BPL Midweek Update & Transfer Craziness

As the infamous January transfer window draws to a close, we see many Premier League teams that are desperately signing and selling players to fill holes in squads, or even just to provide backup. When a team like Newcastle parts with their best player, Yohan Cabaye, at the hands of the rich oil tycoons of PSG, you are reminded that money is always everything at the end of the day. As much as the Magpies didn't want to lose the heartbeat of their team, the potential monetary gain was just too juicy to decline. Anyway, let me discuss all the Premier League action this week, and how some of this action wrapped directly into the transfer market.

Manchester United 2-0 Cardiff City. This is a game full of bigger implications; United has just signed one of the best players from their archrival Chelsea (Juan Mata). A brilliant move by the mastermind Jose Mourinho, who waited until his side had already played the Mancunians twice before letting them have his main man. Even more incredibly than the Mata saga is the transfer relationship between Cardiff and Manchester United. Not only did the Welsh club just take two United players on loan for the rest of the season (Fabio and Zaha), but they also stole their youth team manager and turned him into their head coach (Solskjaer).

Southampton 2-2 Arsenal. With transfer speculation swirling around Southampton's young talisman Luke Shaw, the south coast team did well to focus on soccer and get a more than deserved point against the Gunners. Speaking of the North London team, they are going wild this January. Having just obtained Mirko Vucinic on loan, they are desperately trying to get Julian Draxler from Schalke and multiple other players. This time around, manager Arsene Wenger does not seem to want to let the title slip out of his team's grasp.

Tottenham 1-5 Manchester City. Tottenham looks more and more like an English version of Anzhi Makhachkala. In other words, many of their big-name signings from this summer are bailing on them, trying to get transferred away from a team where they never play and don't fit in. This locker room conflict is visible in their recent play, regardless of whether the final scoreline has them winning or losing. If I was Tim Sherwood, I would quickly ship out my three or four unhappy stars and get back to focusing on the game.

Chelsea 0-0 West Ham. Last but certainly not least in terms of transfer implications, Chelsea was held scoreless by a West Ham side that beat the Blues at their own game, 'parking the bus' like I have never seen before. Chelsea has already obtained Mohamed Salah from FC Basel, and have agreed to let Thibaut Courtois stay at Atletico Madrid in exchange for Diego Costa this summer, but their improving attack still failed to find the back of the net yesterday. On the flip side, the Hammers are fighting for their Premier League lives, and a signing like Antonio Nocerino from AC Milan will help them do just that: with a strong center of midfield, consistency will soon follow.

Playing Favorites

With the January transfer window in full swing, I thought this would be a good time to reflect on my favorite players in the world, and share a bit of that list with you all. I can't explain my reasoning properly too often, but some of these guys are just my favorites because, well, they are. In no particular order:

1. Christian Eriksen (Tottenham Hotspur)
Easily my favorite player of the last five years or so. I like him for a similar reason to why 15-year-old girls love Justin Bieber so much: I feel like I found him first. I have been following Christian's career since he was a young prodigy at Ajax. Almost 22 years old now, he plays for a team I don't like too much... but I forgive him. He is trying to make a name for himself at a more big-name club, and with the way he has played this season (especially when he singlehandedly beat Manchester United), I'm sure he will find himself at a United or a Madrid team soon enough. I'm rooting for him every step of the way, and continue to wear my Ajax jersey with pride.

2. Park Ji-Sung (PSV Eindhoven)
My favorite player of all time. I love Park Ji-Sung singularly more than I love Manchester United as a club, because Park exemplifies and expands upon everything I love about Manchester United. He has never been a world-class player in terms of pure technical ability, just as United is never the most technically gifted or pass-first team, but there is no team in the world that he would not make better from the moment he steps onto the pitch. All he does every game is run his legs ragged, provide constant energy, and annoy opposing defences. Also, having seen plenty of videos of him on YouTube and the like, I have seen what a classy professional he is. Park is definitely everything I love about soccer, even if he is no longer on Manchester United.

3. Kevin-Prince Boateng (Schalke)
For lack of a better term, Prince has 'swag.' He is an attacking midfielder with fantastic vision to see a pass, and the leg strength to place that pass perfectly, no matter the distance. It says a lot about how awesome he is that I still love him even after he helped Ghana knock the United States out of the World Cup in 2010. My love for him is my hardest to explain out of all five of these players, but it's undeniable. He's just a monster, in every positive sense of that word.

4. Alexander Büttner (Manchester United)
This love started out as a long-distance one. So long distance, in fact, that we weren't even both in the same dimension. I first started using Alex in FIFA whenever Patrice Evra was frustrating me, and I haven't looked back since then. With blinding pace and above average strength, I convert all of my friends into fans of him as soon as I play them in FIFA a few times. "Oh my god, Büttner" or "God damn it Büttner, stop!" every time he comes out of nowhere to win United the ball back. I just hope that he gets the playing time he virtually deserves, but in real life.

5. Stevan Jovetić (Manchester City)
I really respect players that I think have to carry their teams, and nobody carries two separate teams more than Stevan. Not so much anymore now that he sold his soul to Manchester City, but in his Fiorentina days, he was essentially the entire squad condensed into one player. His incredible dribbling and immaculate finishing abilities have always enormously impressed me. And let's not forget that he also carries the Montenegro national team. And is a beast in FIFA.

If you've read this long into the post, just know that I love you personally and am very thankful for your patronage. 

Thanks for reading!

Bradley Mistaken: Why MB to TFC is the Wrong Move

Thanks to my good friend Kevin Saad for his wise words on this blog post. Enjoy his work! Tweet @KevinSaad93 for more in-depth MLS knowledge.

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                With the rumors swirling of Michael Bradley’s impending transfer to Toronto FC from Roma, nothing but excitement seems to be the expression from almost all American soccer supporters. Another native son will return home before this summer’s party in Brazil, continuing the trend started by Clint Dempsey of national team members returning to MLS. While this story may seem warm and fuzzy from the casual viewer’s perspective, I see many problems with this signing that don’t address all of TFC’s woes and may end up hurting Bradley in the run up to Brazil.
                First off, the price tag that TFC will be paying is a hefty one. According to reports, Michael Bradley and Jermain Defoe will be joining the club for a fee of around $100 million when the dust settles from compensation and transfer fees. These signings will definitely get people excited and put Bradley and Defoe jerseys among the league’s top sellers while boosting TFC’s declining ticket sales. But this price tag begs the question: couldn’t this money have been spent in a more effective matter? In an age where big name signings across many sports rarely seem to live up to expectations, don’t you think that teams would evaluate the club environment before pursuing these players? In case you were wondering, the final four teams standing in Major League Soccer in 2013 (Houston, Salt Lake, Portland, and Kansas City) were in the bottom half of league payroll. This shows that shrewd signings that may not be as sexy as Defoe or Bradley (Diego Valeri of Portland and MLS cup MVP Aurelien Collin) can be just as effective for a fraction of the cost. Yes, many big name DPs have lived up to expectations during their time in MLS (Robbie Keane, Guillermo Schelotto, and David Beckham). But they all have something in common: they stepped into a great situation. Beckham had a supporting cast of Keane, Donovan, and Omar Gonzalez while Schelotto had a roster with the likes of a young Robbie Rogers, Chad Marshall, Eddie Gaven, and Alejandro Moreno. These were all proven players with tons of world class experience or rising young stars with loads of talent. Toronto FC is far from an ideal situation. After spending $100 million dollars for two players and the earlier offseason acquisition of striker Gilberto and the return of a 35 year old Dwayne De Rosario, Toronto still needs to shore up their backline. Michael Bradley is going to have a harsh reality transitioning from sharing a field with Daniele De Rossi to taking the pitch with Bright Dike. The likes of Jairo Arrieta, Perry Kitchen, and Adam Moffat aren’t exactly the ideal preparation for Ronaldo, Ozil, and Boateng in Brazil. If Toronto is serious about this rebuild, it won’t happen overnight. Bradley will obviously be the star of the show, but it will take a considerable amount of time for the entire team to mesh and begin to play as a unit. TFC need to be smooth over the next few seasons to acquire pieces to complement Defoe and Bradley in order to prevent already frustrated Toronto fans from feeling burned again if things go south. Keep in mind that after years of growing pains, LA Galaxy finally emerged as MLS Cup Champions in 2011, 4 whole years after the dramatic signing of David Beckham that captivated the soccer world.            
                Now if you don’t believe that chemistry matters look no further than last year’s Seattle Sounders. The Sounders were among the Western Conference’s elite, with the emergence of DeAndre Yedlin being one of the feel good stories of the MLS season. When the rumors of Dempsey to Seattle began to surface, it seemed like everyone thought the Sounders were on the fast track to their first MLS Cup. However, the Dempsey acquisition shook up the locker room and displaced DP Mauro Rosales, which led to his eventual departure to Chivas USA. Dempsey only found the back of the net once in 2013 for Seattle and his arrival seemed to throw things out of whack in the Emerald City. The tension was even acknowledged by Seattle GM Adrian Hanauer, who admitted the acquisition may have created chemistry issues down the stretch of another failed MLS Cup run.

                Now, Toronto FC don’t have the same problems as Seattle. While Seattle is picking from a plethora of attacking options, Bradley and Defoe are part of a massive change of guard in Toronto. While the moves for both Dempsey and Bradley are admirable to American soccer fans, it is important not to get lost in the hype. While the honeymoon may seem nice now, don’t be surprised to see frustration from either of these clubs in the coming months when their big dollars are outperformed by the effective buyers of Real Salt Lake and Sporting Kansas City. 

A Rant About Legacy

David Moyes was always going to have a tough time inheriting the world's most popular club. His predecessor, Sir Alex Ferguson (yes, he was knighted for how good of a coach he was), was in charge for over 25 years, winning seemingly every trophy that came his way. He was a legend before he even retired. However, his managerial career couldn't last forever, and he and his chewing gum retired at the end of this past season.

Enter Moyes in May of 2013. A manager who did miraculous work on a shoestring budget at Everton, as Ferguson did at Aberdeen. A manager who hails from Scotland, as does Ferguson. And a manager who took over Manchester United in his late 40s, as did Ferguson. I think everyone expected the transition to be seamless; United didn't even lose any key players from last season to this season. Unfortunately for Moyes, though, it has been a tough road. Sir Alex Ferguson left behind him arguably the most powerful legacy in the history of sports. Aside from a shaky first three or four years, he spent two decades building Manchester United into a global brand, winning championships along the way.

So far this season, United is having a tougher time maybe than they have this entire millennium. Moyes has folded under pressure many times in my opinion. He consistently starts players that don't help our chances of winning at all (Tom Cleverley), and is blind to what the team needs to succeed (a defensive midfielder, so that there isn't such a huge gap between midfield and defense for opponent attacking midfielders to get into). Now, I'm not naive. The great Sir Alex Ferguson almost got sacked many times during an average first four years to his Manchester United life. However, he inherited a team near rock bottom, while Moyes has inherited a team with the same core of players that has won the Premier League title two out of the past three years. By that logic, I am willing to give Moyes until the end of next season before I start calling for his head. Two years should be enough time for him and his coaching staff to start realizing what they're doing wrong. I mean come on, it's pretty obvious: just hire me as the manager.

Speaking of legacy, I have been thinking about my own recently. I spent hours lying awake in bed on Christmas Eve, thinking to myself: Boy, if I magically disappeared tomorrow, the nicest thing anyone would have to say about me is that I'm 'nice' or 'compassionate' or whatever other positive personality traits. That's all well and good, but I personally want something a little more tangible. I want to do something throughout the course of my life that will live on long after I'm gone, something that will inspire me to jump out of bed every morning with a sense of purpose. My father knew from the time he was in elementary school that he wanted to study economics, because of something he read in a book. I wasn't fortunate enough to have the same a-ha moment, so I sat down this Christmas Eve and decided to make a bullet list. I started listing every way that a person can leave a lasting legacy, from donating money to winning a Nobel Prize (which apparently my father is not far away from doing). This list slowly started becoming more personal and tailored to myself; for those who don't know me too well, I am studying mathematics, economics, and Spanish in college, all of which I am good at, but I can't say that I am super passionate about anything besides soccer. Anyway, I had been typing nonstop for about an hour before I starting veering more towards stuff that I could realistically achieve.

Then it hit me: I'm going to start a soccer company. I have no name for it yet, but I have a bit of a premise to its operations. Basically, I want to open up different locations around the world, preferably in poor areas and small towns. I want to own a big business that has different soccer schools and camps all over the world. I will make it very affordable for low-income families. Maybe it will just start out as a series of two-week summer camps or something. I will probably start off as the coach myself, until I have the funds to hire professional coaches and trainers. It could keep kids out of trouble or whatever, but mostly I just want to inspire them and give them goals. Whether they find soccer as a fun hobby or a serious passion to be pursued, I will have achieved what I want to achieve. I don't know exactly what I would do in any given day of the camp, but I would love if I spent some time talking about the sport, maybe watching a famous game or two, and then obviously play outside for most of the day. Worst-case scenario, I provide everyone with cleats and shin guards so that everyone has those resources, and bring tubs and tubs of water for hydration. Regardless of specifics, I think this is what I eventually want to do with my life. Obviously I will spend many years in the normal work world until I really have the knowledge of how to start my own business, but I am in no hurry.

Countries start and stop wars over soccer. Cities shut down their roads and buildings on game days. A couple billion people treat it almost like a religion. I just wish to spread that power.

Thank you for reading.

Another Premier League Recap?

For the second time in half a week, all 20 Premier League teams played this weekend, a true test of the depth of each squad. There was nothing going on around the world really, as most European and South American leagues are on a short holiday break.

And I swear, if one more commentator uses the word "sterling" to describe a player's defensive work in a Liverpool game, I will not hesitate to write an angry letter to NBC Sports. Yes, I understand that Liverpool has a player named Sterling. Now stop making puns and get over yourself.

But anyway... here is how the weekend shaped up:

West Ham 3-3 West Bromwich Albion
Aston Villa 1-1 Swansea City
Hull City 6-0 Fulham
Manchester City 1-0 Crystal Palace
Norwich City 0-1 Manchester United
Everton 2-1 Southampton
Newcastle United 0-1 Arsenal
Tottenham 3-0 Stoke City
Chelsea 2-1 Liverpool

Obviously, the first result that sticks out is the Hull City thrashing of Fulham. The introduction of loanee Clint Dempsey could not come soon enough for Fulham, because they vitally need some creativity going forward.

Manchester City left it quite late to beat a Palace side that did have its fair share of chances, and caused the home side quite a bit of worry. However, Jesus Navas was just too much of a menace throughout the day, and it's no surprise to me that he finally got himself an assist in the 66th minute (to Edin Dzeko).

At Carrow Road, Norwich gave Manchester United all it could handle, but the defending champions showed some grit that they had largely been lacking all season. Ryan Giggs definitely showed every single one of his 40 years, and his replacement by Danny Welbeck at halftime made all the difference for David Moyes.

In the Sunday lunchtime game, Olivier Giroud finally broke his duck for Arsenal (that means he finally scored after not having scored for a long time, you amateurs), as the Gunners went back to the top of the table.

For a second consecutive game, Liverpool went into a game down 2-1 at halftime, and for a second consecutive game, next to nothing happened in the second half. As they famously did in the Champions League final against Bayern, Chelsea "parked the bus" for the last 40/45 minutes of the match. I was most impressed with the ball control and poise of young Brazilian, Philippe Coutinho, as well as the intelligence of another young Brazilian, Oscar.

Later this week, I'll make sure to write about something besides the Premier League. But for now, there's not much else going on. Hope you enjoyed the read!

A Very Merry Boxing Day

Even as an American, Boxing Day is legitimately one of my favorite holidays. Its main premise is that of boxing up extra/unneeded gifts and giving them to poor and less fortunate people. That's a fantastic identity for a holiday, but the international holiday also has a second identity: on this day every year, all 20 Premier League teams are in action. And as it is every year, the amount of soccer going on at once was entirely too stressful for a curious young fanatic like myself.

Let's begin with the early game, for which I woke up at 7:45. Hull City welcomed my Manchester United to the KC Stadium, in a game which ended 3-2 to the visitors. I was impressed (but not at all surprised) at Hull's dominance in the center of midfield. Huddlestone, Livermore, Koren, and Meyler absolutely dominated Cleverley and Fletcher. The former looked just as uninspiring as he usually does, playing a lot of very short passes, but nothing that would worry his opponents, while the latter looked like he was rushed back into the United starting lineup before he was fully fit. Up front, I was impressed by Danny Welbeck's ability to control even the fastest of passes in a very calm manner. In the back, Jonny Evans looked like he had a bit too much to drink on Christmas. However, my man of the match is undoubtedly Wayne Rooney. His Xavi-like vision coupled with his ... well, Rooney-like ability to play the ball wherever he wants with prime accuracy worked wonders against a less talented but resilient Hull side. Oh, and he scored a brilliant half-volley from 30 yards out that you should probably look up on YouTube.

There were eight games that kicked off at 10 AM EST. I do not nor will I ever have enough eyes to watch all of them, but I did manage to catch the West Ham/Arsenal game and the Cardiff/Southampton game, and saw highlights of all the others.
Arsenal will be incredibly thankful that Aaron Ramsey got hurt today, because the introduction of substitute Lukas Podolski made all the difference as they beat West Ham by a score of 3 goals to 1. Overall, the domination of Arsenal's center midfield trio - especially Santi Cazorla - was far too much for the Hammers to withstand for 90 minutes.
Out in Wales, my other favorite team Southampton scored three goals in the first 25 minutes of the match and held that scoreline for rest of the 90. 3-0 to the Saints over Cardiff, in a game where Adam Lallana and Jay Rodriguez continued their quest to make the English national squad for the World Cup.
Crystal Palace left it late to beat Aston Villa 1-0 in Birmingham. Palace's road win, coupled with road wins by Sunderland (over Everton) and Fulham (over Norwich), means that three of the bottom four clubs in the league came up with huge results on this Boxing Day.
Finally, Chelsea performed economically at home to Swansea, winning 1-0, while Tottenham and West Brom produced the only draw of the day. The latter match was highlighted by a brilliant free kick from one of my favorite players: Christian Eriksen.

In the latest match of the day, Manchester City hosted Liverpool at the Etihad Stadium. A game that went into halftime with a score of 2-1 to the team in blue ended with the same scoreline, although I would hardly say that City were the better side. Both sides had plenty of chances, and plenty of lovely possession, but the expensive talent of City shone through in the end. Also evident was Liverpool's lack of depth; substitutes Victor Moses and Iago Aspas were about as useful as Christmas trees in July. That being said, it was still Manchester City's toughest test at home in the league this season, thanks to miraculous sliding tackles from Martin Skrtel and equally as miraculous dribbling/vision from Luis Suarez.

The clubs in the Barclays Premier League will each be playing four or five games in the next 15 days, so it is entirely possible that teams like Everton or Cardiff were looking ahead instead of necessarily focusing on the tasks at hand. But I digress, and congratulate all 20 clubs for the most entertaining Boxing Day yet in my memory.

At a Ross for Words - Weekend Recap

England:
After a comfortable win over Cardiff, Liverpool now find themselves at the top of the Barclays Premier League (at least until Arsenal plays Chelsea tomorrow). City found a way to win at a tough Craven Cottage against Fulham, and Manchester United finally won a home game, this time comfortably over a West Ham team that was riding high coming into the weekend. Unfortunately, poor officiating kind of robbed my boys Southampton at home, and the Saints fell to Tottenham.
But the player who impressed me the most this matchweek was Ross Barkley of Everton. At a ripe 20 years of age, he is an attacking midfielder that plays with the dribbling speed of a 20-year-old and the vision of a 30-year-old. Even before his stunning free kick, I noticed how Barkley was consistently running at defenders, tracking back on defense, and just generally looked like a world-class player. The English national team would be foolish not to invite him to Brazil next summer.

Italy:
Only a few notable results from Serie A this weekend. First of all, Hellas Verona continued their torrid start to their first top-flight season in 11 years by dominating Lazio en route to a 4-1 victory. Some call it beginner's luck, but I call it good chemistry and an underachieving league in general. The only Italian teams you can really count on these days are Juventus and Roma. Speaking of which, both clubs won easily, keeping them at 1st and 2nd in the league, respectively - and Roma is still undefeated.

Spain:
Barcelona won. Yawn.

France:
New rich boys Monaco fell at home to Valenciennes, as their season seems to be slowly unraveling. PSG will be happy about the increased failure of their main competition, and especially happy about the news that their best player - Falcao - is almost certainly prepared for a January transfer to Real Madrid. The Parisians now sit comfortably atop Ligue 1, and will turn almost all of their attention to preparing for the Champions League tie against Bayer Leverkusen in February.

Germany:
Dortmund lost again this weekend, this time at home to Bundesliga newcomers Hertha Berlin. After a season where the black-and-yellow turned their home ground into a fortress (e.g. a 4-1 home demolition of world power Real Madrid), consecutive home losses to Leverkusen and Berlin can't taste very good. Dortmund now find themselves precariously in 3rd place in the league, which I suppose is an indicator of how strong a league the Bundesliga is.

Club World Cup:
Bayern Munich was obviously off from league play this weekend, as they were a bit busy winning their first ever Club World Cup on Saturday. In the third place match, Atletico Mineiro's Ronaldinho got himself thrown out of the game after kicking a Guangzhou player in the thigh. It is a blip in his quest for a World Cup spot, but hopefully it doesn't knock him out of the picture altogether.

Thanks for reading, everyone. I pay attention to the smaller European and South American leagues as well, so if you'd like me to talk about one, just let me know in the comments.

- Cameran