The 2015 Copa America is making for a fantastic spectacle. So far, nobody has won twice while the second round saw the resurgence of Colombia and Bolivia. Mexico and Peru on the other hand finally showed that their attacking football does have some flourish to it while danger signs loom for Brazil and Read the rest of this entry
It certainly seems so much more indefinite and uncertain. After the first round of matches at the 2015 Copa America, there is no clear indication of who might win this tournament. That certainly points to the depth of talent in South America that makes the gaps in quality between nations that much smaller.
However, patterns are formed over time and there is some sense to be made out of all the chaos. Indeed, if any lesson is to come from the early games of Copa America, it is that those who seemed to be pre-tournament favourites are not Read the rest of this entry
Real Madrid had just won the European Cup but within days, the manager had been sacked. Despite it being the fourth European Cup on the bounce – and Luis Carniglia’s second – the Argentine born manager did not keep his job. His fault; he had refused to play Ferenc Puskas in the final of the 1958-1959 European Cup.
That represents the ruthlessness of the Real Madrid managerial position. It is in effect a reality steeped in the Read the rest of this entry
Socrates, then Plato, then Aristotle. Those three form a trinity of Greek philosophy. One influencing the next, each having separate ideals; three tributaries flowing from one stream. It is the basis of continuity; master teaches pupil before pupil surpasses master and goes on to teach other pupils. From generation to generation, life has a consistent way of self-preservation.
In the same way, football carries that same trend. Football coaches are most of the time merely the master; their players and members of staff pupils who learn from their every move. In the end, the independent minds that are influenced by similar ideals create a nebulous quarry of Read the rest of this entry
There will always be that performance at the Camp Nou.
The 2010-2011 Champions League First Knockout stage. The second leg between Arsenal and Barcelona in Catalonia. Underneath the starry skies and upon the canvas of the European stage. Inside the amphitheater that forms Barcelona’s majestic football stadium. Amidst the brilliance of Lionel Messi, within the kaleidoscopic passing of Barcelona and beyond the controversy of a Robin Van Persie red card — there was Jack Wilshere.
The then 19-year old showed why many had Read the rest of this entry