Tobes And Dan Go Lemon Sucking

Following his 27-year stint at the helm of the UK’s most successful football club, Alex Ferguson retired at the end of last season. Having taken notes in preparation for a number of years, and having finished with football management, he set about compiling his memoirs of those momentous times. Their publication yesterday has provoked some less fortunate to put the boot in.

This man is a winner

And they don’t come much less successful than Dan Hodges, the former Colonel Nicholson of the Labour Party, and the loathsome Toby Young (that’s the Hon Toby Daniel Moorsom Young, folks), who have taken to the bear pit that is Telegraph blogs to tell anyone who will listen that Ferguson was not that great really, and that in any case he was a rotten leftie, so they can be as abusive as they like.

“Sir Alex Ferguson's hairdryer has been unplugged. His autobiography has revealed a diminished man” whines Hodges, who claims Ferguson’s man management was a failure, as he disposed of so many top players. But this can be argued the other way quite easily: he also retained many good players. It was always the ones who wouldn’t behave themselves that were moved on.

“Sir Alex Ferguson is still the most successful manager of an English football team in history. But I’m not sure he’s still the greatest” concludes Hodges, showing conclusively that he does not get football management. And joining him in this predicament is the loathsome Tobes, with “From Alex Ferguson to Ed Miliband, Lefties always stab people in the back”.

“To anyone familiar with Alex Ferguson's politics, his disloyalty to the footballers that won him all those trophies in his autobiography won't come as a surprise. He's a socialist, after all, and socialists always turn on their friends and colleagues” tells Tobes, oblivious to the fact that, as Ferguson is no longer in the business of management, he can write what he damn well likes.

“The personal morality of Left-wingers is notoriously awful, far worse than that of Right-wingers” he continues, which I’ll bear in mind the next time the odious flannelled fool Henry Cole, or one of his pals, gets out the smearing handle and uses it on me, or someone I know. There are many sound right-wing pundits whom I respect highly. It’s just that Tobes is, deservedly, not one of them.

What these two prize chumps fail to notice is that you do not succeed in football management without being ruthless and determined, perhaps even obsessional. That is what yielded 13 Premiership titles, five FA Cups, four League Cups, eleven Community Shields, two Champions League titles, and the rest. That is how clubs, their fans and their owners judge managers. No other criteria need enter.

But this is too difficult a concept for Tobes and Dan to grasp. No change there, then.

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Wayne Rooney – What’s Your Game?

It’s not just at the front of the newspaper that the column inches have to be filled: as the number of Andy Murray and Ashes Test stories winds down, the back pages inevitably turn to football for their subject material. In the close season, that means transfer talk. And the thought that Manchester United and Wayne Rooney may be about to part company has set the hacks off big time.

Happier times at Old Trafford

Rooney has been at Old Trafford since moving from Everton in 2004. But in the past season, Alex Ferguson had on several occasions not played him for the full 90 minutes, used him only as a substitute, or not included him in the team at all. This fuelled talk of the player being unsettled and wanting to leave. And there are plenty of clubs who would be interested in signing him.

First of these to come to the press’ attention – not least because he is the most quotable manager since Cloughie – has been José Mourinho at Chelsea, who has confirmed that not only has a bid been made, but also that Rooney is the club’s sole transfer target. Also thought to be in the market is Arsène Wenger of Arsenal, who claims the club would be able to afford to buy him.

So a move is on, then, is it? Well, maybe. According to his club, Rooney has yet to put in a formal transfer request, and without that, it’s all mind games and agents manoeuvring. And there is something else that everyone knows about, but few are mentioning, and that is the concern over Rooney’s lifestyle, and his ability to extend his career into his thirties.

Wayne Rooney has a smoking habit. And the days when almost all players did likewise are fast becoming mere fading memory. That propensity to light up could explain why the player has not been at his best when on England duty recently. It is thought to be a significant factor in Ferguson not playing him for 90 minutes, if only as a way of showing his disapproval.

Does he think that it would be different at Chelsea? He’s having a laugh if he does. Mourinho would be on his case from Day 1, trying to get him to kick the smokes, knowing that his club have invested one large chunk of money and want to get as much in return as they can. It would be no different at Arsenal: one of Wenger’s first moves on arriving there was to close the Players’ Bar.

Moreover, the offer that Chelsea have made – if it’s the rumoured £20 million or so – is rather less than what Man U paid Everton back in 2004. That suggests they are not expecting to get many years out of Rooney if Mourinho can’t get him off the baccy. If the player is unhappy about where he is now, well, the person who can help his cause the most is Himself Personally Now.

What’s your game, Wayne? It’s down to you to figure that one out.

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Wimbledon – They Also Win Who Coach

“Grass is for cows” said Manuel Santana, showing his cynicism over the playing surface at the All-England Club. But at least he won the Mens’ Singles in 1966. Ivan Lendl, who picked up on the phrase and used it himself on more than one occasion, never did. Perhaps the expectation got to him. But now Lendl has won the title by proxy, by coaching Andy Murray.

Some of the world’s best tennis players couldn’t add Wimbledon to their collection. It wasn’t just Lendl: Mats Wilander won the three other Slams in 1988, and as he lost in the quarter-finals at Wimbledon, was just three games away from a feat that has not been achieved since Rod Laver in the late 60s. And of course Tim Henman was beaten by the rain and Goran Ivanisevic.

And now, with Murray winning a brutal encounter with Novak Djokovic in today’s heat, Lendl has coached the first British Men’s winner since almost anyone can remember. Perhaps the way tennis is perceived in the UK doesn’t help, but more likely is that the singles game is about individuals, and nowadays individuals who have to be very determined indeed to get to the top.

It seems that there are less of those determined individuals in the UK, and it has been the case for many years. Some of those holding the British number one ranking over the years have been, shall we say, not very high up the world pecking order. Even in the women’s game, our strength in depth was never better than two (Sue Barker and Virginia Wade won successive Slams in 1977).

Why that is could be that it’s easier to make money being in business, or in other sports. Sure, the amount of dosh floating around tennis – plus the endorsements, especially in the women’s game – has brought undreamed-of rewards for those at the top, but for all of the journeymen who can’t quite make it over that highest final hurdle of belief, and sheer hard work, the pay-days aren’t so good.

Ivan Lendl knew how much self-belief and hard work had to be put in to get over that final hurdle. Andy Murray knew that he had to team up with someone like that to figure out how to do it for himself. Now he has two Slams under his belt, and Brits can say they saw a bloke win Wimbledon in their lifetime. But for Ivan Lendl, there is also the win he never managed.

That’s the ultimate winning combination in Men’s tennis right now. They may well be back for more in the near future.

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Wimbledon Chimico

Incredibile epifania chimica nei cieli di questa comunicazione pubblicitaria della BBC per le prossime gare tennistiche di Wimbledon 2013. A parte l’orrore dei cieli sfigurati dalle operazioni di biogeoingegneria clandestina, occorre notare la deludente meccanicità degli sport ‘moderni’: vuote parodie di nobili tensioni ginniche che in tempi remoti inorgoglivano gli animi. Oggi possiamo solo condividere orgasmi tecnici conditi di steroidi, siliconi ed il nulla assoluto.

La robotizzazione degli sport aerobici e la loro propaganda stride in modo sinistro con l’assorbimento di aria appestata dai composti neurotossici dispersi nell’atmosfera. Lo jogging, l’ennesima piaga dei nostri parchi urbani, serve a far inalare meglio agli stolti umani il mortale nanoparticolato? I ritmi deleteri diffusi dagli apparati cibernetici impiantati nelle orecchie del jogger, hanno la funzione di predisporlo ad un oblio ipnotico? Una anestetizzazione facilitata? Avete notato come i sedicenti ‘sportivi’ contemporanei siano spesso umanoidi decerebrati e senza emozioni, beati da uno stato oppiaceo indotto? 

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