seen some organised teams in his time and the compliment should not be undervalued. Oxford's 4-4-2 provides a solid defensive base, with two midfielders who are usually excellent in possession. Importantly, they also have the vision to find the right pass between the lines to open the game up.

With two mobile wingers and a blossoming partnership at the top of the field, 4-4-2 is the way for Oxford United to go forward this season. It means that Damian Batt, Jake Forster-Caskey, Lee Cox and Deane Smalley are going to have to force their way back into the side, but that is how good squads work.

When writing back in 2011 I said that the greatest strength of 4-4-2 is the partnerships that it creates, as shown below. If these partnerships are to be broken, it will have to be by players who are performing at a higher standard than those who currently possess the shirt. I hope the players who currently occupy the bench can rise to the challenge.

There will be occasions when we need to alter our system. If we come up against an attacking 4-3-3, we may need to match up with them in midfield and allow Lee Cox to do what he does best.

I don't like a rigid 4-4-2 and credit should go to the coaching staff for creating a team who are comfortable mixing their roles in the system with the freedom to pose problems for opposition defences.

So there it is, Anonymous. Unless you come back to me with the confession that you have switched allegiance to the 3-6-0 of Euro 2012 winning Spain, you are right. 4-4-2 can work and although it will need to keep doing so for a lot longer if we are to be successful, we look like a better team for it.

Friday 2 November 2012

In comparison to the Los Angeles Olympics in 1932, what made the 1936 Berlin Olympics a 'Nazi Games'?


In my final year of a history degree at Cardiff University, I wrote a dissertation about the Olympics of 1936.

I travelled to Berlin, interviewed a German man, rummaged through the archives of Oxfordshire's newspapers and then cut half of what I discovered due to word limits.

If you ever want to read it, you can do so here.

Why I've fallen in love with the modern League Cup



In recent years I have allowed myself to believe that the League Cup had become like the BAFTAs. A nomination for the glamorous finale meant a jolly good day out and if ultimately successful, a prize that wouldn't look bad in the cabinet. However, it isn't recognised as the highest form of achievement by those who truly matter and ultimately, isn't as good as the Oscars.

Thankfully, the fixtures that have taken us through to the quarter-final stage of this year's tournament have acted as an epiphany to help me break away from what modern football wants me to believe. The League Cup may not be able to compete with the more glamorous trophies on offer, but it has a great deal to offer to those involved.

Before I present my theory, it is important to remember that there have been times when the League Cup has been considered hugely significant. It wasn't all reserve teams, sacrificed ties and half-empty stadiums. Ask fans of Oxford United, Luton Town, Middlesbrough, Leicester City, Stoke City and even recently, Birmingham City. League Cup victories matter and form an important part of the history of many victorious football clubs. Those who mock victory have either known too much success or have never been fortunate enough to know how good it feels.

I'll admit, this theory isn't going to change your life and it might take a little empathy to understand. Until your team experiences one of the key factors, the concept may remain alien to you. However, I am not going to worry about saying it in fear of what the big boys who get to play in Europe may think. I really enjoy the League Cup.

One reason why the time feels right to confess my fondness of the competition is the glut of goals that we were treated to this week. On Tuesday afternoon I was complaining about Sky Sports' choice of live fixture. Reading were hosting Arsenal's second string while elsewhere, Swindon Town were taking on struggling Aston Villa. My birth certificate and the badge upon my chest dictate that I don't like Swindon, but even I could see why it was the more attractive fixture for the neutral viewer. We can see Reading play Arsenal twice this season anyway. Who wants to watch it again?

As it turned out, all of us did. Football matches are never the same and if the Capitol One marketing team could have asked for anything from this year's competition, it would have been that it embraced the downright barmy to entertain us all. The Tuesday night fixture forced those of us who are interested in shape, formations and controlled football to rip up our data sheets and just enjoy the game for what it was; glorious mayhem in front of a captivated audience. The game in Wiltshire wasn't too bad either and when combined with Wednesday's extra-time fun at Stamford Bridge, the cup has enjoyed a productive week.

So there's the first thing to remember. When there are fewer perceived consequences of defeat, utterly crazy and brilliant things can happen. A game of football can be exciting whether it is in the park on a Sunday or at the Etihad in May. A football match doesn't need a direct consequence to be enthralling and if we are determined to not enjoy 90 (or 120) minutes of the game that we love because of our own perceptions of the competition it is in, we've gone wrong somewhere along the line.

If any type of club understands the concept of enjoying the League Cup for what it is, it is often the clubs in League Two. Below what worldwide fans see on the television every weekend, there is a world of football. It doesn't stop at the bottom of the Football League either. There are people right down the football pyramid going to a ground on a Saturday afternoon to watch a game. The non-league clubs obviously don't fit directly into the theory until the FA Cup comes around, but for these clubs and fans, the League Cup can still be very special.

I wouldn't change a thing about my time supporting Oxford United, despite our extended foray into the Conference, for this very reason. When you have done a Friday night in Barrow or stood on the unprotected terrace at Grays Athletic in the cold January rain, you gain a great sense of perspective. After promotion to the Football League, I was excited about visiting Northampton Town, let alone clubs at the top of our game.

This is where the second point comes in. The League Cup isn't all about the Premier League and if anybody who supports a top division club complains that the competition is an inconvenience, excuse the thousands of fans of clubs below you who will happily not give a damn. One of my favourite Oxford memories in recent years was visiting Upton Park in this competition. We lost in the last minute, but to pack an away end of a big stadium with yellow shirts to watch our players take on their top-level counterparts was special.

When Bradford host Arsenal in the quarter-finals of this year's tournament, it will be a great game for their club. They may not have been away from the top flight for all too long, but when you are at the bottom, it feels like a million miles away. There are some passionate supporters down there who don't receive the same level of exposure as their bigger counterparts. If we are going to begrudge the smaller boys a potentially club-saving pay-day because it's a trophy that feels inconvenient, it may be time to visit a lower league game and rediscover that sense of perspective.

That part of the theory was a little intense, right? The little man's attacks on the big establishment will become a feature on these pages where I'm involved, but this was supposedly going to help you to enjoy football again. So, as Helen Lovejoy once said in The Simpsons, “won't somebody please think of the children?!”

Whichever club you support, there few things more enjoyable than seeing a young player break into the first team. Sadly, the cut-throat nature of the Premier League has made it even harder for young players to break through. There's obviously the impact of players coming from abroad to contend with, but when a manager can lose his job for four bad results, you can understand why the trusted pros often get the nod over the raw youngsters. With managers worrying about overworking their first eleven, the League Cup has become a platform for the young players to impress.

Tuesday night provided the perfect example of this. Unless you are an avid watcher of U21 football, the name Thomas Eisfeld may have been new to you. Eisfeld is 19, signed for Arsenal from Borussia Dortmund in January and doesn't have a huge profile. After replacing Emmanuel Frimpong - a player with a self-driven profile that vastly outweighs his ability – the German put on a 60 minute exhibition of his talents. His movement was intelligent, his touch exquisite and his passing accurate. His team were in a hole and when they needed a boost, it was the teenager who was at the heart of it. Suddenly Andrei Arshavin came to life, Arsenal were passing through Reading's defensive lines and the entire match changed.

If Thomas Eisfeld makes a Premier League début this season, the League Cup will have been worthwhile. Managers never know how a player is going to react to a first-team match environment until they have been there, but if they embrace the opportunity, it can act as a fast-track through to the Premier League. Just ask Liverpool. Suso and Andre Wisdom were so impressive in the third round victory at West Brom that they have been starting in the Premier League ever since.

By the same token, Liverpool's defeat to Swansea last night may have been the last chance for Joe Cole to turn his Anfield career around. It was an opportunity that he didn't take. If the League Cup is ensuring that the brightest young talent is allowed to play in prominent club competitions ahead of those who are on the slide at the end of a career, it is a competition that is worth embracing.

To get something from the League Cup experience, you have to buy into it. For too long the competition has been viewed as an inconvenient road to nowhere by the modern football fan. But is it really? This season it has entertained, given the lower league sides their day in the sun and provided the opportunity for youngsters to show that their time is now. If we love football, we should love that.

It may not have the non-league narrative of the FA Cup, the glamorous European nights of the Champions League or the multi-million pound making three points of the Premier League, but it is far from being obsolete. If anything, it is a tournament that is discovering a new purpose in the modern game and for that, I think it's terrific.

Monday 22 October 2012

Why Kirkland's attacker has lost all sense of perspective




A friend of mine once told me that she had taken to the sofa for the evening to watch a film with her husband. When I enquired as to what it was, she told me that it was the elf-hooligan epic Green Street. Both will watch the football if the kids have it on in the living room, but neither would declare themselves as loyal football fans.

If the film choice was odd, the declaration that the film was somewhat Shakespearean surprised me. Despite taking a drama A-level at school, I always interpreted Bill's work as largely nonsensical and often plain daft. It was only after the disgraceful scenes at Hillsborough on Friday night that this comment returned to me and it began to make a little sense.

The Shakespearean element of the Dyer-esque football firm film was said to be the tribalism that was shown to accompany supporting a football team. The supposed logic behind football rivalry in the film is very simple. If playing at home, it is our land and we will protect it. If away, we will try to claim opposition territory and let everybody know about it. It's a cross between medieval knighthood and capture the flag, but slightly less noble than either.

Clearly, the actions of one Leeds United fan did not have any place in football. It was a cowardly assault on a man who had no part in the caveman theories of the match-going fan. The police will deal with the man in question and there is little more to be said about the act itself. As the kind of person who is often found rummaging in haystacks, I was going to hunt for some logic in his actions.

There was none.

What went through the fan's head, only he will know. I doubt it consisted of cohesive thought, let alone substantial risk-assessment.

Instead of searching for grass in a desert, it's worth looking at the following theory. There are two types of football fan when the derby comes to town.

The first is the normal one, like you or I. We don't like the opposition and we really, really want to beat them. Losing a derby fixture is deeply painful and makes for a miserable week, at the very least. I am an Oxford United fan and have been fortunate to witness four consecutive victories over our rivals, Swindon Town. Three of those saw Paolo Di Canio cut a forlorn figure on the touchline (technically, once he was in the stand) and a cherry was placed on the top of the derby victory cake. Every one of those wins was great and will live with me forever. They are the most tense of fixtures, but the emotions that accompany a goal or victory are difficult to describe.

Here is the thing though. When we have scored goals against Swindon, I have never thought that the moment could be improved with a fight. We've all ended up a couple of rows lower down the stand than we were before the goal, but we've never ended up running around the pitch. It's very easy for this type of football fan to remain within the law at a football match. We'll sing our songs and question the parentage of the Swindon support, but it won't go much further.

We don't like our rivals, but it doesn't extend beyond a theoretical dislike. A fixture against the opposition provides an opportunity to gain the upper-hand in the stands and on the field, but that is where it ends.

At Oxford United, we have a couple of fixtures against the Swindon Town supporters every season. We have a game of football between us, we exchange opinions about who has a greater number of fingers and we are fiercely competitive. However, we could go for a pint after the game. They are the rivals, but they are actually pretty similar to ourselves. They just wear different shirts.

This is the concept that escapes the other type of derby day football fan.

After the events of Friday night, the supporter in question kindly left his Facebook page open to the world. As a word of advice, if you're going to disgrace yourself on television, it is always worth hiding your photos (and mobile number) beforehand. However, as I had a little browse through the suspect's page, it was possible to conduct a brief human study.

Comments on photos quickly made it clear that he had been banned from football grounds previously and he was not particularly embarrassed about it. One comment mentioned the 'Service Crew'. This group are not half as helpful as they sound and were actually the banner under which the Leeds United hooligan element operated in years gone by.

One key feature of this type of derby fixture fan is that they have not noticed that these days are long gone. Most clubs have this minority. Football is a far nicer place than it was in the 1980s and when we see thousands of women and children entering our football stadiums, we are reminded that the modern game is vastly improved on a social level.

The belief that you go to a football match to do anything other than support your team has decreased significantly, but the minority will always remain. The logic behind this was made clear by another comment on the aggressor's page. One comment read: 'We are Leeds United. We do what we want.'

As the fan begins his 16 weeks behind bars, it feels right to point out that in reality, maybe you don't do what you want. Perhaps you're not actually Leeds United either.

The club were extremely quick to condemn the events of Friday night and fully support the police in their efforts to find the perpetrator. With Neil Warnock describing the fan as 'a disgrace', it is clearer than ever that this behaviour isn't what football support is about in the 21st century. While the gleeful grin on the face of the fan as he returned to the stand suggested that he thought he had done his club a service, Leeds fans were united in their criticism of his actions. When your club and fellow supporters are vocal in their criticism of your conduct, it is time to realise how deluded you have become. There should be no greater shame than embarrassing your club.

A football club gains its victories on the field of play. The points are compiled in a table and the key protagonists are those who can actually change the course of the game. Fans are largely fantastic. They are vocal, passionate and without them, the game would not survive. The great fans are those who travel the length of the country to a wet and windy terrace to sing their support for their team. They are the fans that the club are proud of. There are thousands of fans who do this every week and it is they who are tainted by the actions of the minority.

Criticising the fan who goes to the game willing to have a scrap is not a sign of football going soft. It is just a sign that it is growing up.

Football rivalry is fantastic. The highs and lows of football are exacerbated by rivalry and nobody wants to remove it from the game. However, there should also be a sense of perspective in this. If you would avoid giving an opposition fan your custom due to the team that he supports, the self-indulgence may have gone several steps too far.

While it often feels like so much more, our rivals just wear a different badge on their chests. There are still some who need to grasp this.

Monday 24 September 2012

Peace efforts prove to be in vain as minority refuse to grow up

As the chants of “murderers” echoed around a near empty Anfield, the greatest victory that looked to have come from Sunday's game was snatched away.

This was a fixture that had seemed to pass without the controversy that many anticipated, outside the game at least. Two adults shook hands and both clubs played their part in an emotional tribute to 96 fans who didn't come home from a match, while Anfield was transformed into a mosaic of respect and memory. This was how it needed to be.

That we were able to focus upon the decisions of Mark Halsey in the aftermath of a fixture between Liverpool and Manchester United was a relief. This was the football.

There had been hope that neither side would throw any bait, let alone react to it. When the away support tested the atmosphere with an ill-judged rendition of “Where's your famous Munich song?” there was no response. We all relaxed.

Finally, after years of the vile referencing of human tragedies, had something changed? Maybe the fans had realised that the events of Munich, Hillsborough and Heysel were not 'football' tragedies, but tragic human losses which have no place as a method of gaining the upper-hand on a rival.

But then it began, rendering the previous ninety minutes redundant, to be placed in the file marked 'the fake sound of progress'.

It is reported that a small number of home fans remained after the majority were filing into Stanley Park to provoke with aeroplane gestures that are a clear reference to the Munich disaster.

Sadly, it seems that it only takes one inept faction to bring the rest crashing down. The points had been won on the pitch, but when retaliation provided the opportunity to gain a few more, the old chants returned.

This was the most snide of attacks, from both sides. Sky Sports were focussed on the Etihad, while the majority had diverted their eyes from Anfield. They thought they would get away with it. They thought that if nobody was looking, the moral rules of human decency no longer applied.

If in the weeks after the fans at Hillsborough were cleared of blame, the establishment lies that football's working class once stood together to fight against were exposed and in which Sir Alex Ferguson and Steven Gerrard begged their fans to behave with dignity, a section think they are able to continue their hatred without accountability, they are wrong.

If after all of these events they still haven't had their actions placed into perspective, they may never change.

Friday 7 September 2012

One night in Stratford...

In the absence of a match report, George Dugdale tells of his experience of following the Swindon victory (the fourth one in the set, if you're losing count) via the internet.

Is this what it used to be like in the olden days? Did we have people staring incessantly at the Ceefax screen waiting for the vidiprinter to bring you the news? It might be 2012 but that is what I was reduced to last night as Chris Wilder's side won the fourth derby in succession and the third in his tenure.

I had a letter from Channel 4 a couple of months ago. 'George, would you like to work at the Paralympics?' Well yes, yes I would. I've not done a full day's paid work in my life and this could potentially be a game-changer. I looked at the fixture list and figured out that I would miss Southend, York and Exeter. I could return home for Plymouth and as far as things go, that wouldn't be too bad. We then drew Leeds United away in League Cup. Irritating, but I could get over it. The big problems arose as we set off for Bristol Rovers on day one with the news of a home draw against Swindon in the JPT. I knew that I couldn't go.

Perhaps the Paralympics officials would be understanding? I understand that this is quite a big deal to you and the rest of the world, but can't we just have a night off? Unsurprisingly, we couldn't and my experience of the third derby victory was destined to be thus: 'Refresh. Refresh. Refresh.'

This season's derby has taken on some extra significance from my point of view. A friend's brother plays football and in the summer, I knew he was on the move. Attempts to pull him to Oxford United were rejected as he wanted League One football, so we ended the conversation by saying: “anywhere but Swindon Town”.

This became an issue a couple of weeks later. A text came through. 'Sorry. He's going to Swindon.'

It is at times like these where you re-evaluate friendships but considering he would most likely be booted up the backside or subbed after thirty-five seconds of a game sooner or later, I comforted myself with the belief that this time would be brief and the friendship could be resurrected soon enough.

Irritatingly, the friend's surname is not Foderingham and the player in question appears to have done pretty well. We ended conversation before the game with the primary school line of 'treat others how you would like to be treated', partly because I wasn't overly confident. They may be based at the wrong end of the road, but Swindon Town have spent unbelievable sums of money on good players and beat Stoke a week ago. Add in the fact that they are managed by a madman who wants revenge and you could perhaps understand why I wasn't entirely confident that our depleted squad could get a result.

Over in C4 Paralympic towers at 1900, or the evening show as I now call it, I was working hard and debating the decision to put Alfie on the bench. It was only the JPT and I wouldn't want to lose a big player for the league campaign. This was a game that was only worthwhile in terms of bragging rights and we know what happens to us when Alfie is missing for prolonged periods.

45 minutes later and I am ready for kick-off. Perhaps due to the awareness that I often have other things on my mind, the computers at our logging desk do not have an internet connection. This means no 'Yellow Player' underneath my work headphones and no commentary. It means over 90 minutes of downward scrolling. If you have an iPhone with Twitter, you will understand what I mean.

I admit that I am not particularly good at derby fixtures. I get ridiculously nervous and refuse to enjoy it until I know we are safe. Even in the 2-0 victory last season, I don't think I was entirely willing to celebrate until there was a minute of stoppage time remaining. I'm even worse when I am listening to radio commentary so I wasn't sure what a night of Twitter would do to me.

Whilst maintaining a TX log of C4's output (that's lots of clicking and typing to the rest of you), Twitter was keeping me up to date. Swindon had created a few chances in the first half but Clarke hadn't been stretched too much and we were having our own say too.

You do strange things when you are powerless and superstitions became a problem. I had initially planned to only check the score at half-time and full-time, but that lasted a minute and proved to be unsustainable. The next superstition involved only reading the tweets when C4 left the studio, whether it were for a break, live action or a VT. On average, that resulted in three minute bursts and as things were going well, I couldn't change. In my mind, I was keeping us in the game and any compromise to my strategy would have devastating effects.

Half-time came and went, although for 15 joyous minutes I wasn't a nervous wreck. However, in the second half, a problem developed. Not a great deal was actually happening. It transpires that this was because the teams were kicking lumps out on each other rather than attacking the goal, but in my mind something was certainly wrong. There had been a catastrophic internet failure on Grenoble Road and people were hiding things from me. This resulted in a new strategy called the 'constant refresh'. This is where you are unable to believe that nothing is happening and when it does, you need to know about it instantly.

The crazy thing about Twitter at times like these is that not everybody on your timeline actually cares about the same stuff as you. I'm on edge and don't take particularly well to tweets about new puppies and what is on BBC 3 (and why aren't you watching the Paralympics?).

The minutes count down and I realise that I am hoping for penalties. I have immense faith in Ryan Clarke to stop at least one penalty and if our penalties match those against Bournemouth, we'll be OK.

As I am looking at the minutes decrease, I drop my guard. I have assumed that penalties are the only outcome and nothing is going to change that. I'm relatively calm as I scroll down once more. Then everything changes.

These tweets appear first. OUFClive and Dave Pritchard have laptops and are quicker than the fans to bring me the news. If memories of the last Swindon fixtures are accurate, the fans are also too busy landing in rows that are not their own to do any social networking.

When Alfie Potter comes on as a substitute, brilliant things happen. I should have remembered that.

All of a sudden, my life becomes very surreal. I am in an office in the International Broadcast Centre at the Paralympics. There is a massive red light in front of me that reads 'on air'. Everybody else is totally calm and enjoying their work. Whilst my heart wants to run into the studio and do a full-length body slide across Ade Adepitan and Clare Balding's table, my head tells me to maintain composure. I allow a couple of revolutions of my spinning chair in celebration, but there is little else to do. My head is going bonkers, there is sitting volleyball on the TX screen and I'm in a room full of people that don't care. When we beat Swindon at home last season, I hugged strangers, but they were Oxford United strangers and it was OK. As Warwick Davis from Willow and Harry Potter walks through the office, I decide that it isn't a good idea. As with all guests to the studio, Mr Davis has to walk past my desk to get to the green room. I'm grinning from ear to ear. I think Warwick is slightly concerned by the apparent level of my love for him.

There are four minutes remaining and my life is slightly chaotic. I am refreshing Twitter and logging an exchange in the studio that really requires my full attention. Once this is done, the referee has blown his whistle and I can only assume that Grenoble Road has gone wild. Twitter certainly has and the reason I won't be using screen-shots for full-time is because not one Oxford United fan has found it in themselves to resist the urge to swear. It's one of those moments and I think we all understand.

The moment is glorious and surreal in equal measure, but a Facebook notification gains my attention. It's the sister of the Swindon player. It reads 'ah shit...' My day is made.

Nothing can go wrong from this point onwards. I am an emotional wreck, nobody at C4 would understand why and I have kept myself to myself. Apart from on Twitter. I've gone mental on there.

Looking back, it is clear to me that the best place to be when the derby comes around is at the game. I understand that many Oxford fans live too far away for this to be a possibility and I have had a difficult insight into their lives. I suppose I am fortunate. I attend the vast majority of games and whether we win, lose or draw, I am there to experience it.

I don't intend to make this Twitter football business a regular feature. I don't think I can handle it. However, I have gained a great deal of respect for the Oxford fan who can't be there. The fan who has their own superstitions and who can't make a cup of tea until half-time because we will concede if they do. It's a totally different world, but reading through the Twitter timeline, there is one thing that is clear. Wherever we are in the world, we are all very much in this together. I like that.

Friday 13 July 2012

Why Kelvin Thomas was a great leader at Oxford United

The bowler raced to the crease. The batsman, who had enjoyed a fine knock, slashed at a delivery wide of his off-stump. The ball looped behind square and into the grateful hands of the fielder.

Not many people meet their football club's chairman where I met Kelvin Thomas. I believe they call it short third man.

As my team-mates from the Oxford Mail team trotted over to congratulate me, Kelvin nodded in my direction. “Good catch, mate” is what I believe it meant, but his body language was different. I sensed that he was irritated. As a teenager, I was too fearful of the extent to which I had irritated the chairman to bask in any glory. The mockery from his colleagues in the Oxford United cricket team did little to calm my panic. When I look back, however, I realise that this dismissal taught me a great deal about Kelvin Thomas. He is a winner.

On the day that Oxford United announced that Kelvin was to leave the club, there is nothing to suggest that I am wrong.

I remember exactly where I was when Kelvin was appointed as the chairman of Oxford United. It was a Thursday night in 2008. It was October, it was absolutely freezing and I had arrived for football training an hour early. My phone buzzed and my hands emerged from my pockets to read a text from the club about the change at the helm. Moments later it went off again. A text from a friend. “Bloody hell. It sounds like we're in a bit of trouble here, Dougie.” I would later discover that the statement spoke of 'a difficult task' due to the need for 'financial backing to see the club through'. The task was going to be more than difficult. As I watched a group of kids training, I remember looking at the number of Oxford United shirts chasing around after their Premier League equivalents. “This guy is going to have to be good if these guys are going to have anything to be happy about.”

Kelvin Thomas is good though. Very good.

In the same club statement from 2008, the club outlined Kelvin's aims for dealing with the 'difficult task'. 'Kelvin believes that it is possible by re-engaging with fans, improving performances on the pitch and involving individuals or groups who may wish to purchase a shareholding in the club.' The new chairman had a plan and it was one that he stuck with in order to fulfil each of his aims.

There are a number of reasons why we can't truly assess the state the club was in when Kelvin took charge. The most diplomatic way of putting it is this. The fact that we don't talk about Nick Merry tells you a great deal about Oxford United in 2008 under the guidance of the man who didn't wear socks. Merry was a nice man and whenever I spoke to him, he was receptive. However, despite the hard work he put in, the club was a mess.

It is impossible to document all of the changes that have taken place under Kelvin, but the crucial period was the search for a new manager after the dismissal of Darren Patterson. Big names fly around when a club like Oxford United have a managerial vacancy, but Kelvin didn't go in for that. The club took time to interview a number of candidates and selected the one whose philosophy, attitude and ambition was fitting with the club. I was slightly taken aback when Chris Wilder was appointed as manager, but I hadn't had the benefit of hearing what Kelvin had.

All too often football is made out to be a very simple science by fans. Sign a load of good players, stick them on the pitch every weekend and watch them beat everybody who is placed before them. However, to achieve success in this game you need a number of things. You need a plan, you need a team to enforce the theory and you need an atmosphere in which the ideas can thrive. Every success in football relates back to base moments. For Oxford United, it was the promotion of Kelvin Thomas and the hiring of Chris Wilder. As a partnership, these two have been immense for the football club. Dancing on the pitch at Wembley? Taking 4,000 vocal fans to West Ham to sing how proud they were of their team? Doing the double over Swindon Town? These are great moments that are the product of things that happened long before.

I am sure that Kelvin made mistakes during his reign, but I am equally certain that they were outnumbered by the triumphs. We are more stable financially than we have been for a long time, we have finished in our highest league position since 2004 and we have finally got an identity. There will always be dissent, but it is my belief that Oxford United is far more together now than it was before Kelvin came in. I am not sure I knew what this football club wanted to be five years ago. Under Kelvin, we have become a club who communicate, do things by the book and don't get carried away. Not everything can be public knowledge in the running of a football club, but Kelvin was open about a number of issues during his tenure. We never shouted about players that we wanted or how much money we had to spend. We instilled a mentality that encouraged the club to not get carried away in victory or become too despondent in defeat.

I like these qualities a great deal and I think that Kelvin has played a large part in our football club doing things the right way. More than anything, this may be the Kelvin Thomas legacy.

Among the many positives, there is one thing that deserves great credit. Kelvin Thomas has given Oxford United back to the fans. All the boardroom decisions clearly play a part in this, but there are a great number of instances where Kelvin was a hit with the fans by doing things that were certainly above and beyond the call of duty for a chairman of a football club.

I think back to the Special Effect day for Charlotte Nott and the day that Tess Sullivan was carried onto the Grenoble Road pitch to meet the crowd. The role of fans in raising awareness of these causes was crucial, but the club listened. If supporters told Kelvin that they wanted to help somebody, the club were willing to throw their support behind it. Football is great, but the satisfaction of an entire club community coming together to help others makes me proud to be an Oxford United fan. We have achieved a number of things with Kelvin in charge of our club, but moments such as these are right at the top of the list.

There was also a Saturday morning in April of 2011 when Kelvin graced Raging Fever, the Oxford United supporters' team, with an appearance. How many chairman play a game of football with the club's fans on the morning of a league fixture rather than knocking back the invitation to get to the ground early and have a drink? It's the personal touch that elevates Kelvin to such a popular status with Oxford fans. He scored two goals in a 3-1 Fever victory that day. As I said, he's a winner.

Every fan I meet seems to have a positive story about Kelvin and I am no different. I graduated from university this year and knowing this, I emailed the chairman to ask for some advice. As many know, I want to work in sports media. I assumed Kelvin would have a contact or two and knowing what he looked for in an employee couldn't be a bad thing. I sent a speculative email and heard back soon enough. 'Come to the club. We'll discuss it.' That was great, but as I returned from the Champions League semi-final, I received an email asking me to ring the club. Walking through Madrid airport I did just that and spoke to Mary, Kelvin's secretary. “Meet Kelvin for a drink in Summertown tomorrow morning. He's doing an interview live on Radio Oxford and he would like to take you along.” I gained a great deal from our conversation that day and despite agreeing to disagree on the adaptability of tiki-taka to British academies, I left Summertown with a new sense of direction. As I said, Kelvin goes above and beyond the call of duty.

There are dozens of stories like this. There are also those who have strayed the wrong side of Kelvin and have learned not to repeat their error, but that is what is needed from a good chairman. Kelvin's tenure has been organised, efficient, disciplined and ultimately, successful. Who are we to argue with the methods?

I have feared the day that Kelvin left Oxford United for a while now, but at the end of a big day for the club, a sense of optimism remains. The handover is set to be a smooth process and the familiarity provided by the Lenagan family will be of great benefit to the club.

Very few chairman can say that they left their football club more popular than they were when they arrived and even fewer can say that they have provided Oxford United with the level of improvement that Kelvin oversaw.

It is a shame that we didn't manage the second promotion while Kelvin was at the club. I believe that will come, however. The work of the former chairman won't be forgotten when it does. Kelvin Thomas is a winner and his football club have been reminded what winning feels like as a result.

On behalf of all the team at Rage Online, I would like to take the opportunity to thank Kelvin for his work at Oxford United and wish both him and his family the best for the future. I don't know about our readers, but Kelvin was the chairman that made me dream again.

Tuesday 5 June 2012



I really like James Constable.

It would seem, however, that there are a number of criteria that need to be fulfilled for that statement to be true. To really like James Constable, one must not speak of his weaknesses, offer suggestions as to how his limitations could be reduced or consider alternatives. With that in mind, entertaining the thought of selling Constable is likely to render me a heretic.

That is the thought going through my head though. I am changing my mind constantly, but on the condition that any transfer fee in reinvested in the right player(s), I can see an argument for accepting the right bid.

I am an Oxford United supporter. I don't have an allegiance to Chris Wilder or James Constable exclusively. I support both. They both want the best for my football club, whatever you may be told. We are embroiled in a strange situation whereby you are either 'Team Wilder' or 'Team Beano', as if Oxford United's support is divided by some teenager inspired Twilight based allegiance system. The only thing I understand about the various cliques is that it is unforgivable to criticise Constable's contribution, but perfectly acceptable to suggest that a desire to sell a footballer links directly to a manager's ego and jealousy. That alone is ludicrous, but it seems likely to be the summer trend.

There are three areas to approach when contemplating Constable's future. Firstly, what are his strengths and how likely are we to see them next season? What are his weaknesses and why are they increasingly apparent? Finally, what will happen if he goes? There is little chance of fans agreeing on all three factors, but the last one appears the crucial element.

One of the greatest strengths to James Constable is who he is and what he has achieved. Beano was a phenomenal non-league striker. His goalscoring record was exceptional, defences couldn't handle him and alongside Wilder, he was the driving force behind our resurgence. As such, the man is talismanic. When you think of Oxford United, James Constable doesn't follow far behind. Fiercely competitive on the field, Constable the man is humble, intelligent and a fine representative of the club. To have Constable playing for Oxford United has been a privilege and the idea of the club without him is difficult to comprehend.

As a player, he has plenty of qualities. He works hard in pressing defences, is capable of bullying defenders (although he has been out-battled by several over the years) and although far from perfect, there is more faith in Constable burying a chance than many of his team-mates. More than anything though, I can't remember a striker with such ability to spin a defender. He sticks his backside into the centre-back, he turns sharply and more often than not, gets a shot away or wins a free-kick. Whether he plays to this strength enough is an issue that I will cover later, but it is certainly an asset that I will associated with Beano, wherever his career may take him.

If you take the best aspects of Constable's game, he is an excellent striker. If he could produce his best every week, he would not be a League Two footballer. The frustration will always be that we know what he can do. Thumping headers against Swindon and Wrexham, an acrobatic effort against Bristol Rovers, opportunistic goals like those against Barnet and Histon and the emphatic finish at Wembley provide the show-reel of a striker who can score all sorts of goals.

We all know what Beano is capable of, but more telling is perhaps a study of his limitations. Every player has a price, but Oxford United are willing to accept an offer around the £200,000 mark for a striker who has scored 79 goals for the club. In a market where lower level strikers are moving for vastly greater sums, there has to be a reason why bids of this level are considered. On the other hand, there is clearly something about Constable worth having as managers of clubs above Oxford United are showing an interest. What is it about Constable that Wilder doesn't like? Why did Scott Rendell come into the squad and keep him out of the team?

My main criticism of Constable is his failure to negotiate the offside trap. I am aware that few people agree with this, but I think that this is one of the most frustrating aspects of his game. For a manager who lines up with a 4-3-3 formation, this must be immensely frustrating. The role of the nine in a 4-3-3 is to provide the focal point for attacks. The ball has to stick with the front man, allowing the wide players in the front three to become involved in the game further up the pitch. Aside from possessing the ability to hold the ball up (which Constable can), the key to the number nine is always being available. Beano's recovery runs make this very difficult. Oxford fans are quick to count the number of seconds a goalkeeper holds onto the ball, but it may be worth employing the same tactic to see how long it takes Beano to become available for a pass after working beyond the defensive line.

The simple fact is that while Beano is the wrong side of the defender, he is unavailable for a pass. When one of your greatest assets is backing into a defender, I fail to understand the logic behind consistently placing yourself in a position in which your strengths are impossible to utilise. As the man who is supposed to provide the platform for all attacks, this is a criminal offence. There are few more effective means of killing an attack than a player who is unavailable for a pass. It isn't even as if Beano is in the Pippo Inzaghi class whereby he is rubbish at timing runs, he simply doesn't return to a legal position quickly enough. He's hardly attempting to achieve Michael Owen's trademark run, lurking behind a defender before curving level and sprinting clear. Constable's pressurising of defences is exemplary, but he would be a better player within the team if he worked harder in terms of his positioning when out of possession. Wilder often spoke about the movement of his front men as being disappointing in the second half of the season. Constable was no exception to this. It appears that I am not alone in demanding more from my team's striker.

The fixture against Torquay should have shown you all you needed to see about how effective a number nine who does the right things can be. An ineffective Constable was removed at half-time for Scott Rendell. The Wycombe loanee doesn't possess half the attributes Constable has, but simply by making himself available he transformed us into a vastly superior team in the second half. Constable is the best forward that we have at the club and the best that we have had in a long time. However, something isn't working.

A common defence of Constable is that 4-3-3 does not suit him and that he would score goals in the correct system. This totally overlooks the fact that he has scored the vast majority of his goals for the club whilst playing in this formation and seeks to exonerate Beano of all blame. The system is not going to change, so for Beano to demand a place in the team, he would have to prove that he is the best man to play centrally in this formation. On last season's form, there is little evidence of this.

Constable scored in just 8 of his 43 appearances. Even with a total of 11 goals, a goal every 3.9 games is not good enough for a central striker in a team that have a lot of the ball in home fixtures. There are other factors in the low goal tally, but any perceived lack of creativity cannot disguise the fact that Beano didn't score a goal between February and the season's end. Speculation linking him to Swindon may have been unsettling (and he deserves the greatest credit for rejecting their advances), the form of the team as a whole was miserable and he struggled to get a regular place in the team, but I am certain that if it had been Dean Morgan who was frequently offside, failing the control the ball and misplacing passes, the atmosphere wouldn't have been so forgiving.

This is part of the logic that confuses me. Chris Wilder turned the entire squad around and won promotion, but we are rapidly reminded that this was in the past. He must be judged now. However, Beano should be judged by the goals from his past, rather than the disappointing season he has just had. I would like Beano to score 20 goals as much as the next fan, but I'm also going to use my head rather than my heart to judge his performances. They haven't been good enough since December, at the very latest. Scott Rendell scored twice the number of goals per game as Beano in the season run-in. That tells you everything you need to know about the dip Constable is in.

There is one thing that concerns me more about a possible departure than anything else. With 11 goals, Beano was Oxford's top scorer last season. He has been our top scorer every year that he has been at the club. We have tried to add to him in the past and possibly even replace him in the second half of this season. We have never managed to permanently sign an attacker who scores more goals than Beano, whoever we have tried. If Constable agrees terms elsewhere, who will we bring in? However poorly Beano has been playing, there has always been the knowledge that he can do it. Whichever striker comes in and fails, Beano was always there to steady the ship. If he goes, there will no longer be a trusted insurance policy.

This is the ultimate case of head VS heart. My heart wants Beano to stay and become our all-time record goalscorer. I want him to score the brilliant goals that he is capable of and I want him to spearhead the attack that fires us to promotion. Even with that in mind, my head says that the time might be right to part. The various transfer sagas appears to have affected the player and the use of Constable's situation to attack the manager is increasingly divisive. No player is bigger than the club and to his immense credit, James Constable has never tried to be. However, the situation is threatening to stretch beyond all realms of logic. I will always admire Beano and be thankful for his contribution to our club (whatever may happen this summer), but I am uncomfortable with a situation in which football decisions are criticised irrespective of a player's performance due to his identity.

If you could guarantee that Wilder would sign a striker of greater suitability than Beano, I would have absolutely no hesitation in wishing him well for the future and moving on. I can't overlook the feeling that we need a fresh impetus up front. Cheltenham were successful with a 4-3-3 formation in which Ben Burgess played the central role. You will never convince me that Burgess is a better player than James Constable, but he works better as part of a team. I would take a less spectacular, but more effective version of Beano any day of the week. The club comes first and if Wilder can fit the pieces together, we could become a better team.

That is the big word, however. If. I think that any move for Jon Shaw (who may well stay in the north anyway) would be in addition to Constable, rather than a direct replacement. The man who would replace Beano would be more likely to come from the calibre of replacements outlined when Swindon submitted their offer in January. However, when you have a man who has averaged 20 goals a season over four years, it is a lot harder to bring a replacement in than it is to stick with what you have and know. It takes a brave manager to sell a top goalscorer when there is no guarantee that a replacement will click.

My greatest concern is that the fans who are so fond of Constable would not afford any replacement time to impress. Beano himself took time to settle at Oxford, but didn't have the expectations placed upon a player who is replacing a club hero. Would our fans accept a replacement or hold something against them because they are not Beano? I'm not sure.

I don't think James Constable is as good a footballer as his bond with Oxford fans would suggest and I don't think he has been playing the role asked of him as well as he could be doing. However, he is a player that I have the greatest respect for. He is as close as we have to a club icon and every one of his individual successes feels slightly more significant than other players. If he goes, Oxford United will feel very different. Constable's value is attributed as much to us as a fan base as it is to his ability on the field.

I am also fully aware that no words I write on the internet will make a jot of difference to the outcome (others could learn from this). What will be, will be. We will all have to deal with the consequences and no amount of fan posturing will change this. There are both financial and, in my opinion, footballing benefits to accepting an offer. If the manager and chairman thinks that the timing is right, we have to accept it. The loss of our four time top goalscorer would clearly place more pressure on the manager. What Wilder would do in replacing Beano (who we must not forget is still an Oxford player) would be a crucial moment in his tenure. Despite the Deane Smalley's of this world, I still trust him to get it right. The attitude of some would suggest that Chris Wilder doesn't want the best for the football club. If Beano goes, it won't be with a desire to harm our chances.

Aldo left. Joey left. Even Jack Midson left. I want a successful Oxford United with James Constable at the forefront, but I can understand why we may opt to cash in and move on. No player, however close to our hearts, will ever be more important than the club.