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Tuesday 30 September 2014

Week6 - Clean sheet o'clock

     It's something I don't think I've ever seen before (no not that - I'll be going to the doctor's with that tomorrow...). Looking down the results from Week 6 in La Liga there was only one game out of all ten played in which both teams scored, where Real Sociedad held Valencia to a 1-1 draw at Anoeta, while two games produced no goals whatsoever.
     Despite fielding a partial 'B' side, Barcelona extended their run of clean sheets to a sixth successive game in beating Granada 6-0 on Saturday night. Xavi was restored to the line-up and took back captaincy, playing behind a pacy front three of Messi, Neymar and young madrileño Munir El Haddadi. Granada played solidly for the opening 25 minutes but shot themselves in the
"My ball" - Neymar likes footballs
foot when Hector Yuste played a blind and lazy pass straight to Neymar, who gratefully bounded onto it and scored via a deflection off the foot of Martinique international Jean-Sylvain Babin. The Catalan giants then slipped into gear, Ivan Rakitic and Neymar again scoring on the cusp of half time leading to more understated celebrations. Just after the hour mark Messi notched his 400th goal for the club, nodding in following an absolute peach of a volleyed cross from Dani Alves. The dwarfish forward later grabbed his 401st Blaugrana goal after Neymar had completed his hat-trick, rounding the now visibly irate Roberto in the Granada goal after seizing on an abject piece of miscontrol by the hapless (and misspelt) Jeison Murillo.
     Goal-machine to some, flat-track bully to others, CR7 always tries to keep up with his scruffy rival in the history stakes and this weekend equalled a 60-year record by scoring his tenth league goal in just the sixth game of the season - even more impressive bearing in mind he did not partake in one of those. Those of a mathematical bent will work out that Ronaldo is therefore averaging two goals a game. He becomes the first Real Madrid player to reach this landmark, equalling the record
Man Utd fans' planes queuing
up to fly to Spain
set by László Kubala for Barcelona in 1953 and Pahiño for Deportivo the following year. An interesting fact to add is that neither man actually won the Pichichi in those years, beaten by legends Telmo Zarra and Alfredo di Stéfano respectively. Nonetheless, CR7 is now far and away the favourite to claim the crown this season, in spite of the innumerable flocks of planes being hired by deluded Manchester United fans to fly over Real games proclaiming their love for Cristiano. Turns out that it's not been a strike by French pilots that's made things a bit iffy in the air over there of late - it's been the sheer numbers of planes shuttling from UK airports to Spanish airspace, trailing long banners festooned with love poems to Ronaldo. Those United fans really should get a life/get real/support their local team etc etc. The noise of the planes circling overhead notwithstanding, Luka Modric opened the scoring for Madrid at El Madrigal just after the half hour mark with an instinctive snapshot from the edge of the box, meaning that none his goals in Spain have been scored inside the area still. Iker Casillas reclaimed his place between the sticks and was made to work for his clean sheet, which he was lucky to keep intact after a decent double-save ended up at the feet of Ikechukwu Uche with the goal at his mercy. The Villarreal man will have thrown all TVs and the internet out of his house after the game, so desperate will he be to avoid seeing his miss again.
     It seems there's some ungenltemanly stuff going on down on the Costa del Sol. Most teams in La Liga have not suffered any red cards whatsoever, but Javi Gracia's Málaga side have now had to play
Probably best not to say anything...
with a man disadvantage in four of their six games. Weligton was the guilty party this time after picking up two yellows against Getafe. 'Croatian' midfieldsman Sammir must have been taking tips from Real Madrid's game last week and should feel ashamed of himself for the flagrant simulation which saw the Málaga veteran given his marching orders. Javi Gracia was at a loss to explain the high number of reds, walking around the streets outside the Alfonso Pérez stadium after the match professing aloud to anyone who'd listen "I would ask why referees find it so easy to send off Málaga players," perhaps momentarily forgetting the same player's face-grab on Messi just a couple of short days before. Regardless, the game was done and dusted long before that, Míchel Herrero scoring in the 25th minute before los Azulones proceeded to lay siege to the away goal for the rest of the match.
     Some excellent saves and goal-line clearances at Anoeta, where Valencia lost top spot after being held by Real Sociedad. Both 'keepers had an extremely busy day but were helped out by teammates on the few occasions on which the ball evaded them. Los Che took the lead against the run of play when Paco Alcácer showed he's not only a goal-getter, intelligently heading down for Carles Gil to calmly stroke home for his first goal for his hometown club. This was cancelled out rather fortuitously 20 minutes later as one-time great white hope of Spanish football and former Valencia man Sergio Canales notched against his old side.
     Inspired by the return of Diego Simeone to the dugout at the Vicente Calderón, Atlético Madrid
Cholo finishing off his sandwich
for the cameras.
moved level with Valencia courtesy of a 4-0 rout of Sevilla, who slip to fourth. Koke opened the scoring before the game was 20 minutes old, his long-range shot spinning up and over the 'keeper via a deflection off Nicolás Pareja. Driven on by the now-freed Cholo prowling on the touchline and presumably marking his territory by pissing on the water bottles, Atleti then reverted to type. The goals began to go in from deadballs. First Saúl Ñíguez finished off a well-practiced move just before half time, before Raúls García and Jiménez put the game to bed through a penalty and header from a free kick in the last ten minutes.
     Celta Vigo kept up their assault on the top 6 with a 1-0 win at Elche, Nolito leaving it extremely late to score in the very last minute. Eibar cemented their place as the top team in the Basque Country following a 0-0 draw at rivals Athletic Bilbao's San Mamés cathedral. The visitors had more fans in the stadium (over 2,000) than they averaged during all their home games in the Segunda B league (1,500), and in fact now have a waiting list for new members for the first time. Almería remain the second highest-ranked Andalucian team out of five after they won away at Deportivo thanks to an injury time winner from Édgar Méndez. Down in the fledgling relegation zone, Levante have still only scored one goal this season and went down pretty tamely at home to Rayo Vallecano courtesy of a brace from Léo Baptistão, who most definitely has rediscovered his scoring boots. Turns out he forgot them in the Rayo locker room when he left to join Atleti last season. Levante are kept off bottom spot by Córdoba, who still remain winless this season after drawing 0-0 with Espanyol at Nuevo Arcángel despite demonstrating far more attacking intent than the visitors.


Footballer Cockney Rhyming Slang


Shaun (Goater)
description:  a particularly large, buoyant piece of excrement
example:  "I'd give trap six a miss mate, someone's left a right Shaun in there."

Robin (van Persie)
description:  used in a phrase to denote that a situation had appeared in control, but was wasted
example:  "I really couldn't tell you how he missed that, he had the goal at his Robin."


Friday 26 September 2014

Week5 - Falling down, moving up

     Week 4 ran from Friday to Monday, Week 5 ran between Tuesday and Thursday, and Week 6 will begin on Friday and run 'til Sunday. That's ten whole days of league football back to back, muthafuckazz. A whole lot can change when every team plays three times in a week and a half. Two-thirds of the way through this treble-header and some records have gone, while others have been strengthened. Barcelona still haven't conceded a goal - but dropped the league's only 100% record with a goalless draw against Málaga at La Rosaleda - another Atleti victory was secured via a centre-back's forehead and Levante picked up their first win of the season. The biggest turnaround has been at Real Madrid, who entered this frenzied ten day run with Casillas and Ancelotti's eyebrow under pressure following two consecutive demoralising defeats, but have since scored 13 in the last two games.
     On the sixth consecutive day of football, Málaga welcomed the imperious Barcelona for an evening game. I say evening but really it was a night game seeing as it kicked off at 10pm local time, which helps explain why there were some 5,000 empty seats for the visit of the Catalan pass-control behemoth. Barça didn't look great and did not even manage to register a single shot on target. In fact they were indebted to 'keeper Claudio Bravo's reactions when he pushed a well-
"What's that, little man?"
struck near-post free kick from Liverpool misfit and former Barcelona B striker Luis Alberto onto the post. The jitters extended even to Messi, the diminutive Argentine ending up on the floor after being face-grabbed by Boquerones defender Weligton. The Brazilian had taken exception to the shorter man calling him a "son of a bitch," a cuss that carries more weight in Spain than in England. Sticks and stones, and all that. Gerard Piqué and his friends thought the actions deserved a red card, but the former Man Utd. defender instead received a yellow for his protestations, which I'm sure will have cheered him up no end. In actual fact, it would be fair to say Málaga can be more disappointed with the draw than the visitors. Barcelona could have come away with a point fewer than they did but for some admirably honest play from the Málaga forwards. Twice they were clipped inside the box and twice they refused to go down and claim a penalty, instead ploughing on in an attempt to score. Nice corinthian play, that.
     The same categorically cannot be said of Ronaldo & Co in their 5-1 defeat of Elche the previous night. On the week he entered the top ten list of all-time Primera División goalscorers, CR7 also committed the second-most cringeworthy dive seen outside of a Barcelona shirt in quite a while.
CR7 and Marcelo's pitiful dives
It was only beaten by Marcelo's painfully embarrassing flop earlier in the same game. Really, they should introduce retrospective punishment to stop these shameful shenanigans. Both players flung themselves to the ground without even the merest suggestion of contact, and both got awarded penalties. These were both taken by CR7 whose two other strikes in the game took his tally for the season to nine goals in just four games. He's scored seven goals in 72 hours. I could quite easily do that too. In fact, watch... ... ... there. I just scored seven in like ten seconds. I suppose Ronaldo was hampered somewhat by the fact he only played 180 minutes over those 72 hours though, and that there were other players about to tackle/pass to/pretend to fall over. He's now scored 187 goals in 169 league games for Madrid. Quite, quite ridiculous numbers, which render his dive in this game even more pathetic. Bale, with his new European hairdo, scored the opener for Real in the 20th minute - the 3,000th Primera División goal scored at the Bernabéu by los Blancos. The Welshman's header, his fourth strike in five games, not only ruffled his new locks but served as the equaliser after Elche had dared take the lead with a penalty by captain Edu Albácar, given against Ronaldo. What can you say, the guy just likes penalties! Iker Casillas sat on the bench watching this one, but afterwards congratulated rival Keylor Navas on his debut. On Friday morning, though, Ancelotti's eyebrow pointed at San Iker when asked which 'keeper would be starting against Villarreal on the weekend.
Note the #9 on the side, to differentiate
him from all the other masked footballers
     Like CR7, another player on the Pichichi trail is Atlético Madrid centre-back Miranda. The Liga champions are now in third place, two points behind leaders Barcelona, despite struggling for goals from open play. They've scored seven in their five games and Miranda now accounts for three of those after he escaped his marker and nodded home at the near post from a corner on the hour mark. Diego Godín has chipped in with one goal as well this season, meaning the centre-back pairing have gobbled up more than half the goals scored by los Colchoneros. Without Miranda's goals, Atleti would be five points worse off, which would place them in 10th place rather than on the coattails of the Barcelona groove machine. The good news is that Mario Mandzukic is on his way back from the broken nose sustained against Olympiakos in the Champions League - but he'll be wearing one of those fetching masks upon his return.
     Sevilla were Barcelona's closest challengers before the Thursday night games, level on points with the Catalans having won four on the spin since their opening day draw with Valencia. A goal from Gerard Deulofeu, on loan from Barça and left completely unmarked in the area to side-foot into the roof of the net, secured a 1-0 win at home to Real Sociedad, whose solitary 3-point haul of the season remains that resounding win against Real Madrid all the way back in Week 2.
Not that one...
     Levante managed to haul themselves from the bottom of the table courtesy of a hard-fought 1-0 win away at Granada. Rubén García scored a quite wonderful goal following a mesmerising, jinking run through the opposition midfield and defence. Picture Maradona's goal against England. No not that one - the good one. While it wasn't quite on that level, it was still an excellent run and goal. He finished from further out than el Diego as well. The defeat was the first of the season for the hosts. Levante's win takes them to 16th, leapfrogging Athletic Bilbao who are looking a pale imitation of themselves. Los Leones have looked more like pussycats this season, registering just one win and four defeats. The latest of these came in the capital against Rayo Vallecano despite taking the lead rather fortuitously in the 21st minute; Aritz Aduriz finishing off a move from close range when two previous passes had looked borderline offside. The hosts pulled level following a calamitous mistake from Bilbao 'keeper Gorka Iraizoz, who seemingly opened a hole in his chest to allow a simple-looking low cross to squirm through him, presenting former Rayo youth Léo Baptistão - now on loan from cross-town rivals Atleti - with the simplest of finishes. The Brazilian caused Vallecas to erupt when he clinched a last-minute winner, arriving from deep to power a header straight at Iraizoz that was too hot for the 'keeper to hold onto, leaving the striker with his second tap-in of the day. I'd like to think he paid the Bilbao man at least a fiver for his two assists.
     Eibar picked up a point at the tiny but picturesque Ipurua against Villarreal, taking the lead before the game was in double figures after a bit of pinballing around the penalty area, Mikel Arruabarrena scoring his first-ever top flight goal. Denis Cheryshev, on loan from Real Madrid, was at the heart of everything good Villarreal attempted, once dinking the crossbar with a delightful chip in the first half, and in the second producing a driving run from midfield that would've resulted in a penalty had he chosen to go down under contact rather than going back at the defender with a shoulder-barge. Good to see, but I'm sure he'll get coached out of it once he returns to the capital. Nonetheless the equaliser, when it came, had nothing to do with the Russian - Gerard Moreno curling in from the edge of the area, tantalisingly out of the reach of Xabi Irureta.
     At a raucous Balaídos, fellow promoted club Deportivo took on Celta Vigo in the first Derbi Galego in a couple of years. The home team hadn't won a derby game against their rivals in four games stretching back to April 2007, but things started badly for the newly-promoted Dépor when Nolito proceeded unchallenged into the area and placed a shot inside the unguarded near post in just the fourth minute. Deportivo rallied and came back into the match in the second half when Isaac Cuenca, who's summoned some facial hair from somewhere, levelled ten minutes after the break despite the attentions of Hugo Mallo. Parity didn't last though, and new boy Joaquin Larrivey rose highest to smack Nolito's corner home with his face before ripping off his shirt and careering
Likes to score - Larrivey
around the stadium with wild abandon. Do people still say 'with wild abandon'? No? Either way, he looked like he enjoyed that one nearly as much as the fans in the stands. Late drama ensued, however, after Dépor were given a way back into the game with a penalty for handball by Gustavo Cabral right on the cusp of full time. Haris Medunjanin duly swiped his beard at the spot kick and sent it to the 'keepers left, but it was at a nice height and Sergio Álvarez flung himself full-length (he's not that tall for a 'keeper) and raised himself to hero status by parrying the shot away, sending the crowd absolutely chicken oriental. Vigo remain unbeaten this season.
     On Thursday night Espanyol kept up their record of scoring in every game as they vanquished Getafe 2-0 at Cornellà-El Prat. Sergio García, who still looks weird without his gypsy ponytail, stole in to open the scoring and accept the plaudits, but the goal was all about the pass from Salva Sevilla - a beautifully chipped half-volley pass over the defence leaving García with just the 'keeper to beat. Christian Stuani later grabbed his second goal in a week to ensure the three points went to the Barcelona team, scoring at the second time of asking through a very accommodating crowd of three defenders and the hapless 'keeper.
Valencia's
favourite number
     And so to the last game of the week, ending a matter of hours before the first game of the next week was scheduled to begin. Valencia had scored three goals in every game this season apart from the opener against Sevilla - Shirley they couldn't do it again, for the fourth game in a row? Of course they bloody could, fool. Damn your eyes and curse your socks for doubting them. 3-0 for the second game in a row; this time they tonked newly-promoted Córdoba. New scoring sensation Paco Alcácer set los Che on their way in the 22nd minute with a deft header from a lovely cross by Sofiane Feghouli, who absolutely roasted Córdoba left-back José Ángel Crespo. His Valencia counterpart José Gayá had a much better time of it, doubling the score and notching his first professional goal five minutes later with a rasping drive that went straight through the 'keeper like a dangerously undercooked chicken curry from the night before on a hungover Sunday morning. We've all been there. Feghouli then rounded off the scoring with a precise finish from the edge of the box and celebrated by pulling a muscle in his leg. Seems stupid to me but no doubt kids'll soon start copying it. You'll see loads of 'em lying down in playgrounds with one leg in the air after scoring. And FYI - you should stop looking in at childrens' playgrounds like that. People get suspicious.
     Valencia now sit smugly atop the Primera División rankings on goal difference from Barcelona and Sevilla; the first time they've been top of the tree since the fourth gameweek of season 2011/12. They're looking good value for it too, three goals and three points at a time.


Footballer Cockney Rhyming Slang

     A new section I'm introducing for this season is called Footballer Cockney Rhyming Slang, as you will have perhaps guessed from the title. Basically, it's a spin on cockney rhyming slang, only using footballers' names. Or sometimes random well-known sportsmen. They have to be reasonably well-known so listeners can work out the meaning from the context, as the speaker leaves out the actual rhyming part. So we'll start with a simple couple as this is the first week;

Demba/Ibrahim (Ba)
description;  place in a pub from where drinks are served.
example;  "Cor, I'm thirsty. Go on it's your round, get to the Demba ya cheapskate."

Courtney (Pitt)
description;  faeces/the act of expelling faeces.
example;  "Come on mate, hurry up in there - I'm dying for a Courtney."

Wednesday 24 September 2014

Goals. Lots and lots of lovely goals.

Plush. As. Fuck.
     Ok, ok, I missed the start of the season by a long shot, but I've been busy. I've been doing stuff etc. I even went on a reconnaissance mission (holiday) to Málaga and rocked up at La Rosaleda. Pity it was the day after they'd played. And pity the game had been away at Valencia in any case. But they do sell nice beach towels there - I mean, I didn't buy one but they seemed soft enough. I suppose that's the kind of thing that happens to your club when big money comes in; branded beach towels suddenly become much more important than supporters had previously realised. When I used to live in Málaga I never saw such plush team beach towels on sale. Ah well, progress of a sort I suppose someone will argue.
     So to recap the first few weeks in La Liga very quickly, Barcelona won every week by scoring more goals than the opposition. In fact, they still at time of writing haven't conceded even one. Stingy gits. Ivan Rakitic has of course started like a cat on fire (or something like that, I can't think of a better simile at the moment) and Neymar has managed to pick himself off the floor following his exertions single-handedly dragging his country through the World Cup all those months ago. Messi is Messi of course, but so far has been changing games more through method of assist than goal, though he scored two in the opening day 3-0 victory over Elche. It does rather look like his team are already geared towards Luis Suárez starting up front, with Messi playing more of a support role than previously.
Understated celebration - Arda Turan
     Defending champions Atlético Madrid endured a messy opening day across town at Rayo Vallecano, dropping two points in a scoreless draw, but picked up to narrowly beat Eibar 2-1 before deservedly sweeping aside Real Madrid more convincingly, albeit by the same scoreline. Their main source of goals, now Diego Costa has left for pastures Chelsea, has been set piece deliveries won by one of their impressive defenders. Up front, Mario Mandzukic will need a bit of time to find his feet (not an easy task when you're as tall as he is), but conversely, the team will have to learn an entirely new system of playing to their striker's strengths, which are different from their departed Spaniard/Brazilian.
     European champions Real Madrid started in disarray, and although it seems ridiculous to say mere months after delivering La Décima that the entire club has been craving, Ancelotti and his enthusiastic eyebrow find themselves under pressure already. And he's not the only one. Iker Casillas has been whistled, booed and jeered by sections of his own supporters, and his form seems to have deserted him. Keylor Navas continues to wait in the wings and his shadow only looms larger over San Iker. One gets the feeling that were Casillas to lose his place there might be a very long road back ahead of him, if at all. Before last weekend, Real had conceded the highest number of goals in the Primera División, so although CR7 is leading the Pichichi race as usual, with a barely conceivable nine goals in just four games, his team have dropped as many points as they've gained. A tight 2-0 win over Córdoba was followed by a staggering 4-2 reverse at Real Sociedad - a game in which they'd been cruising and 2-0 up after 11 minutes, only to later implode spectacularly. And all while wearing that haemmorage-inducing pink kit as well. Gawd help us.
Goalscorer Bacca, looking remarkably
like he's playing for Cardiff
     Sevilla are sitting pretty in the Champions League places, their only dropped points coming in the first week against Valencia and even then only due to an 88th minute equaliser from Lucas Orbán on his debut. Carlos 'wacky' Bacca is still hot on the goals trail and continues making defences up and down the country paranoid, as well as lazy and a bit peckish. Los Che, meanwhile, are also hanging onto the tails of leaders Barcelona after scoring three goals in three successive games following the stalemate at the Ramón Sánchez Pizjuán, new Spain striker Paco Alcácer proving their version of Carlos Bacca.
     Of the promoted clubs, everyone's favourite minnows Eibar are enjoying life in La Liga for the first time and are ensconced in the top half, los Armeros having recorded two wins and two losses so far. Deportivo La Coruña sit in 13th, their only victory so far having come against Eibar, while Córdoba find themselves second from bottom with just 2 points. Levante prop everyone else up following one draw (0-0 at Málaga) out of their opening four games, with no goals scored.


Gameweek 4

Lots and LOTS of these over the weekend
     If you were bored on the weekend and looking for goals, La Liga was the place to find 'em. A total of 42 of the little blighters were counted across the ten games, at an average (I'd like to showcase my astounding powers of mathematics here) of 4.2 per game. There were no 0-0s whatsoever - the closest we came to one was Granada beating Athletic Bilbao at the new San Mamés 1-0 through the gleefully misspelt Jhon Córdoba. Some games were close (Atleti 2-2 Celta de Vigo, with two goals for the big men from the back for the reigning champions), and some were not so close (Córdoba 1-3 Sevilla). There were mad comebacks from behind (Villarreal 4-2 Rayo, with el Submarino Amarillo coming back from 2-0 down inside the opening half hour) and some last minute drama (Espanyol 2-2 Málaga, with Espanyol retaking the lead in the 88th minute through Christian Stuani before los Boquerones levelled through a 93rd minute Duda freekick).
Yaaay, goals! We likes goals!
     Barcelona kept yet another clean sheet and achieved a manolito at the other end, beating Levante 5-0 with goals from Neymar, Rakitic, youngster Sandro Ramírez, former youngster Pedro and of course Messi, although the Flea untypically missed a penalty earlier in the game. For their part, Real Madrid looked to put to bed a lot of the disaffection that had been creeping into the fanbase with an 8-2 mauling of Dépor at the Riazor. CR7 helped himself to a hattrick while Bale and late substitute Chicharito grabbed a brace each and James Rodríguez rounded off the scorers. Dangerously-bearded Haris Medunjanin and Toché grabbed the consolation goals for not-so-Superdépor, who were nonetheless raucously supported by their fans. Fair play to 'em.
     In the rest of the games, Almería won 2-1 at Sociedad, new boys Eibar beat Elche 2-0 and Valencia continued scoring in threes, defeating Getafe 3-0.

     Due to the wholly random way the Spanish football authorities run the game over there, Gameweek 4 ran pretty much into Gameweek 5, which is already half-way through, and will in turn run straight into Gameweek 6, so not much of a let-off for me after a few weeks being out of practice. I don't get paid well enough for this. I could tell you that Celta beat Deportivo 2-1 in the Galician derby to move up to 5th in the table after small goalkeeper Sergio saved an 88th minute penalty from Medunjanin, or that Cristiano Ronaldo is now quite ridiculously the tenth-highest goalscorer in Primera history after he scored four in Real's 5-1 victory at home to Elche, or that Bale took second place in the Pichichi competition with his fourth of the season, or even that Keylor Navas finally displaced Iker Casillas between the sticks. But I shan't, 'cos that'd be cheating - I'm only talking about Gameweek 4 here. Gameweeks 5 and 6 next time, have some patience for Chrissakes! Normal service to resume as of next week, scout's honour.
Im going, and I'm taking my ball with me

Thursday 18 September 2014

Radio silence

The blog has been quiet over the first few weeks of the season, but I can assure regular readers (hello, good sir!) that this has nothing to do with Real Madrid's atrocious start. I've been busy is all. I went to Málaga and fully intended to do a live write-up of a game, but they ended up playing away at Valencia the week I was there instead, so I will have to probably wait 'til next year for my next trip to La Rosaleda :(

Don't fret, however! I pledge the blog will be back from next week. You can continue with your live(s) unperturbed now, safe in the knowledge that I'll be watching a lot of Spanish football and writing a load of cobblers about it from next week again. I might even throw in a new addition for this season - Footballer Cockney Rhyming Slang TM

Hasta pronto, Edár