The ugly head of racism reared in the Mancunian derby which was rightly called out by everyone. Disturbingly, very little attention is being paid to a similar incident at Forest Green Rovers. There is a trend across football, reflecting society as Gary Neville eloquently put it last night, as have many others previously.
This is a fight which cannot be lost. If it is, the Premier League’s path of destruction of the game we love, won’t be the things which kills off football. We will. Do not let that happen.
Killing off a football club is something KSE is proving adept at doing. The latest financials don’t provide much detail beyond blaming “a fellow subsidiary” for the failure to deliver the money required.
I’ve heard the team called many things but “a fellow subsidiary” is a new one. OK, so the Stadium Management company didn’t put on enough events through the year to bring in extra funds. It’s all their fault.
Ultimately, the financials as far as we’re concerned are is one of general interest. The results weren’t a surprise to the hierarchy when they conducted the summer’s transfer business and the pleadings of poverty don’t stand scrutiny in that sense.
Previously, KSE made a big play of stating their sporting expertise would benefit the club. It’s not quite turned out as they planned; none of their ‘expertise’ translates into sporting achievement.
Even their financial acumen which is what ‘expertise’ actually means is under scrutiny. Not the overspend of $4.5bn on the new LA Rams stadium in isolation; it’s a construction project and I am sure Enos will recover his buck.
No, getting screwed over the by the LA Chargers? That’s a different matter, particularly given the sums involved. Theirs is expertise we can well do without.
Not Feeling So Bubbly
Monday Night Football is more of a bind than Thursday Night Football. Remember when we bitched and moaned about always playing on a Sunday? At least then, your weekend had some footballing purpose. Not this weekend, though. No.
We travel to West Ham – you can read my thoughts on it here – where in all honesty, we could as easily lose as win. It’s the weirdest feeling looking down the table first; four points, if you didn’t know. As if you didn’t know? Who am I kidding; the world and his wife, even the ones who don’t like football know we’re caught in the relegation fight.
This is a test of character for the squad. It isn’t one for Freddie. I haven’t given up on him entirely; I just think we are in such a mess that an inexperienced hand is not what we need.
However, there’s a fine line to be trodden between giving Ljungberg time and wrecking out season entirely. Despite the faux optimism of Junior, we’re not reaching the top four. Next week’s heavy home defeat to Manchester City will confirm that if you need more than the current ten-point gap to Chelsea.
If you think that is overly pessimistic re City, we haven’t beaten them in seven league matches home or away. An FA Cup semi-final win can only bring so much respite to the sheet monotony of being outplayed, outthought and outfought.
Not that any of them takes much these days. Everyone outplays us, most outthink us and I cannot think of a team in the league which has not outfought us in the last couple of months.
The squad is an absolute disgrace in that respect. Not one player can hold their head up high and tells fans they are giving their all.
In The Cart
The problems currently being suffered started at the top of the club and continue to be sustained by that malaise. However, it is easier to fix the problems from the bottom up, almost in spite of Enos and Junior. However, they are part of the solution at the bottom which suffers because of theirs and Raul’s procrastination.
They want Freddie to succeed so they don’t have to make a decision. If they do have to, it’s on them and they know they will be in the firing line when it goes wrong. Facing the music isn’t their strong point. Adulation, yes; Don Raul was a star; Damn Raul is an unpopular flop.
The circular arguments, however, will continue until they act like senior executives and make a difficult decision. Give Freddie the job until the summer with the sole target of avoiding relegation. Tell the fans that is the aim.
Admit that you’ve succeeded in turning a once proud club into a lagoon of mediocrity.
It won’t happen. They’ll just plead poverty and blame “a fellow subsidiary”.