I'm looking back several weeks when the pundits (Latin for "ding dong") on soccernet and other unworthy soccer sites were predicting that Manchester United were doomed. So many draws, trouble with Rooney, the Green and Gold Goblins protesting with placards, etc. etc. etc....
"Chelsea has run away with the Prem League title." That was in week 3.
Now that we just finished week 11, the Barclay's Premier League table has changed scenery a bit.
For those of you reading this blog who are not footyheads (and if you are, I'm not sure how you arrived at my blog unless you were googling "Cristiano Ronaldo's hot body" and my blog popped up) the English Premier League is not a 20 match season, or 15, or 25 for that matter. It doesn't last from August to January like the American football seasons, it lasts a grueling 9 months, with no break like the weaklings of la Liga, Ligue 1, etc. They pound it out week in, week out, for 38 matches, with Champions League, FA Cup, Carling Cup, World Cup qualifying, Euro qualifying, and other various "cups" and friendlies in between. In 2008, Manchester United (just as a club) played over 60 matches. That doesn't include the other WC qualifiers and Euro nonsense that each of the players compete with on their National Team sides.
So why would a numpty (aka "soccernet staff") write in the 3rd week of a 38 week schedule, when a side is behind by 5 points, with a possible 105 points still to play for, that the season was all but done for?!!!
Since that time, the darling Chelsea (who were knocking in 6 goals a match against weak sides), have now resorted to scoring under 2 goals per match for the average. And today they scored a big ZEEEE-RROOO against Liverpoo. Not the Liverpoo that once won 18 English titles (that's so long ago that I think the pundits were still writing with metal and stone), but the Liverpoo that just one week ago were in 19th place in the Premier League table, one point off the bottom and well on their way to playing in the *gasps* Championship next year.
Now the perceived repeat titleists are just two points ahead of Manchester United. Not a good place to be if you ask me.
As David Beckham once said, "even when they're down a goal with a few minutes to play they never stop believing; everyone is still in it and thinks they can win!" So if I were Chelscum (and I shudder to think that), then right now my panties would be in a bunch.
Giving the Merseyside Reds some credit, they scored two goals...not crap goals, mind you, but solid goals against a team who have obviously begun to believe the junk filling the papers about them repeating as champions. When Manchester won three in a row (should have been four...don't get me started on the dodgy penalty and offside goal rant), it wasn't because they were puffed up by the blaggards with ink. They were playing every match with the will to win and were deserved champions.
Liverpoo is no longer sitting on the bottom (but mind you they aren't that many points out of it either).
Arsenal put in a tragic display today...at home!!! I'm a bit miffed at them because I lost points, betting they would win (I wasn't the only one). But they didn't deserve to win. Toon played a solid match and left Wenger's boy wonders a bit beleaguered. So both C-Scum and Arsenal got zero points today. A good day in England!
This week United will be playing in their annual derby with the other side of the tracks. Stay tuned.
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