Monday, July 29, 2013

ti si govno



Pointing to this video isn't breaking any new ground, even if Bokolis translated for you. The incident happened in 1999, and didn't become more widely known until about 10 years later. But, most people, Bokolis would venture, that have seen the above video haven't seen the entire documentary, of which Savićević's rant is but a mere clip.

It is called Het Laatste Joegoslavische Elftal, put together by Vuk Janic. I gather that is Dutch for the last Yugoslavian team. I've seen it in full with both French and Dutch subtitles, which helped Bokolis piece it together, as my Serbo-Croatian vocabulary is limited to not much more than stuff similar to what Savićević had to say.

The Savićević clip gets all the cyber-guerillas wound up. There are dozens of it out there; pretty much all of their respective comment boards are traded volleys of Fuck Serbia! and Fuck Croatia! Bitterness (not to mention a lack of context) has made these fuckers blind to the point where it hasn't dawned on any of them that the incident smacks of being staged.

You know shit is bad when their respective poeples won't even let these muthafuckas associate with one another. I don't care to make a comment of the merits of anyone's position. There is bitterness (lingering in the Serbs from the days of the Croatian Ustaše, as part of Croatian nationalism, and general Croatian sentiment that they got the short end of the deal on Yugoslavia set-up...this says nothing about the Serb sentiment towards Bosniaks and Kosovan) there that won't heal, that festered even while they largely put it all aside for the sake of Tito.

The title is a bit misleading because while this treated the Euro 2000 qualifier between Croatia and Yugoslavia as the last team, Yugoslavia effectively ended when Boban kicked the cop...in 1990.

As such, you see the same type of nostalgia as you saw in the Divac-Petrović piece. This piece brings up the ’87 World Youth (U-20) Championship in Chile and interviews Boban, Siniša (Mihajlović), (Peđa) Mijatović, Ivica Osim and Savićević, even though it notes that Savićević is older and wasn’t on the team.

Also like the Divac-Petrović piece- leaving aside the liberties the lemur and NBA seemingly took with it- you get the sense of the prevailing sentiment: The Serb, Montenegrin, Bosnian, etc., guys are like, we wish we could all still be as close as we were, while the Croatians are like, yeah, he’s a great guy and I miss him, but I got a country out of the deal, so…womp womp for them.

When I explained the sentiment to a Croatian friend of mine, who has seen the Savićević clip and was aware of, but hasn't seen the larger piece, he said, you're goddamned right- 200 years we've been trying to get our own country. If we have to lose a few friends over it, so be it.

In the same vein, it’s easy for Rađa and Kukoč and even Petrović‘s brother to sit there now and say the standoffishness and Divac being portrayed as the symbolic bad guy was all bullshit and stupidity, but you noticed that Petrović‘s brother was nowhere to be found when Divac showed up at the house. If Petrović were still alive, he probably still wouldn’t associate with Divac any more than necessary.

I felt bad for Siniša (Serb father, Croatian mother) and anyone that is caught in the middle like that.

The part with Savićević comes right before the end. After having Savićević declare himself as Montenegrin, they play up the antagonism in the buildup to the qualifier in Zagreb, complete with a bunch of Croatian guys- entirely too old to be doing that kind of stuff- marching and chanting all kinds of stuff. Note that the vitriol is directed at Serbia(ns), not "Yugoslavia."

It then cuts to the interview with Savićević. He starts by saying that he hadn’t been to Zagreb in 8 or 9 years, he had many good memories, blahblahblah, how they blame us, we blame them, but I don’t want to get mixed up in all that, but as soon as the Purgeru- apparently slang for someone from Zagreb- heckles him, he dives right in, albeit with a Savićević-ian calmness.

As Bokolis said, the whole episode was very likely staged.

It finishes with the match. They show Siniša hammering a 40-yard free kick right at the keeper and the subsequent good-natured banter between he and Šuker, likely Šuker telling him what a rocket that was, after which Šuker slaps him five. Then, they cut to a miserable Osim watching it in his living room.

Sunday, July 1, 2012

Euro 2012 Final

It's kind of funny; the Germans make it to virtually every semi-final, but, just as surely, they get to a point where they don't fire.  No matter how often, it happens, I don't expect it.
I didn't expect Balotelli to behave long enough to deliver this type of performance.  I also didn't expect Cassano to step up his play as he did.  It hasn't been a good time on the pitch for him since coming back from his heart issues.  But, he seemed to rediscover his lost genius in a moment of German softness.  While his chip-cross to Balotelli wasn't the most graceful-looking thing, it had its intended effect.
A solitary blip can be explained by momentary softness, but the German defense proved to be comprehensively awful.  Balotelli's second came with the German centre-halves fast asleep; he had so much space that it didn't take much precision on the pass.

This is how it went for the German defense.  The rest of the Italians were typically neurotic in their finishing, which kept them from scoring the half dozen that was attainable.
What stood out to me was the look of every Italian in the stadium after Balotelli's opener:  You'll never score.  This was apparently the same sentiment that the squad had.  They dropped their typical philosophy of not conceding at all costs in favor of flair and flowing football.  The Germans had no answer and were torn apart.  Sure, the Germans took many shots at Buffon, but he was able to comfortably deal with everything, the late consolation penalty notwithstanding.

ITA over SPA - Unlike the rest of the world, which has tired of Spain and the passing, my pick is for personal preference of style.  I like the dour football the Italians typically play.  If you're looking for the aesthetic, hope that Spain score quickly and Italy have to chase the goal.  The longer the match is level, to more dour it will be.

For me, it's just a matter of seeing that Spain aren't clearly better than Italy.  Italy have the blueprint on how to deal with Spain.  What's more, Balotelli- unlike is close to the perfect target man for their style.  He is not neurotic like the rest of them because, whereas the Italians typically take their best players and turn them into defenders, they couldn't do that with Balotelli.  To boot, he doens't have that slap-happy neurosis evident in the rest of the Italian attack.  Therefore Italy will win. But, if Spain win, I'll bet it'll be fun.

Thursday, June 28, 2012

Euro 2012 SF#2

If I ever question myself that I have too little faith in people, examples such as last night's whistling of the Spanish kickabout answer me.

Spain play football pretty much like Floyd Mayweather boxes.  They are so confident in their technical ability that they will probe the defense and back out.  If they find that you've bunkered up, whereas Germany will let you attack them to expose yourself, Spain will probe and wait as long as it takes to get you open.

But, people are apparently tiring of Spain's cautious patient style.  Rather than bemoan the bunkered up defense, they whinge about Spain having so much of the ball.

Despite everybody's sudden perverse aversion to the tiki-taka- they weren't whistling when Spain were tearing holes in the Portugal defense- the better team advanced.  They should really be whistling when Spain get the ball to/in the box and the strikers decide to go backwards.  Then, they could acknowlege the real problems; Messi doesn't play for Spain, David Villa is hurt and Torres is damaged goods, so there are no strikers to finish the dance.

C. Ronaldo took to the wing more than the previous two matches and was not as effective in this match, skying and shooting over on several occasions.  Princess also decided he was going to go 5th on the PKs, thinking he'd snag the winning kick, only to be closed out.  Can you imagine what flopping, crying dance he had in store?  He would've made Nadal look like Raymond Bourque.

Still, I did not expect that both Pique and Ramos would convert.  That was the separation.

GER over ITA - So, will Germany prove to be the same "Culona Inchiavabile" that Berlusconi purports its prime minister to be?  My Italian buddy says, "Dobbiamo chiavarla. Se no, non si va in finale."  They will have to hold their collective nose and venture/succeed where Silvio could/would not.

While generally reasonable, he is almost cocksure that Italy will advance, citing that Germany has never beaten Italy when it has mattered.  That, all those other times, Italy has had the team to do it, is immaterial.

In addition to playing up the importance, status and supposed effectiveness of Schweinsteiger, he is banking on the Italian philosophy that the goal will come from somewhere; it will be conceived/begotten, even if they don't actively try to score.  He's probably also banking on the Germans not being fast enough to stretch the Italians, so that when the Italians do make a goal out of thin air, they will do it late enough that it will be enough to win.

Hey, Germany's not THAT good.  I do think Italy, much more so than Greece, have the wherewithal to destroy the game and demoralize the German attack.  They still have to score, however, otherwise they'll again wind up in PKs, where Germany almost never lose.  I do not believe that Italy can both hold out and score.

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Euro 2012 SF#1 Barca vs Real

tee-hee, get it

SPA over POR - Most of these words- and prediction- still apply, and we're surely in for the same type of match, with the killer finishing again lacking.
It amazes me that so many people, who claim to love the beautiful game, have had about enough of Spain's tiki-taka and want Portugal to take them out.  Leaving aside that they are miserable bastards, probably descendants of the people that killed kittens, or puppies, or something, so y'all want Portugal?!

I prefer destruction and counter as the method of winning knockout tournament football, but have to admire any style that has conquered football...and would embrace the challenge of, in turn, trying to conquer it.  The tiki-taka engages the mind, makes you have to think ahead, both to play it and to challenge it.  Portugal is not going to offer an alternative or remedy to that.  They are a 1-1/2 man team and will hope that C.Ronaldo and Nani conjure up something to win the day.

C.Ronaldo has sold me that he will do the dirty work necessary to score.  For me to believe that he can grow hair on his legs, he still has to do it and win.

Monday, June 25, 2012

Cheerio, cheerio, cheerio!

For the England-Italy match, I did something, largely for the favor of my company, I rarely do; I watched a sporting match, one in which I had much interest, in a bar- two bars to be exact.  I exited the first place because it just wasn't properly set up to show a match and it was infested with dilettantes.  While preparing to leave, I resorted to watching on my phone.  The feed on my phone was actually 8 seconds ahead of the in-house feed.  I wanted so badly for someone to score, so I could scream GOAL! while the rest of these bananas were still watching the build-up.

The second joint was, in the Jules Winnfield sense, a more friendly place, albeit one where the friends had almost zero understanding.  I wound up explaining nuances of soccer to several people, who seemed gripped by my explanations, yet appalled that I would hold so much knowledge.

And I will strike down with great vengeance and fuuuurious anger...
The predicted penalties beckoned, albeit without the goal I credited to each side.  To explain why that was would involve rehashing the match.

I texted a(n) Italian buddy of mine that I called direction on both Rooney and Cole’s PKs and called Pirlo’s chip- I think Joe Hart was the only person in the civilized world who didn’t know that was coming- and, though I didn’t tell him, Montolivo’s miss (at least I said Montolivo was going to hit the post; he didn’t even do that).  I’m glad Buffon heard me for Cole.  I made no call on Gerrard’s because, quite frankly, I didn’t want him to miss.  I also missed Balotelli- not for his kick, but for his reaction.  I called that he was going to stand motionless and say, I hate you all.

I think Pirlo’s PK messed with Hart’s head. By his expressions before Italy’s last two kicks, Hart was projecting his fear and that he didn’t know WTF to do.  It was proven (to me) by Italy softly rolling two kicks and Hart getting sent the wrong way.

For his part, my Italian buddy has remained humble, saying only that he is “hopeful.”  I see those Germans as being a problem.

The funniest thing I saw was when Parker was subbed out for Jordan (Bieber) Henderson.  He had this look, like, you took me off for this {redacted}.

Will another encounter of the Iberians produce the same drab mach of 2010?  Does a Spain-Germany final beckon, or will the Italians find a way to shut down the Germans, while finding the German net themselves?  Italy beating the Germans at the penalty spot would truly be a departure from form.

Sunday, June 24, 2012

Euro 2012 QF#4

France put me to sleep. I'd like to tell you more about this game- other than Spain looked in championship form- but, I fell asleep halfway through the second half. I think the same thing happened to Malouda, who was in criminal dereliction of duty in being a pedestrian bystander to Xavi Alonso's run into the box for the opener.

It does bother me that Spain do not get much output from all that pretty play.

ITA over ENG - This one will likely prove more fun to talk about than it will be to watch.

England do have a shot here against another side that don't always seek the output. But, while you have to admire that this side, which would have trouble cracking the top four in its own league, is doing, I've not seen top-level footall out of them. Gerrard is playing meh, as are most of them, for that matter.

As we've often seen from him at manchester united, when Rooney isn't getting the ball the way he likes, he will drift back far enough so that he does, even to the point of playing defense. While that's good on him, that's not necessarily to the greater good of the side. Further, unlike united, there isn't quite the vested interest in keeping England in the tournament, so they are not likely to get calls (even if they had Howard Webb out there).

The strategy will surely be to score as the Croatians did against Italy- and, as England have scored at least once in each match, with a Gerrard cross finding a head- with Chiellini showing that he's not quite as good when he can't clutch and grab. In fact, Chiellini won't be around at all for this one. Yes, the Italians don't have the rock solid defense to the standards of past editions, but they have Pirlo playing at Forlán-level self-assuredness. He will surely create something that will result in output. Putting enough pressure on Italy to force Pirlo to help out on tracking and defense will limit exhibition of his genius, but England don't really have the speed to open up Italy.

This one smells like 1-1 penalties.

Saturday, June 23, 2012

Euro 2012 QF#3

One of my buddies is keen to remind me that, as per Trapatoni, all you need is one chance. There are a number of reasons why that is some pie-in-the-sky bullshit.

Greece gave it the ol' college try and lost. The finishing by Khedira and Reus illustrated why Greece was never going to win. I don't know what y'all thought was going to happen.

Still, the way it played out should make the Greeks infinitely prouder than if they held out for 80 minutes, only to lose 1-0 without showing any discernable attack. After falling behind, they had to go looking for a goal...and they GOT it. At 60 minutes, they had Merkel- that, as per Berlusconi, unfuckable lard-ass- squirming in her bloomers...and the rest of the Germans squirming in their thongs.

Now, we get into the really saucy matchups.

SPA over FRA - I must be losing my mind. I really want to pick North Africa. Spain can be picked off. There is a blueprint. Milan showed it and a Chelsea side with more talent turned the trick. While France still feel like they have something to prove after embarrassing themselves in South Africa and, despite the respect I have for Larry White (Laurent Blanc), I just don't believe that they can pull it off.