Good day,
I know. Long time between blog updates. What can I say? My day job/life has taken up time and lack of insprido has left a vacuum for post.
But, here I am, so..
Well done to the FA. Instead of picking the easy option and choosing the man whom the tabloid media types have been stuffing down our throats for the few months, they picked Roy Hodgson.
The tabloid and ‘pundits’ berated Fabio for his poor English language communication and not being, well, English enough for them. They glossed over his many achievements prior to the England job and his win rate since he took the job. (from memory the only England manager with a higher win % was Sir Alf Ramsey)
And, even despite the horrendous thunder cunt of a player John Terry publicly undermining Fabio during the world cup in 2010, a large section of the media still back John Terry and the team of low achieving, average, over paid crop of dullards in our national team.
You’ll note that during the tax trail of Harry, not one paper I am aware of ran any stories or articles mocking Redknapps self confessed poor grasp on the English written language. Nor did they mock his poor memory. Not one Janet and John book photoshopped into the pictures or such like. Well why would they? Harry, to a modern ‘hack’ is what the golden goose was to Jack. A gift that keeps giving.
Good old Harry. Always got time to pull up and wind his window down to chat to the lads from Sky. Always into the training ground and straight to the press/media area as opposed to the actual training ground.
The hard truth is, he would have made an ideal England manager for the tabloids. He would have been happy giving nice cosy team line ups. He would have surrendered all his plans as long as a camera or mic was rolling. Good ole Arry, takes the work out of reporting.
I’d imagine that after the months of the “Harry for England” campaign, the looks on the faces of all those who have loudly, and, with no shame told all of us that there is only one man to pick, finding out Roy has got the gig and not their beloved Harry would have been something else.
Oh, Harry. A man who himself continuously put himself in the shop window at the expense of spurs season finale.
His telling sound bite when asked about the England job weeks back prior to spuds v Stevanage.
“I’ve not spoken to anybody – I’m not going to rule myself out but I’ve not been ruled in either,”
And that line alone tells you all you need to know about Harry. Instead of saying “Sorry, I am contracted to tottnum, I’m here to discuss the FA cup game” he chose to effectively say “I’m lifting my skirt to show the muff, but the FA haven’t rang me yet”
Of course, the best bit of this whole caper is the hilarious fact that despite all Harrys’ titty shaking and cheeky chappy ‘give me a ring, and I’ll drop spurs like a warm shit’ posturing, the FA never rang him.
And, coupled with the implosion of form at the lane, Harry has looked less and less the right man for the job. Blaming everyone but himself for the run of results since that wondrous 5-2 at the Grove. In fact, he even offered that ‘everyone tells me we are better playing 4-4-2, but we’re not’ which means he listened to everyone, went 4-4-2, then despite knowing it was not working stuck with it.. Wow! Blinding bit of tactical genius there Harry..
Of course, since the tabloids and sky championed Harry so forcefully, they look rather stupid now. The ‘nail on’ prediction of Harry for England, the endorsements from pundits and players have all backfired. The FA have had the temerity to go and pick a better, quieter, smarter option in Roy Hodgson.
And as quickly as the rags had to wipe and delete the ready prepared “Harry gets England job” complete with three lions (and Rosie, presumably) photoshops, they have filled the pages and airwaves with nothing short of contempt for Roy Hodgson.
Poor old Roy. A much better option and on paper a better manager. Sadly, our cunts of lazy hacks will do nothing to support him and will ridicule him until he quits or gets sacked. In fact, I’d wager that even if Roy gets to the semi at the coming Euros, the headlines will read “Woyed rage as England crash out” or some such line.
Just as a point, as soon as I read the first “Woy” in print mocking Roy on a national papers print I have ceased to use it. Why? Well, when I used it previously, I never backed it with the bile and agenda that is clearly evident in the tabloids now.
Roy has been, and for my money, always will be, a gentleman. Never one for quick smirking soundbites or promoting his own brand. And seeing him mocked and ridiculed as we are seeing in the media at present has changed my outlook on the matter.
The King is dead. Fuck Harry! Give me King Roy any day!
Have a day.
