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Dynasty: A rich history of success or a soap opera that beggars belief?

Following his unveiling at Anfield, Brendan Rodgers described Liverpool Football Club as “a dynasty”. Which begs the question did he mean the club had with an established, rich history of class and success, or was he likening it to a preposterous soap opera with storylines that beggar belief.

Liverpool’s current predicament is the result of two decades of mismanagement, neglect and short sightedness, leaving the scale of Rodgers’ task much greater than the seventeen points that the team finished off the coveted fourth Champions League place.

On the footballing side, Rodgers has inherited a squad that, despite the truck load of cash thrown at it over the last eighteen months, will need a great deal of work before it can emulate the high tempo possession game that has already become his hallmark.

The midfield in particular, is staffed by players who either lack the technical ability (Spearing, Shelvey), favour the ‘Hollywood Ball’ (Gerrard, Adam) or have simply been non-descript in their Anfield careers so far (Downing, Henderson). The only players who seem ready-made for the ‘tiki taka’ keep-ball style are Lucas and Bellamy, the latter at the wrong end of his career.

There’s then the Andy Carroll conundrum. Given how he was used, or misused, last season, his critics have been overly harsh as he has shown the potential to be an intimidating force in attack. Yet you don’t need Andy Townsend’s tactic truck to tell you that Carroll is not a player suited to a short passing game. Rodgers will either need time to work with him to refine his game (he is still only 23), find a tactical style that suits him or employ him in some other creative option (scarecrow, coat stand, hired goon – answers on a postcard please).

Lastly, there’s the ‘Gerrard problem’. Those who criticise Gerrard are usually labelled as heretics and madmen. Yet, dare I say it, some Liverpool fans have been whispering for awhile that for all his heroics and swashbuckling drive, he has never developed the all round technique and tactical discipline required to dominate a midfield, and the tempo of a game. Whilst others would just come straight out and say that the team plays better, more incisive football without him.

These might seem harsh criticisms given the years when, at his peak, Gerrard seemingly dragged Liverpool to heights that seemed beyond them. That was in the past though – and a past that heavily relied on Xabi Alonso. One-man Roy Race midfields are not a viable long-term plan in the Premier League or Europe, and it is now undeniable, even for fanatics, that Gerrard is way past his best.

Trouble is, as the club captain, local hero, living legend, and crucially, the top-earner in the squad, he poses a big challenge for Rodgers. One possible option is to gradually deploy him as a centre-back, thus adding some technique and passing ability in defence.

All of the above, however, requires time and patience – two virtues that Liverpool are, with some justification, short of. On the cusp of a fourth season without Champions League football, conservative estimates of the revenue lost over this period fall somewhere around the £100m mark.

With the stadium saga ongoing, the club still playing catch-up with their commercial operations, and Financial Fair Play regulations preventing random cash injections, the longer Liverpool are outside the Champions League the more elusive ever returning there will become.

Rodgers and Fenway Sports Group face big challenges on every front. The club have made a brave and well suited appointment but another period of failure will likely mean that the LFC dynasty may go the same way as the TV programme which disappeared from our screen in 1989 – the same year as Liverpool’s last title triumph.

Entrenos antes de la épica de Roma.

Entrenos antes de la épica de Roma. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The end of an era has arrived at Barcelona with Pep Guardiola announcing that he will step down as manager at the end of the season.

There are many things that we’ll miss about him, his willingness to play possession based passing football that can look like a sophisticated dance routine, the way he rocks a shirt and v-neck jumper combo, the way he stands as a model for what balding men could look like given the right complexion and cheekbone structure, his almost faultless record against Mourinho’s Madrid which has caused Jose no end of comedic frustration, his drive to improve the way that Barcelona play and not sit back on his laurels. Not least the ability to recognise when his work is done and it is time to move on.

But what next for the Pep?

Guardiola has always said that when he leaves Barcelona he would rest and take time out of the game, recharge his batteries and think about how to step it up a level again. In all honesty that would be the most sensible option for him. But speculation in the Premier League around Pep’s destination is going to be huge and is certainly going to be a distraction for everyone throughout the summer. What makes it worse is the distinct possibility that Jose Mourinho will also leave Real Madrid. We’re going to have months of pure speculation, interrupted only by the Euros and the Olympics.

Manchester United could see Guardiola as the long-term successor to Alex Ferguson. Would his availability prompt Sir Alex to stand down earlier than expected, knowing there was someone of sufficient calibre there to take over. Mancini at Manchester City looks to be in trouble, even if they manage to overcome Manchester United and win the league. Guardiola is the kind of manager that City’s Dubai backers would love to have at the helm. As with Manchester United, would Arsenal and Arsene Wenger consider Guardiola’s availability an opportunity that couldn’t be passed up, with Wenger moving upstairs. Chelsea are also on the lookout for a permanent manager, though Roberto di Matteo is making good work of his extended job interview there. Spurs may yet lose Redknapp to the English FA, in fact given the team’s current level of performance, some have said that they’d quite like to lose him especially if Guardiola could be tempted to White Hart Lane. Even Liverpool may consider putting King Kenny out to pasture if Guardiola could be brought on board (though given Guardiola’s record with tall strikers such as Ibrahimovic I can’t see him taking to Andy Carroll).

We shouldn’t be forgetting the numerous Italian clubs who will be clamouring for his signature, maybe even Bayern Munich. Pep will have all the top European clubs (except Real Madrid) either asking flat out for him to join them or at the least asking surreptitiously if, y’know, maybe he’d like to ‘have a chat’ about his future with them. Guardiola’s next job could be whatever he wanted, and we shouldn’t forget he said he loved his time at Brescia…

Or perhaps Pep will lie on the beach for a bit, read Jonathan Wilson’s ‘Inverting the Pyramid’, have a bit of a think and come back to Barcelona once Tito Vilanova gets tired of the job.

Deloitte Money Football League 2012Do you want to write a piece on this? Asked the esteemed editor of this website forwarding me a copy of Deloitte’s new report into the finances of Europe’s top 20 football teams.

No. I replied. Well, more yes and no. Because I’ve no interest in pouring over the finances of Europe’s top clubs. The only balance sheets that interest me are the ones you won’t read about in Deloitte’s report.

Those of clubs like Darlington who are currently facing extinction. The team’s supporters trust are trying to arrange a community takeover of the club which will go into liquidation if they don’t succeed.

Or clubs like Portsmouth who are again, after a prospective buyer pulled out of the deal, seeking a new owner to take them out of administration. Plymouth are in the same situation as they battle to secure the existence of their club and their football league status.

So no, I don’t have any interest in how the top clubs have enlarged their revenue. Especially when those clubs use their power to leverage clubs outside the game’s top tier.

Just look at the way the Premier League held a shotgun to the head of the Football league when they wanted to get rid of the tribunal system for youth team players. The Premier League threatened to withhold money they paid for youth development schemes at lower leagues clubs, unless clubs agreed to a new set-up allowing top clubs to cherry-pick talent for nominal sums.

The majority of football fans do not support these so-called top clubs. The real story is how top level football is fast becoming a closed shop. The top clubs only exist through our consent. If they continue to suck the life out of the rest game what are we going to have left?

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The reappearance this week of Paul Scholes and Thierry Henry in English football has given the Premiership a distinctive ‘Back to the Future’ feel. But all the media circus and excitement of fans got us wondering here at 1FITG towers what other players we’d like to bring back to the Premiership to spice up the league.

So here’s our top 6 players, who we reckon – for one reason or another – would be guaranteed to make the division “interesting, very interesting….” 

Matt Le Tissier 

One of the finest players players England has ever produced, certainly the Channel Islands at any rate. Le God was the arguably the last of the “lazy playmakers”. Midfielders whose outrageous level of talent allowed them to stroll through games pinging 60 yard passes onto teammates toes, mug off defenders with a silky touch, and dribble past opponents as if they were in slow motion. All without breaking a sweat. Sadly ‘modern’ football with its high tempo pressing has no room for these players. But just consider his stats. A goal every two and half games. From midfield. For Southampton. And they weren’t exactly tap ins either.

Thomas Brolin

With apologies to fans of Leeds United and Crystal Palace, there are some players whose passage through English football gives much schadenfreude to the neutral observer. Players who you thank God aren’t at your club, but who bring great amusement to you through the hell they rain down on the poor club that employs them. In Brolin’s case it wasn’t so much what he contributed to the Premiership as what he didn’t.

Arriving at Leeds in 1995 he swiftly fell out with manager and fans for showing more interest in Yorkshire’s pie industry than in the team. His pudgy faced and paunchy waistline finally departed the EPL in 1998 after an embarrassing spell at Palace which epitomised the fact that any interest in football had completely disappeared. He effectively retired from football then, but not before a bizarre 15 minute appearance in goal for a Swedish semi-pro side.

Ali Dia

It’s the classic scenario – a former World Player of the Year decides to give you a call completely out of the blue and decides your team is ideally placed to pick up an amazing player for free. In this instance, the victim of the prank was then Southampton boss Graeme Souness, who was tricked into thinking he was signing George Weah’s cousin. Subbed on after an injury to Le Tiss in the first half, Dia was then subbed himself towards the end of an appalling debut and released two days later. Dia by name, dia by nature. But everyone deserves a second chance, and 53 minutes as a sub is hardly enough time to make a conclusive judgment. He might be 46 now, but he certainly can’t look any worse than he did in 1996 and everyone deserves a second chance, right?

David James

No, not the successful England keeper – it’s time for the return of Calamity James, the other goalkeeper that graced the Premiership. Never was the prospect of a hopeful cross into the box so exciting – it was the golden era for average wingers. Popular with most fans of his opponents, he was The People’s Calamity. His foray into proper goalkeeping saw this persona disappear for a long stretch. But all is not lost. The ageing James has shown a few signs this season at Bristol City of returning to his much-loved comedy routine, and what better way than to harness this further through a return to top-flight football.

Ashley Ward

Pound for pound the greatest striker the premier league has ever seen 1998. After a fantastic season for Barnsley, where Ward scored 20 goals in 46 games, Ward got his big time move to then UEFA Cup challengers Blackburn.

His style and technique would not be out of place in the current Blackburn team, the (lack of) speed and (huge) physical presence would give the Yak a hell of a foil. They would ‘literally’ be the pound for pound heaviest strike force in the Premier League. I’m sure Venky’s would make profit purely on their chicken sales alone!

If you’re reading this Venky’s please do contact us, we’re happy to give you very good rates for this transfer….better than you’ll get for Ronaldinho or Becks.

Jamie Redknapp

Literally. I’d love to see him using these balls now making them literally explode off his foot. I’m sure he’d literally leave players for dead. Though it would literally be a miracle if he could play 90 minutes these days – then again sometimes you get a label and it literally sticks.

Be great to see him literally dominating that centre circle though.

Who did we miss? Let us know in the comments.

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1 – Fernando Torres (to Chelsea)

Oh Fernando, what have you become? Lumbering, awkward, slow and unhappy. 3 goals in 28 games for Chelsea – a goal every 9 games says a lot. With the £50 million price tag saying the rest, that makes it £16.6 million a goal. If there has been a bigger transfer flop per pound I’d like to see him. Will he ever come good? I’m not sure, this summer will be 4 years since he scored in the 2008 European championships, arguably the last year he actually had any form. Long way back Fernando….

2 – Andy Carroll (to Liverpool)

First things first, 4 goals in 23 games for Liverpool – that’s a gaol every 5 and a bit games. Not ‘too’ bad until you realise that’s a £8.7+ million a goal and think wow. In many ways Carroll is unlucky, he never wanted to leave Newcastle by all accounts but at £35 million I’m sure Ashley thought he’d never get this chance again. Liverpool will argue that they have paid for potential and that English players carry a premium (also see Henderson and Downing) but that is a lot of money for potential. He may come good, but unless Liverpool change the way they play I think Andy will be shipped out back to Newcastle.

3 – Pascal Chimbonda (to QPR)

Pascal was in the team of the year at Wigan, which earned him a move to upwardly mobile Spurs the season after. In 2011 he played 3 games for QPR before being shipped out to Doncaster where his agent (Willie McKay) now acts director of football.

4 – Shefki Kuqi (to Newcastle)

Picture the scene, you’ve just lost your top goalscorer for £35 million and you need someone to fill the gap in your first season back in the Premier League. Who do you plump for? Well Kuqi was free so beggers can’t be choosers. Shefki signed after the transfer deadline on a free and played 6 games for Newcaslte with no goals. A year later he’s banging them in for Oldham.

5 – Steven Pienarr (to Spurs)

This might be a little unfair to Pienarr but he still makes the list. His contract was running down at Everton and Harry thought he’d snap himself a bargain, which he did at £3million. Injuries and fierce competition have meant that Pienarr has either been unavailable or on the bench and has only managed 8 games in a Spurs shirt. Rumours today suggest that he’s available for a transfer.

6 – Kieran Dyer (to QPR)

What a player Dyer was at Ipsiwch and Newcastle, I remember him demolishing Spurs twice in the early 00’s with lightening pace and a hell of a left foot. Unfortunately his body has packed in and it was only a matter of time before he got injured. Tough for him and for Warnock but the sad thing is that we all knew it would happen didn’t we?

Honourable mentions for flops of 2011 -

Henderson (to Liverpool) £20million

Poulson (to Liverpool) £4million

David Ngog (to Bolton) £undisclosed

We’ve missed countless others, so who do you think we should of added into the list? Let us know in the comments below and Happy New Year!

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It’s time for the annual madness that is the British football calendar at Christmas. We’ve just had a round of midweek Premiership fixtures, and from Boxing Day to the first weekend of January sees an almost unending list of footballing gifts on offer. All this will be lovingly broadcast in HD and maybe even 3D for your viewing pleasure and amusement.

Seems you’ve got a busy Christmas ahead of you then, wrapped up warm eating chocolates in front of a huge new TV watching umpteen different matches. But how about stepping outside on Boxing Day and enjoying another fine Christmas tradition, the Boxing Day match? I know it’s cold outside, but I’m sure you can get away from those chestnuts round a fire for a moment to get a proper bit of jack frost nibbling at your toes. This blog is a big supporter of football at all levels and there’s nothing quite like going to an actual game and watching it live. If you’ve never seen a match in the depths of winter then you’ve never lived! As a tonic for clearing the head, getting the circulation going and really feeling like you’ve earned that pint and the huge plate of leftovers from Christmas dinner there’s nothing like it.

So, on Boxing Day take your old man with along with you to your local side. Or any other family member who likes their football. Invite your mates. Take a wander along on your own even. But go! Support your local side, whoever they may be and whatever standard they play at. Give them a cheer and a shout, give them a decent gate attendance and a bit of support for the players who will (probably) have had to forego a bit of festive cheer so they can put in a decent performance for you.

It doesn’t even have to be football. As it’s Christmas and we’re full of generosity, you could even give another sport a go! There’s likely to be rugby matches on near you if there isn’t any football, they can be fun even if you don’t understand the arcane rules or the odd way the ball bounces.

Just wrap up warm and you’ll be fine.

Happy Christmas!

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So, Manchester United are out of the Champions League, and in all likelihood Tottenham Hotspur
will not be joining them in the last 32 of Europe’s second tier competition, the much maligned
Europa League.

And it is difficult to arrive at any other conclusion other than, it bloody serves them both right.

Both United and Spurs paid the ultimate price for attempting to ‘sleepwalk’ through the group
stages of their respective competitions, massively underestimating- and one could argue outright
disrespecting- the opposition they had to face. That is certainly the case for United, and Sir Alex
Ferguson could justifiably be criticised for wildly overestimating the depth and quality of his squad to
get the job done.

It is impossible for a non-United fan not to gloat at their richly deserved failure, particularly given
the triumphant Cheshire cat smile on chief executive David Gill’s face upon hearing of the draw in
August 2011.

“I got a text from Sir Alex and he is happy, we have a new Romanian team, congratulations to them

and we look forward to going there. They are the new boys and we are happy to get that draw. We

are comfortable with the draw we’ve been given,” beamed Gill.

There is no doubt United were given the most favourable looking of Champions League draws, not
just for this year’s competition but in recent memory. I remember many decrying United being given
a ‘bye’ to the next round yet again, and merely just had to turn up to go through.

And that is exactly what they did. Just turned up. Expecting to breeze through what they saw as a
group of also-rans without breaking so much as a sweat. And that conviction/arrogance went all the
way from the chief executive down through the manager and to the United players.

Massively altered line ups, casually thrown away two-goal leads, a failure to beat anyone but the
hapless Otelul Galati, United’s campaign was an embarrassment from start to finish.

And it was surely fitting that United left the field in Switzerland humbled and humiliated by a team
that put everything they had into the six group games. All their collective effort and no little talent
into progressing to the next stage. And the story of FC Basel in the UEFA Champions League 2011/12
is a great victory for football in my eyes.

But despite their humiliation, there is no doubt that United wanted to progress out of Group C and
continue on to their “assumed right” of the competition’s latter stages. Tottenham however, and in
particular manager Harry Redknapp, could not seemingly decide whether they really wanted to be in
the Europa League at all. Was it worth the hassle, with them doing so well in the league and looking
good for a quick return to the top table next year? Couldn’t they just play a mix of youngsters and
squad players until the business end was in sight? Well, Spurs look to have got their answers to the
last two questions posed. And it is a euphoric No. And how satisfying that the talented Rubin Kazan
and PAOK Salonika sides that certainly do want to be in the competition have put them on the brink
of elimination.

Now, Spurs have been tremendous this season in the Premier League. I have enjoyed watching
them play as much as any team. The scintillating football of one of the best midfields in the league
has been something to behold. Luka Modric, Gareth Bale, Rafael Van Der Vaart and Aaron Lennon-
pace to burn, no little skill, finesse or goalscoring ability. And Emmanuel Adebayor has been a
revelation (as I expected someone of his quality would be in an already enviable side). They appear
to have a decent enough shot at the title, and their emergence at the top end as a consistent force
is only good for English football (not least with the likes of Defoe, Scott Parker, Lennon and Tom
Huddlestone in their ranks).

But in Europe this season, Tottenham has carried the look of a slightly too cool and self-important
club, that is only slumming it with the guttersnipes of the Europa League on a temporary basis.
That the competition is a bit beneath them and their standards, but they’ll just about put up with
it for now, and try and squeak through to the bit where there’s a (slightly) fancy final in sight. And
thankfully, their umming and ahhing and general half-heartedness in the competition has- almost
certainly- gotten the result it has merited. Elimination.

And they almost got away with it too, with that preposterous red card and penalty lifeline against
Salonika, who had played them, and the rusty William Gallas and Vedran Corluka in particular- off
the park with some brilliant passing football before half time. But Salonika held firm, and rode a bit
of luck of their own in the Second Half. But it was no more than what they deserved. They wanted it,
and wanted it badly.

Though football is oftentimes a cruel game and a sense of injustice hangs high in the air for some
time, sometimes it provides sweet justice that seems like it has to have been ordained by a higher
power. When I think of this, I immediately think of poor Barry Ferguson and the cowardly and
disrespectful rubbing and pushing of a distraught Laurent Koscielny’s head after Birmingham’s shock
late Carling Cup Final winner against Arsenal. Not too long after though, his own tears would be
dribbling to the turf, as the most boring Premier League team in history took their rightful place back
in the Championship following last day defeat at White Hart Lane and results going against them.
Add to that delightful comeuppance the abovementioned Spurs and United European campaign
of 2011/12. Arrogance, complacency and self-entitlement personified. Kudos again to the football
gods.

Yesterday we found out that Harry Redknapp was going to miss the Tottenham v Rubin Kazan match because of a “medical procedure”.

First thought I had was that this was a way of Harry getting out of a long trip to the back of beyond and because none of the Tottenham first team were being risked it was fine sending in Bond and Jordan to deal with the youngsters.

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But it seems my cynicism was misplaced.

Instead Harry Redknapp had stents which is a ‘minor’ heart procedure.

A blog from British Heart Foundation on the subject has said:

“…The procedure can help relieve the symptoms of angina. It’s also used as an emergency treatment for people who’ve had a heart attack or unstable angina.

Most people can go home the same day or the next day, unless you’ve had an emergency angioplasty when it’s likely you’ll need to stay in hospital for a day or two longer.Many will find that they’re back to normal after a few days, though you’ll be probably be advised to avoid activities, such as heavy lifting or driving for a week or so.

In the vast majority of cases, the blood flow through the artery is improved, and people will find that their symptoms have improved.” 

You can read the full British Heart Foundation blog on their website.

Best of lucky Harry and no matter who you support, sure everyone is wishing you a speedy recovery.

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Defending isn’t Chelsea’s or Arsenal’s strong point

Bad defending has been everywhere in the Premier League this season, it’s like some sort of virus. In the first half Chelsea gave Arsenal two guilt edge chances to score, first Gervinho miscued then Van Persie missed from close range and for the Arsenal goal Terry and Ivanovic were so flat footed it was unreal. Even Cech got in on the act moving so slowly for both the 2nd and 3rd Arsenal goals and the backpass and slip by Terry for the 4th was embarrassing.

Not to be outdone Arsenal and Santos in particular (who had a terrible game his goal apart) bent over any time any Chelsea player had the ball. On the other side Djourou was constantly on the back foot in the first half particularly and gave Ashley Cole far too much space and time. As for Per Mertersacker, for someone who is 6’7 he is remarkably poor in the air he was dragged all over the shop for Terry’s goal. I imagine he plays like Peter Crouch would if he was a centre back. Awkwardly. Funny thing is, that come the Euro 2012 tournament you know he’ll have a blinder as Germany trounce England in the Quarter Finals. Again.

If either want to reach their ambitions this season (League for Chelsea, 4th for Arsenal) then they will need to get their defence in order. Quickly.

Robin Van Persie has never been more important to Arsenal

This is an obvious one, without Van Persie Arsenal will not finish in the top four, simple as that really. His hattrick today was helped by defensive mistakes but he took them all fantastically well. He is on the hottest form of his life. How Arsenal keep the man of glass fit I don’t know, but they need to.

Mata is getting on with his business

I wasn’t sure about Mata before he signed, but then I wasn’t sure about David Silva either…

When Mata got on the ball today he was fantastic in the first half especially, he was left one minute and central the next. Comfortable on the ball, smart with his passes and great assist for the first goal (though Santos may as well of lubed up, the way he defended against him). Is he as good as Silva? No, I don’t think so but he is a player than Chelsea needed. He lacked a bit of stamina in the second half it seemed but still when he got on the ball he made things happen. In the second half he drifted and Chelsea didn’t get him on the ball enough, no surprise that this was when Chelsea struggled most. His goal was superb, you knew it was in as soon as he hit it.

Lampard still has something to give but maybe only for 45minutes

He scored a great goal, one that has Lampard written all over it. Running from deep past the forward and getting a goal. But his distribution stood out for me, midway through the first half his first time pass around on the spin for Sturridge to get on to (and miss) was sublime. He may not be everyones cup of tea but with pace of Sturridge, Mata’s class and Rameries legs around him he is still very effective.

Arteta didn’t turn up. Again

2 years ago Arteta was a fantastic player, he stroked the ball around and dominated the midfield for Everton. Injuries have taken their toll on his legs and he’s still not fully fit, add to that the standard in the centre of midfield in the Premier League has risen to new levels and Arteta has been left behind. He was played very deep today perhaps as a deep laying playmaker, but he made 60 successful passes today only 4 of those reached the Chelsea defensive third and none were in the area.

When Arsenal signed Arteta fans and players were crowing that he was the missing piece and a good addition to replace Nasri or Febregas. I was much more skeptical and the way he has played since he arrived hasn’t changed my view at all. Privately Wenger was skeptical himself about Arteta and Mertersacker, seems his gut is still making the right noises, the problem is he isn’t following it anymore.

Roy Keane’s famous tirade against the “prawn sandwich brigade” highlighted how football’s traditions and soul were threatened by the creeping corporatisation of football.

Eleven years have now passed since Keane’s spluttered seafood salvo. Since then the inexorable march of commercial interests have made his complaints seem almost trivial, rather than a serious warning about the rot setting in at the heart of the game. The subsequent years of swelling TV revenues and global viewing figures have immunised the Premier League’s members against criticism. And, it seems, irony.

I was confronted with this horrible truth on a recent tube journey. Across the platform from me was a poster for Chelsea Football Club advertising it’s corporate hospitality packages and championing the quality of their prawn sandwiches. On the face of it the adverts seem astonishing. Maybe, they’re a cheeky way of reconnecting with ordinary fans? The answer though is no.

The adverts lack hint of irony or humility. They only impression they convey is arrogance. The sense that ordinary fans concerns about the soul of the game count for nothing against Chelsea’s desire to chase the corporate entertainment shilling. Chelsea are saying: “Football isn’t about you, and we don’t care if you know it.” The Premier League, it seems, has finally eaten itself.