Thats the premier league these days! Vast majority of teams are there to make up the numbers are a bit **** do nothing but at least they get the cash. I wanted us promoted in the end but my worry was we would go up and change the defending for our lives every week and become ****e to watch. Clubs seem to sacrifice having anything about them to make sure they still on the gravy train!
I agree. Sometimes you have to sit and think, free flowing football in the Championship, or fodder in the Premier leauge? We've arrived at a point where the Premier league is for the mega rich, and the championship is for the billionaires. Its madness.
I think the bottom 3 is the bottom 3. Everton will be playing an "on the beach" Bournemouth as Simon Jordan said on talk sport the other day. Mags will be wanting that point against Leicester, in a game where I'm willing to bet a gold coin the commentary team utter the words "Newcastle potential suitors" in regards to James Maddison at some point.
Leeds are playing West Ham and Spurs. West Ham will be taking it easy waiting for their european final to come around and Spurs are a mess, they've got no heart. I can see Big Sam winning both them games and keeping Leeds up.
They should be kicked out. Non clubs both of them, and Utd to come. They have utterly poisoned football, and only the slavering, desperate to be involved, talking heads won't say it. A miserable and corrupt league, ran by amateur and venal chancers whose main role is not to rock the boat and keep picking up their vast salaries.
Man City have been buying success for so long it is widely accepted, to the point we don't only hear pundits going on about how great they are to watch etc...
Canny article He stepped off the plane “looking like a Spanish tourist” but for Tony Sharkey, indeed for Manchester City, it could have been a big deal. Sharkey was not long a football agent and had been asked by a Spanish contact to find a Premier League club for a former La Liga midfielder. The player was 34, and slow, but never had pace to lose in the first place. Not that his lack of speed had stopped him from constructing an outstanding career: domestic titles, European trophies and national-team exploits littered his CV. He was Pep Guardiola. This was 2005 and Sharkey got Guardiola a trial with Stuart Pearce’s City. He arrived on a budget airline, stayed at an airport hotel and mixed with the lads — albeit, in passing drills in training, he was so much the boss that it was almost painful to watch. At the City of Manchester stadium he took in City’s season opener in the league, a dreadful stalemate with West Bromwich Albion, during which, as Sharkey recalls: “It was literally just David James launching it.” “Pep got stopped from going into the directors’ box because he was in a woolly jumper and jeans, but he was OK,” the agent adds. “The biggest thing throughout that week was how down to earth he was. I’ve met a lot of people in football, and managers are usually good at projecting something, but with him it was just like talking to a mate.” In the end, Guardiola returned home. City offered him only a six-month contract — give me a year, he’d said, and I’ll move over with the family — and stuck with Joey Barton and Claudio Reyna in midfield. Pep thanked everyone for the opportunity, having told Pearce: “If you want someone just to fight, maybe not, but if you want to change the way you play, I’m your man.” Less the tourist, more the adopted native these days, there was a shine of absolute joy in Guardiola’s eyes on Wednesday as City — his City, now — obliterated Real Madrid to reach the Champions League final. An English club has never dominated European opponents of that level, to that level. “Pep Guardiola es otro nivel…” (‘Pep Guardiola is another level’) wrote Carles Puyol on Twitter. City completed the first leg of a potential treble this weekend and the way they’re playing in a run of 17 wins and just two draws in their past 19 games, with 60 goals scored and nine conceded, speaks to the shrewd observations a former Premier League first-team coach messaged after Madrid: “Pep incredible again. To keep control of the place and drive it forward so relentlessly is impressive. As for the football — it’s the control that he loves!” It also evoked a message Johan Cruyff drummed in at Barcelona. “Cruyff taught us that you shouldn’t have to suffer on the pitch. You must enjoy it,” said Joan Vilà, Barca’s former director of methodology. Humbling Madrid must have held particular pleasure to the most famous member of Òmnium Cultural, one of Catalonia’s largest pro-independence organisations. Guardiola, 52, and his family joined it more than 15 years ago and friends say to understand him you need to understand where he comes from — a village right in the centre of the region, 50 miles from Barcelona, which looks across valleys to Montserrat, Catalonia’s iconic peak. It is called Santpedor. Guardiola lived in one of its two little squares and as a boy would spill from his front door, a ball tucked under his arm, shouting for friends to have a game. On his bedroom wall was a poster of Michel Platini. His dad, Valentí, was a bricklayer and in Guillem Balagué’s loving biography of ‘Guardi’ (Pep’s nickname around the village), a childhood companion, David Trueba, notes, “nobody has paid any attention to the fundamental fact he is a bricklayer’s son. For Pep, Valentí is an example of integrity and hard work.” Pep was the type of boy whose sweet smile got his mates out of trouble when one landed a football through a window, who was chosen to be in the angel in village nativity plays, who excelled at the local convent school where he was instructed in English (one of his six languages) by Brother Virgilio. He was also a kid who clung to the payphone, crying down the line to his parents, downstairs from the dormitories at Barcelona’s academy, La Masia, where he moved at 13. Sheer love — of football — pulled him through the homesickness and made him take things the right way when, upon joining Barca’s first team squad, the manager — Cruyff — broke him in sharply. “Two legs! Two legs!” Cruyff would yell to make him use his weaker left foot, and Cruyff’s comment at half-time of Guardiola’s debut was “you were slower than my granny.” He roomed Guardiola with Ronald Koeman so he could learn from the squad’s senior star and Koeman liked his ordinariness: instead of the kind of flash vehicle most young players had, Guardiola drove a second-hand Opel. Before long Guardiola — still a teenager — was telling Michael Laudrup, “keep it simple, Michael” when the Danish genius went on a dribble. The youngest member of Cruyff’s “Dream Team”, he imbibed Cruyff’s potion most deeply. “If we agree that we are going to enjoy ourselves, then we have to have the ball — because we are all little kids who have grown up with the ball, and we still want it,” is part two of the Cruyff diktat Vilà outlined. So many relationships that sustain Guardiola are a homage to Catalonia. Manel Estiarte, his right-hand man, grew up five miles from Santpedor and was the “Maradona of water polo” when they met in the Nou Camp dressing room after a match in 1992, shortly before they both competed at the Barcelona Olympics. Estiarte has worked for Guardiola since 2008 while the fitness coach Lorenzo Buenaventura and the performance analyst Carles Planchart have been with him since he started in coaching, with Barcelona B, in 2007-08. During their sabbatical year in New York, from 2012-13, Guardiola and his wife Cristina leaned on old Catalan friends already living there, Xavier Sala i Martin, an economics professor, and Martin’s wife, Silvia Tremoleda, a former triathlete who Guardiola later hired as City’s nutritionist. It was Martin who introduced Guardiola to the chess grandmaster, Garry Kasparov, with whom he shared Manhattan dinners, talking economics, technology and sport. Those meals fed Guardiola’s intellectual side, as does poetry. A favourite work of his is Ithaka, a 1911 poem by Constantine P Cavafy, which is about the journey of life. Hope that it is long and full of adventures, the poem says, and take your own path, but “keep Ithaka (the island from which the Greek hero Ulysses set out and returned to) always in your mind.” In other words: never forget your roots. Guardiola came back to City in 2016, but the protagonist of Pol Ballús and Lu Martín’s brilliant 2019 book, Pep’s City: The Making of a Superteam, is one who spiritually hasn’t strayed far from Catalonia. Guardiola is described driving from his luxury apartment in central Manchester to City Football Academy with Radio Cataluna playing on his car radio. He dines in Spanish restaurants, including the Catalan one that he, City’s chief exceutive, Ferran Soriano, and director of football, Txiki Begiristain, opened in King Street. And on his office wall is a maxim he scrawled in Catalan the day he moved in: “Primer és saber què fer. Després saber com fer-ho!” (“First you have to know what to do. Then you have to know how to do it!”) However, what’s fascinating about this season is how “English” some of Guardiola’s football has become. Four powerful defenders, a big No 9, balls in behind and, as Gary Neville notes, crosses into the penalty area from a team once obsessed with delicate cut-backs. Before Guardiola came to the Premier League he was warned by Xabi Alonso: “You have to adapt to the second ball,” and he didn’t really know what Alonso meant. The second ball (ie the contest for possession when the ball is loose after a challenge) was something he kept talking about with bemusement during his hit-and-miss first season in the Premier League but now, often through the incredible positioning of Rodri, City are masters of it. And who has won the second-highest percentage of aerial duels in the 2022-23 Premier League? City (Arsenal’s total is the lowest). Who has conceded the fewest and scored the third-most set-piece goals? City. On Friday, Guardiola waxed about how much he has come to love the English game. “English football belongs to England and I didn’t change anything, honestly,” he said. “Yesterday I watched [the Sky Bet League One play-off semi-final] Sheffield Wednesday v Peterborough. 4-0 down [after the first leg], then 4-0 up, then extra time and penalties — in my mind that can only happen in England. Here the respect for the lower divisions is hats off. How many were there? 33,000? And crazy after [losing the first leg] 4-0! “This is England and this is why it is unique. That is why it is so special and that is why I am a long time here. I love it,” he enthused. Yet this, the march to his fifth title in six seasons, is also built on principles he imported. At essence, the football is still Cruyffian and borne from repetition on the training ground of exercises like seven v seven, plus three (players in the middle) drills to promote possession and positional play. In interviews down the years, I’ve discussed with several of Guardiola’s former Bayern Munich players his ability to teach the game. This from Alonso: “To hear his ideas has been a special experience. He likes to control every aspect. The smallest thing can make a big difference — whether you pass to a left foot or right foot.” This from Jan Kirchhoff: “I was a player who had worked with amazing coaches in Jürgen Klopp and Thomas Tuchel and this guy just told me, ‘Change your shape to the pitch a little bit, your shoulder needs to face a little different, and touch the ball with this foot rather than the other one. Suddenly the game made more sense.” This from Philipp Lahm: “Pep is the epitome of a 24/7 coach. In bed, eating dinner, always football, football. It’s an unbelievable character trait and through it he elevated us to a new level.” The Premier League’s 115 charges for alleged financial breaches — denied by City — cloud perceptions and Guardiola is lavishly resourced, but spending is not the root of his success. Scorers in the 4-0 Champions League semi-final win against Real Madrid included Julián Álvarez and Manuel Akanji, bought for £14 million and £15 million, respectively. Akanji was offered to several Premier League clubs, all of whom passed — before Guardiola saw something and signed him. When John Stones transforms to almost a box-to-box No 8, when Kyle Walker renders Vinícius Júnior a National League player, when Ilkay Gundogan arrives as a second striker, when Bernardo Silva plays seemingly 12 positions at once — as we saw against Real — you appreciate how Guardiola applies his intellect to football. Domènec Torrent, his former assistant, said: “The secret of Pep is he works the same if he plays the best team in the Champions League or one from the fifth division in the cup. He [regularly] spends ten hours a day in the facility to try to analyse the opponent.” The day before matches, as others are going home for the evening, he locks himself in his office, puts on music (often Oasis, Carla Bruni or the Catalan band, Manel), burns some incense and watches videos of the opposition. Then waits for ideas to come. On his desk is statue of his former Barcelona manager Cruyff and on the walls are messages from his children, lines from This is the Place by the Mancunian poet Tony Walsh — a blank space, so he can scrawl thoughts in black marker pen. “When a flash of inspiration comes . . . the instant I know, for sure, that I’ve got it. I know how to win the match . . . it’s the moment my job become truly meaningful to me,” Guardiola confided to a journalist close to him, Martí Perarnau. But none of the coaching or thinking would work without man-management. He has had Gundogan’s loyalty since being there in hospital with him when a terrible injury threatened the midfielder’s City career in his first season. He has had Kevin De Bruyne’s attention since saying, at their first meeting: “Kevin, listen, you can be a top-five player in the world. Top five. Easily.” De Bruyne was shocked. “But when Pep said it with so much belief it changed my whole mentality,” he revealed. A spat with De Bruyne, when the Belgian played a blind pass to no one against Real, showed he’s not always the “loving coach” Kirchhoff describes. Since Yaya Touré, in an emotional interview after leaving City in 2018, accused Guardiola of having “problems with African [players]”, the Catalan has rebuffed Touré’s attempts to apologise, even though Touré, at one point, would go to London hotels where he knew City would be staying to try to grab his former coach for peace talks. He has dropped Walker, Stones, De Bruyne and Phil Foden at different points. “The thing he can do that other managers can’t is he can just not play you,” a source close to a City player said. The squad is so good that if your levels drop, you know you’re out of the team and might not get back in for four weeks.” The source continues, “Pep’s not dropping one-liners around training, he’s berating them because that pass wasn’t at the tempo he wanted,” but attests to the loyalty the squad feel towards their boffin-martinet. Guardiola is generous in giving players days off after good performances — often two at a time so they can travel somewhere — and this trust in them is reflected in also allowing them to leave for away games as late as rules allow, to maximise their family time. At a point when Foden had some sorrow in his life, he was at home when the buzzer for his gate sounded. There was Guardiola, who gave him a big hug and said, “Just you train and play like who we know you are and you’ll be OK.” Until that point, Foden wasn’t fully sure Guardiola even liked him. Guardiola says he hasn’t changed English football, but that’s modesty. From next season, the Premier League will contain three managers who have worked under him — Mikel Arteta, Vincent Kompany and Erik ten Hag — and disciples such as Roberto De Zerbi and, if they get back in jobs, Brendan Rodgers and Graham Potter. As Wayne Rooney (another admirer) has observed in these pages, Guardiola’s influence is so great he has even altered how sides play in England’s lower leagues, where possession play has never been more important. One of the first EFL managers to really cite Guardiola’s influence is Michael Flynn, who evolved how his Newport County side played after meeting City in the FA Cup in 2019. Listening to Flynn — now at Swindon Town — talk about Guardiola is insightful. “Pep’s come to Newport, the pitch was poor, he sat down with me, spent time before the game — and we keep in touch now. He’s rang me at home and I’m like, to my wife, ‘Look, Pep Guardiola is calling me!’ and she’s, ‘Yeah, but you always speak to him.’ I still get a thrill seeing his name flash up on the phone. “My youngest boy, Samuel, is five, has long hair and loves Erling Haaland. I sent Pep a picture of him in his Haaland kit and Pep knows me and my older boy are Liverpool fans — so he sent a message saying happy birthday to Samuel and that the Manchester blue looks better on him.” Flynn, 42, is the type of detail-loving young coach Guardiola has spawned. “Honestly, the guy is a magician,” he says. “He’s constantly testing himself, trying to improve. I want to be the best version of me and Pep inspires me to try.” A colleague once asked Guardiola about some contentious refereeing decisions that went against City in an Arsenal game. Guardiola refused to be drawn, so he asked again and Guardiola shut him down. But after the press conference there was a tap on the shoulder. “Pep wants to see you.” The journalist was taken to the corridor outside Guardiola’s office and the manager explained it was nothing personal — he just didn’t want to criticise officials. With shining eyes, and tactile enthusiasm, Guardiola was grabbing his shoulders and pushing and pulling him to demonstrate how Rob Holding had manhandled City players at set pieces. “But I’m not going to complain,” Guardiola repeated. “Cruyff told me I had to build a team so good it took officials out of the equation.” He has. He tends to take everything out of the equation, in the end. Doubters, opponents — and any foolish notions English football wasn’t for him.
To be fair they aren’t alone though. Utd, Chelsea and Arsenal have all spent more in the last 5 years. It’s ****ing madness that clubs can sign so many duds who end up barely playing and get away with it without breaking FFP. The whole thing is a joke. Maguire and Sancho have started about 20 games this season between them and cost over £160m before wages.
Yes, but Utd have always made money. I've had local lads in Kazakstan bagging for Utd tops. They have a superstore as big as a Tesco in Singapore. And so on really. They only have debt now, because the Glazers gave robbed the club. Arsenal have spent a lot of money, but when they get it wrong it hurts them. Hence they have Rob Holding playing CB, and can only sign within a budget, which the fans were going nuts about only kast season. Meanwhile Abhu Dhabi have spent around £300m on CBs. Chelse are just bonkers. I always assumed there was a kind of money laundering going on there with Abramovitch. But City are funded by a country, and that is at the heart of this. This fact makes the league an untenable joke.
So United should be continually allowed to outspend the competition because they have hordes of Asian fans?
They would love nothing more so they could go off and join there Super league. I'm sure Newcastle qualify now seeing as money buys you respect and acceptance.
