by red37 » Fri Dec 22, 2006 1:30 pm
it is laughable really...and true!
We're nothing but a bunch of soft Sheilas Dec 22 2006
By David Prentice, Liverpool Echo
THE Aussies are right. We really are a nation of Sheilas.
After letting go of The Ashes for a record breaking 5,886 days, until last summer's glorious homecoming, we have just meekly handed them over again 462 days later . . . the shortest retention on record.
But it's not the performance of our cricketers in the Down Under sunshine which has convinced me we're all wusses in this country - Alastair Cook showed some bottle, after all.
It was the decision to postpone Tuesday night's Carling Cup tie at Anfield . . . due to fog.
Not a thick, Victorian London-style pea-souper, by the way, but a swirling mist which had cleared sufficiently by kick-off time to allow a full scale training session on the pitch.
The players thought the game should go ahead, so did the managers - while the fans turned up in their thousands anticipating a match.
But ref Martin Atkinson thought otherwise.
Clearly aware of the inadequacies of modern linesmen, he decided that burly stewards in high visibility jackets could easily be mistaken for nippy Arsenal forwards by his hapless assistants.
Fair enough. After all, one of Blind Pew's immediate descendants managed to confuse Shola Ameobi with Joseph Yobo up at St James' Park on a bright September afternoon and awarded Newcastle a goal against Everton.
But while Tuesday's postponement was undeniably frustrating, why couldn't the ref simply invoke what has become known in Anfield folklore as the Moenchangladbach-rule - and replay the fixture 24 hours later?
Administrators everywhere trembled at the mere mention.
Modern safety certificates and modern policing requirements, you see, demand 10-days notice of a major event.
Why? We've all become wet. We need looking after more than ever before.
Short notice replays never used to bother the bobbies in the 80s and 90s, when Everton or Liverpool could draw an FA Cup tie on the Saturday, and stage a replay the following Tuesday or Wednesday, watched by 40 or 50,000 fans. Surely a spot of overtime just before Christmas would be eagerly lapped up by the local force.
Sadly, we have become overwhelmingly sensitive. We live in a culture of meetings, minutes and hot-air to discuss what should be done, rather than instant action.
It's at times like this that I fondly recall FA Cup quarter-final day in 1977.
Everton entertained Derby County on a Saturday afternoon at 3pm, watched by 42,409 fans. The same day, at the same time, Liverpool entertained Middlesbrough in front of 55,881 spectators.
I recall the train to Bank Hall being a little busier than usual, but nothing out of the ordinary. It wasn't a one-off.
Everton and Liverpool were drawn at home in the third round and the fifth round in 1980 (when more than 88,000 watched the visits of Wrexham and Bury to Goodison and Anfield respectively), and again on third round day 1981.
But that appears to be the final instance of the teams playing across the park from each other at the same time.
It won't happen again. Just as we won't play football in moderate mist, light snow showers or a mild frost ever again.
Because we've all gone soft.
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