nayimfromthehalfwayline
Andy Thompson
More likely you just cant.
As I expected, typical Wriggly post of jumping in with two feet, sweeping and borderline offensive statements but nothing to back it up.
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O/T Capello Resigns / New England Manager Speculation Thread
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More likely you just cant.
As I expected, typical Wriggly post of jumping in with two feet, sweeping and borderline offensive statements but nothing to back it up.
Wriggly
Banned
Yes you are right, I jump in and never reply.
Let me leave you with this.
Identical teams, same league, both pay same wage, both you wouldnt mind playing for, both in same city. One managed by Mourinho, one managed by Phil Brown. Who would attract the top players ?
mick cooper
Neil Sullivan
On here - rabid, passionate and blind to his weaknesses support - which at one time was heresy to question.
Define sitter - to me its an opportunity that is easier to score, than fail to - and I have no recollection of any of those. I can remember chances or occasions where he could have done better, but none where he wasted a gilt edged opportunity.
DubaiSpur
Ian Walker
Well, wouldn't the 'playing well' and 'winning' parts, respectively, be aided if there was a world-renowned manager in charge? I mean, look at it from, say, Modric's perspective. His beloved manager, Harry, leaves for the England job. Now, Modric sees Mourinho and Rodgers linked with the job. Wouldn't he think there was a better chance of him playing well and the team winning under Mourinho as opposed to Rodgers? Therefore, if Rodgers does end up being appointed instead of Mourinho, Modric will be put off somewhat, and will judge Rodgers based on what he thinks Mourinho would have done, which would inevitably lead to disppointment in some quarters, which may manifest itself in bad or uninspired performances. Of course Rodgers may turn out to be a tactical genius and might get the team winning and playing well at the same time, but he'd start at a disadvantage, seeing as the players probably wanted Mourinho, and working off that disadvantage takes time and may possibly involve a couple of defeats or sub-par performances, which reinforces the cycle of negativity. Which we can't afford. So, looking at it that way, you can argue Wriggly's point; that a manager's reputation does count in a player's mind.
The Moonlit Knight
Banned
Look at the players Fat Sam got to Bolton.
The bottom line is it's not the player you have to be matey with, it's the agent. The agents don't care who the Manager is. They care who will pay them. In our case, Levy cuts the deals. It's no coincidence that apparently Spurs pay more in agency fees than anyone else but City. That's why we get such good bargains, and why we can get players to accept seemingly lower wages than our rivals.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/sport/0/football/15976782
ricky2tricky4city
Steffen Freund
Superhudd.........any news on Jamie
Spursalot
Jimmy McCormick
Perhaps its not the fact that the players would prefer playing for a manager that has a good reputation, but it is that they would prefer to have a club that has a good reputation. Our club does already have a good reputation, but i believe the reputation of the club would increase if we were to sign a manager of Mourinho's reputation.
Therefore, in a roundabout kind of way the managers reputation does affect players signing for you.
Therefore, in a roundabout kind of way the managers reputation does affect players signing for you.
nelto
Sergei Rebrov
Not sure if it's been posted already, but a mildly interesting/amusing piece:
http://www.grantland.com/story/_/id/7556217/harry-redknapp-fabio-capello-future-english-national-football-team
Harry Redknapp, Rube of the Year
England's most charming miscreant gets away with it again
By Brian Phillips on February 9, 2012
Harry Redknapp does not have a soul, but he has a sort of dead-eyed ****ney sparkle that's served him as a pretty adequate replacement. England's most successful English soccer manager, he's also England's most successful allegations-shrugger-offer, "Who, me?"-expression-haver, preposterous-quip-to-distract-your-attention deployer, and crafter of bespoke logic-annihilating narrative M?Âbius strips. When 60 police officers crash-swarmed his house as part of a conspiracy sting in 2007, Harry insisted that they were merely soliciting his help catching other people. "They have to arrest you to talk to you," he straightfacedly told the press. Oh, of course!1 When questioned, during his tax-evasion trial last month,2 about the secret Monaco bank account he'd named after his bulldog Rosie, he produced one of the greatest answers in the history of criminology. "I don't even like calling her a dog," he said. "She was better than that." The jurors returned a verdict of not guilty. I'm pretty sure some of them high-fived.
There's something about Harry Redknapp that makes you want him not to be guilty, even though he is, always, of everything he's ever been accused of, and definitely also of much more. I have no evidence to support this, which would enable me, if I were on one of the almost infinite number of Redknapp juries that could plausibly be convened in the future, to find him not guilty. But I'm sure that it's true. You don't believe for a second that Harry's capable of self-reflection, much less of "having a conscience" or "practicing forbearance" or "experiencing remorse." You just find him not guilty because he makes being not-not guilty look like so much fun.3
Here are some highlights from Harry's career. Don't try to pretend this isn't kind of horrifyingly fabulous.
Was suspected of being given a bribe by an agent. The bribe was in the form of a racehorse named "Double Fantasy." Harry told an inquiry that he might possibly own the horse ÔÇö he wasn't sure ÔÇö but it didn't matter because Double Fantasy was a terrible horse and never won any money.
Appeared, along with his feckless footballer-turned-pundit son Jamie and Jamie's pop-singer wife Louise, in history's most improbable Wii commercial. "Smash attack coming your way, dad!"
Was once hit in the head by a soccer ball while giving a TV interview during practice. Harry interrupted the interview to tear into the player who'd miskicked the ball. Then, when the interviewer tried to coax him back into answering his questions, the still-seething Harry glared back toward the player and uncorked the immortal line, "No wonder he's in the fudging reserves."
While manager of Portsmouth, was videotaped pretty unambiguously colluding with an agent to make an illegal approach to Blackburn player Andy Todd. The footage aired on the BBC show Panorama as part of an investigation into soccer corruption. Harry declared himself "one million percent innocent."
Once reportedly torpedoed negotiations for a ?ú20 million contract coaching Saudi Sportswashing Machine, a club in the north of England, because Saudi Sportswashing Machine wouldn't provide him with a private jet in which he could commute to work every day from his house in the south. "He likes taking his dogs for a walk along the coast," his brother-in-law explained.
Won the 2008 FA Cup with Portsmouth, a moderately astonishing feat, then left the club to take over Tottenham Hotspur just before it was revealed that Portsmouth's finances were a smoking crater lanced with pulsating radioactive meteorite shards, all of which were owed money.
While dealing with various widely reported and speculated-about investigations into his conduct, took perennial sort-of-rans Tottenham to the first Champions League spot in their history in 2010 and, this season, made them long-shot title contenders.
As the flagship member of a generation of English football coaches who have been more or less comprehensively left in the dust by their foreign counterparts,4 Harry derives part of his charm from the idea that he's a last point of contact with an older, purer form of football, a living zipline back to the days when all matches were played in the rain and nobody knew anything about tactics. "Just fudging run about," Harry once told a striker who didn't speak English. In these days of Xavi and false nines and "can Lampard play with Gerrard," there's a deep need in the English footballing psyche for a distinctively English way of approaching the game that doesn't go numb in quarterfinals, and Harry exploits this the way he exploits everything else ÔÇö cheerfully and with a Boer War's-worth of dropped h's.5 Had the tax-evasion charge led to anything more serious, I'm convinced he would have sent Tottenham out in a WM formation. But he gets away with it because he has a face like tipsy bread dough and can't stop telling stories like this:
My dad would watch Jamie every week at Liverpool no matter where he played. He would get the train. My mum would make a cheese and pickle roll for Jamie to eat after the game. Now remember, Jamie's playing for Liverpool. Jamie would meet my dad after the game and take him back to the station and once Steve McManaman was in the car with them. My dad said to me: 'I felt bad I because I had a roll for Jamie but not Steve McManaman.' So I said to my dad: 'A roll? He's getting thirty grand a week!' But every week after that he had to take two rolls, one for Jamie and one for Macca. That was his life, never missed a game.
Liverpool, cheese-and-pickle rolls, grandfathers, Steve McManaman. Harry somehow makes you believe that English soccer, a game whose face-first slide into globalized commercialism is a source of mass anxiety, is really a simple old thing, straight out of "Autumn Almanac," just men and their snacks down through the generations. Moreover ÔÇö and this is the real magic trick ÔÇö he somehow does this while himself serving as the most visible representative of the dark side of commercialization. How can kickbacks and tapping-up and runaway club debt be so bad if Harry's there to tell you about the Christmas pudding his Aunt Rosie baked for Bill Shankly? And by the same token, why worry about Emirates Marketing Project-branded motorbikes in Thailand when an English manager has his club in the top three?
On Monday Wednesday, the same day the jury in London handed down the not-guilty verdict, Fabio Capello gave in to the inevitable and resigned as manager of the English national team. As of this writing, Harry's the bookies' favorite to replace him. Landing the offer ÔÇö not so much failing upward as getting exonerated upward ÔÇö would be classic Harry. He'd be crazy to take the job. England is a mess, and the European Championships are only four months away. It would be like coaching the Charge of the Light phalanx. He would have no chance of winning. And the entire Harry edifice is built on success.
On the other hand, we already know he's crazy, right? I mean, it would be like coaching the Charge of the Light phalanx! Why not do one last outsize deed before retiring? Why not drive up the advance on the next autobiography? England's been waiting for a cheeky homegrown rascal to take over the national team since Brian Clough was passed over. The old comedian must relish the thought of taking his final bow on the biggest stage of his career. It would be the most ridiculous, and maybe the best, possible move, both for England and for Harry himself. They wouldn't win a tournament, but the press conferences would be amazing. No matter what he was accused of, Harry would simply look pained, give his eyes a cynical twinkle, and yank the tarp off some devastating quip. He could fly in a private jet. He could keep rolling the way he always rolls: ten miles high, impossibly brazen, and spotless as a ghost.
Brian Phillips is a staff writer for Grantland.
http://www.grantland.com/story/_/id/7556217/harry-redknapp-fabio-capello-future-english-national-football-team
Harry Redknapp, Rube of the Year
England's most charming miscreant gets away with it again
By Brian Phillips on February 9, 2012
Harry Redknapp does not have a soul, but he has a sort of dead-eyed ****ney sparkle that's served him as a pretty adequate replacement. England's most successful English soccer manager, he's also England's most successful allegations-shrugger-offer, "Who, me?"-expression-haver, preposterous-quip-to-distract-your-attention deployer, and crafter of bespoke logic-annihilating narrative M?Âbius strips. When 60 police officers crash-swarmed his house as part of a conspiracy sting in 2007, Harry insisted that they were merely soliciting his help catching other people. "They have to arrest you to talk to you," he straightfacedly told the press. Oh, of course!1 When questioned, during his tax-evasion trial last month,2 about the secret Monaco bank account he'd named after his bulldog Rosie, he produced one of the greatest answers in the history of criminology. "I don't even like calling her a dog," he said. "She was better than that." The jurors returned a verdict of not guilty. I'm pretty sure some of them high-fived.
There's something about Harry Redknapp that makes you want him not to be guilty, even though he is, always, of everything he's ever been accused of, and definitely also of much more. I have no evidence to support this, which would enable me, if I were on one of the almost infinite number of Redknapp juries that could plausibly be convened in the future, to find him not guilty. But I'm sure that it's true. You don't believe for a second that Harry's capable of self-reflection, much less of "having a conscience" or "practicing forbearance" or "experiencing remorse." You just find him not guilty because he makes being not-not guilty look like so much fun.3
Here are some highlights from Harry's career. Don't try to pretend this isn't kind of horrifyingly fabulous.
Was suspected of being given a bribe by an agent. The bribe was in the form of a racehorse named "Double Fantasy." Harry told an inquiry that he might possibly own the horse ÔÇö he wasn't sure ÔÇö but it didn't matter because Double Fantasy was a terrible horse and never won any money.
Appeared, along with his feckless footballer-turned-pundit son Jamie and Jamie's pop-singer wife Louise, in history's most improbable Wii commercial. "Smash attack coming your way, dad!"
Was once hit in the head by a soccer ball while giving a TV interview during practice. Harry interrupted the interview to tear into the player who'd miskicked the ball. Then, when the interviewer tried to coax him back into answering his questions, the still-seething Harry glared back toward the player and uncorked the immortal line, "No wonder he's in the fudging reserves."
While manager of Portsmouth, was videotaped pretty unambiguously colluding with an agent to make an illegal approach to Blackburn player Andy Todd. The footage aired on the BBC show Panorama as part of an investigation into soccer corruption. Harry declared himself "one million percent innocent."
Once reportedly torpedoed negotiations for a ?ú20 million contract coaching Saudi Sportswashing Machine, a club in the north of England, because Saudi Sportswashing Machine wouldn't provide him with a private jet in which he could commute to work every day from his house in the south. "He likes taking his dogs for a walk along the coast," his brother-in-law explained.
Won the 2008 FA Cup with Portsmouth, a moderately astonishing feat, then left the club to take over Tottenham Hotspur just before it was revealed that Portsmouth's finances were a smoking crater lanced with pulsating radioactive meteorite shards, all of which were owed money.
While dealing with various widely reported and speculated-about investigations into his conduct, took perennial sort-of-rans Tottenham to the first Champions League spot in their history in 2010 and, this season, made them long-shot title contenders.
As the flagship member of a generation of English football coaches who have been more or less comprehensively left in the dust by their foreign counterparts,4 Harry derives part of his charm from the idea that he's a last point of contact with an older, purer form of football, a living zipline back to the days when all matches were played in the rain and nobody knew anything about tactics. "Just fudging run about," Harry once told a striker who didn't speak English. In these days of Xavi and false nines and "can Lampard play with Gerrard," there's a deep need in the English footballing psyche for a distinctively English way of approaching the game that doesn't go numb in quarterfinals, and Harry exploits this the way he exploits everything else ÔÇö cheerfully and with a Boer War's-worth of dropped h's.5 Had the tax-evasion charge led to anything more serious, I'm convinced he would have sent Tottenham out in a WM formation. But he gets away with it because he has a face like tipsy bread dough and can't stop telling stories like this:
My dad would watch Jamie every week at Liverpool no matter where he played. He would get the train. My mum would make a cheese and pickle roll for Jamie to eat after the game. Now remember, Jamie's playing for Liverpool. Jamie would meet my dad after the game and take him back to the station and once Steve McManaman was in the car with them. My dad said to me: 'I felt bad I because I had a roll for Jamie but not Steve McManaman.' So I said to my dad: 'A roll? He's getting thirty grand a week!' But every week after that he had to take two rolls, one for Jamie and one for Macca. That was his life, never missed a game.
Liverpool, cheese-and-pickle rolls, grandfathers, Steve McManaman. Harry somehow makes you believe that English soccer, a game whose face-first slide into globalized commercialism is a source of mass anxiety, is really a simple old thing, straight out of "Autumn Almanac," just men and their snacks down through the generations. Moreover ÔÇö and this is the real magic trick ÔÇö he somehow does this while himself serving as the most visible representative of the dark side of commercialization. How can kickbacks and tapping-up and runaway club debt be so bad if Harry's there to tell you about the Christmas pudding his Aunt Rosie baked for Bill Shankly? And by the same token, why worry about Emirates Marketing Project-branded motorbikes in Thailand when an English manager has his club in the top three?
On Monday Wednesday, the same day the jury in London handed down the not-guilty verdict, Fabio Capello gave in to the inevitable and resigned as manager of the English national team. As of this writing, Harry's the bookies' favorite to replace him. Landing the offer ÔÇö not so much failing upward as getting exonerated upward ÔÇö would be classic Harry. He'd be crazy to take the job. England is a mess, and the European Championships are only four months away. It would be like coaching the Charge of the Light phalanx. He would have no chance of winning. And the entire Harry edifice is built on success.
On the other hand, we already know he's crazy, right? I mean, it would be like coaching the Charge of the Light phalanx! Why not do one last outsize deed before retiring? Why not drive up the advance on the next autobiography? England's been waiting for a cheeky homegrown rascal to take over the national team since Brian Clough was passed over. The old comedian must relish the thought of taking his final bow on the biggest stage of his career. It would be the most ridiculous, and maybe the best, possible move, both for England and for Harry himself. They wouldn't win a tournament, but the press conferences would be amazing. No matter what he was accused of, Harry would simply look pained, give his eyes a cynical twinkle, and yank the tarp off some devastating quip. He could fly in a private jet. He could keep rolling the way he always rolls: ten miles high, impossibly brazen, and spotless as a ghost.
Brian Phillips is a staff writer for Grantland.
Kingdawson
Banned
It depends on the individual. Some players may not care who the manager is and some may be deeply concerned. How anyone can make such a general statement about players either not caring or caring is beyond me really.
The Moonlit Knight
Banned
He missed an open goal in one game, screwed it wide.
And how do you expect people to react when people who don't rate Parker are so hyperbole against him? And most of his detractors are people who either love an alternative that isn't being picked or didn't want him at the club in the first place and refuse to change their mind no matter what he does.
You yourself said he'd never score a goal like Sandro's, for example.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jXmFX7E1c-4 (3 minutes in, and worth watching anyway for the chance to see Rose's goal again!). Sandro's goal was superb, but it was a half volley so the power was easy to obtain and it had to be to make sure he could beat the keeper even if the ball was at a height to be saved. The goal Parker scores here is harder to execute as he has to generate power himself which is tough to do hence why most shots are often ballooned.
Neither goal proves a thing though, as there isn't a professional player in the English game who isn't capable of scoring 30 yard screamers under the right circumstances. It's how often they try it, and their ratio of success that defines how good they actually are at it.
Anyway my final thoughts on it are mulling over what you typed "Parker would never have, and will probably never will score a goal like Sandro's against Chelsea, but I'll bet that Sandro will score plenty more like it.". All I can respond to that is 22 seconds into the clip.....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A_UT9KBYfZ0&feature=fvwrel
Spursalot
Jimmy McCormick
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/sport/football/article-2099285/Arsene-Wenger-England-job-time.html
Wenger rules himself out of England running, but believes job can be done part-time
Arsenal manager Arsene Wenger insists international management is not for him but feels the England job could be done part-time in the short term.
Tottenham boss Harry Redknapp is being widely tipped as the replacement for Fabio Capello, who resigned his post in charge of the national team on Wednesday night following the FA's decision to strip John Terry of the captaincy while he contests a charge of racially abusing QPR defender Anton Ferdinand.
Redknapp has led Spurs back into the top three of the Barclays Premier League and there have been suggestions the 64-year-old could take on dual roles through to the summer's European Championship in Poland and Ukraine.
Wenger rules himself out of England running, but believes job can be done part-time
Arsenal manager Arsene Wenger insists international management is not for him but feels the England job could be done part-time in the short term.
Tottenham boss Harry Redknapp is being widely tipped as the replacement for Fabio Capello, who resigned his post in charge of the national team on Wednesday night following the FA's decision to strip John Terry of the captaincy while he contests a charge of racially abusing QPR defender Anton Ferdinand.
Redknapp has led Spurs back into the top three of the Barclays Premier League and there have been suggestions the 64-year-old could take on dual roles through to the summer's European Championship in Poland and Ukraine.
The Moonlit Knight
Banned
Don't be daft. To bottle it infers that he would be running away from Spurs to take an easier job. The England job is harder than the Spurs one and the pressure is immense.
DubaiSpur
Ian Walker
_____Official France Teamsheet, 2012 European Championship, Group A, France Versus England, 18:00 hrs______
Filled in by: Laurent Blanc, Head Coach
Technical Staff:
Laurent Blanc
Jean-Louis Gasset
Alain Boghossian
Starting Players:
Hugo Lloris
Bacary Sagna
Mamadou Sakho
Younes Kaboul
Aly Cissokho
Franck Ribery
Yann M'Vila
Marvin Martin
Samir Nasri
Karim Benzema
Kevin Gameiro
Substitutes;
Steve Mandanda
Laurent Koscielny
Eric Abidal
Yohan Cabaye
Mathieu Valbuena
Loic Remy
Olivier Giroud
Signed: Laurent Blanc
_____Official England Teamsheet, 2012 European Championship, Group A, France Versus England, 18:00 hrs______
Filled in by: Haree Rednapp
Technical Staff:
Haree Rednapp
Bondy
Jo Jordan
Starting players;
David Jaims
Glen Jonsan
Matty Upsun
That lad wot tweeters a lot
Fill Nevil
Jo Coal
Scotty P
Lampsie
Bekks
Crouchy
Defo
Substitutes;
Rob Grin
Peter Cyltun
Carrager
Stevy
Dat lad wot plays for Arsnul
Dat other lad wot plays for Arsnul
Wazza
Signed: Haree
Please stay Harry. [-o<
Filled in by: Laurent Blanc, Head Coach
Technical Staff:
Laurent Blanc
Jean-Louis Gasset
Alain Boghossian
Starting Players:
Hugo Lloris
Bacary Sagna
Mamadou Sakho
Younes Kaboul
Aly Cissokho
Franck Ribery
Yann M'Vila
Marvin Martin
Samir Nasri
Karim Benzema
Kevin Gameiro
Substitutes;
Steve Mandanda
Laurent Koscielny
Eric Abidal
Yohan Cabaye
Mathieu Valbuena
Loic Remy
Olivier Giroud
Signed: Laurent Blanc
_____Official England Teamsheet, 2012 European Championship, Group A, France Versus England, 18:00 hrs______
Filled in by: Haree Rednapp
Technical Staff:
Haree Rednapp
Bondy
Jo Jordan
Starting players;
David Jaims
Glen Jonsan
Matty Upsun
That lad wot tweeters a lot
Fill Nevil
Jo Coal
Scotty P
Lampsie
Bekks
Crouchy
Defo
Substitutes;
Rob Grin
Peter Cyltun
Carrager
Stevy
Dat lad wot plays for Arsnul
Dat other lad wot plays for Arsnul
Wazza
Signed: Haree
Please stay Harry. [-o<
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Wouldn't agree with that. The task of winning over 38 games easier than 7/8?
Cheers mate I'd do my best!
The Moonlit Knight
Banned
It doesn't matter about the amount of games. One game can have more pressure than 38 games combined dependant on the expectation and what is at stake. I've said elsewhere, Redknapp would be mad to leave Spurs and go to England. England don't have a hope of winning. Combine that with the fact that at Spurs Redknapp is safe and secure, then I think he'd be crazy to take a job that has loads more pressure for less chance of a reward.