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If it looks like corruption…and it smells like corruption…?

No Comments 31 May 2011

There’s no way known I am going to suggest that Australia will win if bids to host the 2022 FIFA World Cup are reassessed and votes are cast once more. Of course I’d love our Socceroos to play at home. However one thing I will say is “We told you so!”

How can FIFA, Sepp in particular face up to the media and, in the face of overwhelming and damning evidence of corruption even contemplate still hosting the world’s biggest sporting event in Qatar? Sure, there’s a LOT of money floating about, but a country of 1.7 million people hosting a FIFA World Cup? Don’t be ridiculous!

I don’t doubt Qatar’s ability to build a dozen climate-controlled stadiums and air-conditioned practice facilities to combat the oppressive 50 degree Celsius conditions. Nor do I have any concern that there will eventually be enough hotel beds, restaurants and facilities for the millions of people attending the tournament. However I was at FIFA 2010 and the 3,178,856 tickets sold pushed THEM to the brink…a country with the majority of infrastructure already built.

The real concern must extend to the credibility of the game. If this is what happens with those that decide who hosts the tournament, is it a stretch to believe there’s some degree of corruption across all levels, including on the pitch? Many of my friends, and in particular those who joined the Sportsnet Holidays FIFA World Cup 2010 trip to South Africa, all of whom are much better informed about the game than I believe that the consistency of the refereeing is a HUGE issue. Given what happens at the top of the food chain is this an unreasonable concern? I think not. It’s un-Australian, and though I am not going to sit here and pull out specific on-field examples I will go out on a limb and say while the game is managed like this, it will NEVER take off in Australia.

Let’s not assume for a second however that we Aussies are squeaky clean. Surely we offered a couple of incentives, sweeteners and tempters for favourable consideration?  Did Franz Beckenbauer really mean all he said in December, how perfect Australia was for the tournament and how he hoped we might win it? Perhaps Franz was indeed our one vote. Expensive failure I say.

I appreciate we are worlds from the FIFA World Cup in almost every way but the sport itself has to find a way to shake the tag of corruption. No matter at what level it occurs, every association across the globe is tarred with the corruption brush, including our A-League which has a tough enough time in a country devoted to the oblong ball sports. Tiny crowds, stadium violence, minimal coverage. So what’s the answer? Sack the entire FIFA board? Hmm..there’s a start. But a global commitment from those who instigate the corruption (like the cheating but obviously persuasive Qataris), that they’ll keep each other honest with HUGE penalties dealt to those who don’t. Am I dreaming?

I say strip Qatar of the hosting honour, ban their team from international competition till 2015…YES effective IMMEDIATELY!…and start again. Set the requisites and stick to them. Allow submissions of 500 pages maximum and put the vote away in favour of a points system per bid. I know I know, sounds too simple right? But surely the complex nature of the current process is the very nature that gives corruption a place to hide and exist.

I’m sick of corruption in all sport. When did an individual become bigger than the game? Is the money an inspiration or an inconvenience? Are we overcomplicating things? Is there a simple way to weed out the corrupt element in sport in general?

I’ve got my theories but would love to hear yours.

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Soccernews can’t do the do for new boss who?

No Comments 12 August 2010

The wait is over. There is a new captain at the helm. Everybody can forget about panning Mr (Pimms) Andlemonade and move forward withthe very under the radar Holgar Osieck.

Who? That’s right. Holgar Osiek beat out a formidable list of contenders with names being thrown around like Frank Rijkaard, Paul Le Guen, Martin O’Neill and Jose Pekerman. And pundits and public alike are scrambling for the google oracle to tell them just who this German man who has the growing expectations of nation now upon him actually is.

Frank Lowry – in an exquisite case of name dropping – is citing a direct line to footballing legend Franz Beckenbauer, saying that he consulted the great man about his one-time protege before giving him the nod. Osiek is being hailed as more than a coach and there is a little of the talismanic panacea about Lowry’s words that he was looking for an educator of both players and coaches and that Osiek fit the bill.

Of course the new boss didn’t have to wait long to cast his eye over the troops though it’s doubtful that he was too pleased. In a match billed kind of like Pepsi – the choice of the new generation – the Soccernews were soundly beaten by a dominant Slovenia: sloppy, mistake-prone, wayward with the few chances they did create and  in the end lucky to shake hands only two to the bad. Yazz and the Plastic Population sung it best, The Only Way is Up!!!

The Dutch experiment is now officially over. It delivered qualification for two World Cups, left us with a deep love of Guus (in whom we still trust) though not so much he-who-came-after, Pim. Now all hope lies in German precision (and other such cultural stereotypes).

The German has a big job too: remedy the disaster that was the last Asian Cup campaign, steer generational change, and set sail for the carnival in Brasil in 2014….

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Enter city rivals, and… cue hatred

3 Comments 04 August 2010

The A-League imperial project takes another leap forward this week when on Thursday night the Heart step out against the Central Coast for their first real competitive run around. This time though the new kids on the block are different. While all previous expansion teams have planted their flag in terra nullius, the Heart have parachuted in to Melbourne and with that one-team-town unity is shattered.

The Victory have had the fertile soils of Australia’s sporting capital all to themselves for the competition’s first five seasons and they have reaped the rewards being twice champions and twice premiers. On top of this they are the only side to turn enough of a buck to be financially solvent But that protection is now over.

The first Melbourne derby – also the first real A-League derby – is slated for October 2 when we will already have some idea about how the two teams seasons are shaping up. Make no mistake Victory fans weened on success will still boo Adelaide and Sydney with equal vigour but they – along with the upstart usurpers of the Heart– already want to win this one more than any other.

Where are the Heart fans going to come from though? Disgruntled Melbourne Knights supporters still bitter at not getting the original licence? People who missed the boat at Victory’s inception and only offered half-hearted love accordingly? Ernie Merrick haters (is he the most hated successful coach ever?). Contrarians in search of being able to scream “I am different”?

Maybe it’s the field of dreams principal – if you build it they will come. The Heart have built a quality list. Half of their squad reads like a Socceroos reunion – Skoko, Beauchamp, Aloisi and captain Colosimo. While the other half reads like a prediction of the Socceroos future – Babalj, Hamill, Ibrahim and Taseski – all in the recent Young Socceroos squad that played in Vietnam. And if they can build early success the punters will get on board.

It doesn’t matter that the two teams have no history. The art of Fandom is often like painting by numbers. Passionate Support 101 mandates that all teams hate other teams based in their town. Cue the hatred.

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¡Viva España!

No Comments 12 July 2010

The final turned out to be a battle of one great team and a not-so-great one, with the emphasis on battle. A flurry of yellows decorated a pretty brutal match and it came as no surprise when the cherry on top was, well, a red cherry for Heitinga’s second bookable offence. A dismissal always felt a formality contingent only on time, the surprise being it took till extra time. The crash-bang technique adopted by the Dutch, not quite an expression of the Totaalvoetbal legacy, was a concession to their inferiority as a team.

Still the stifle and counterattack theory may have delivered them the game if not for just the right amount of scragging from Puyol and just the right amount of goal keeping excellence by Casillas, as Robben was played through on goal by Sneijder only to fail in the finish. Despite the loud protestations by the Dutch that they didn’t get the best of the refereeing decisions, they were clearly second best with the ball and the best at hacking and clattering.

Football-speak is full of code: ‘Enforcer’ translates as ‘thug’ whom your supporters love but everyone else hates, perfect for Van Bommel. The worst of the cynical infractions though was reserved for De Jong who channelled the spirit of the great striker-cum-ninja Eric Cantona to kung fu kick Xabi’s chest. How he wasn’t walked immediately maybe says a lot about the sticky pocket in which ref Webb must have stored his red card. He said before the match he was determined not to let reds dictate the result. Still the Dutch had a good tournament and one game a reputation should not make. They were great in all but the showpiece.

Spain might have started the tourney slowly but they are the most deserved of winners. Equally, they have been the best team in the world for the last three years, but they may have to cut the “fury” bit from La Furia Roja, their play was clinical and controlled and the faith that they would score never wavered, not once were they panicked into long balls. The one thing above all else that this final should be remembered for is that the power of football triumphed over ugly physicality.

¡Viva España y gracias Sud Africa!

(This post contains no mention of any invertebrate sea creatures with supposed sixth senses.)

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