As I write
this the 2014 World Cup Final between Argentina and Germany is a little more
than 24 hours away. It promises to be an intriguing game between the best team
(Germany) and, arguably (I’m sure fans of Colombia’s James Rodrigues would most
definitely argue), the team with the best individual player (Lionel Messi).
Intriguingly
this is the third time the two nations, if you’ll allow me to equate Germany
with the old West Germany, have met in a WCF with Mexico ‘86 seeing Argentina
eventually triumph 3-2 in a match I regard as being the very best WCF that I
have ever seen and Germany’s dodgy penalty eventually winning a horribly
petulant affair that saw two Argentinians red carded to conclude Italia ’90.
It is the
frequency of these two teams meeting which although not, seemingly to me, exactly
anomalous itself given that in any World Cup you can reasonably assume that
Brazil, Germany, Argentina, Italy and Holland will enjoy annoyingly regular
success but that in the semi-final of this tournament Brazil and Germany met in
serious competition for only the second time. How is it possible for these two
giants of world football to have clashed so infrequently over so many World
Cups? I suppose tournament seeding would keep them apart in the early group
stages but surely their paths should have crossed more often than this?
But that was
just an observation that has arisen since starting this piece; my real purpose
is to consider the role, impact and philosophy of Big Match referees: what on
Earth is going through their minds?
In the 2010
WCF Spain were, basically, physically assaulted from the off by Holland with
Nigel De Jong’s horrendous kung fu-styleed chest-high studs-up lunge setting
the tone for much of what followed. It was the most blatant red card offence
since Schumacher half-killed Battiston in Espana ‘82’s epic semi-final (this match
was the most exciting game I have ever seen). In due course the Spanish, no
strangers to the game’s blacker arts themselves, responded in kind and the game
degenerated into an X-rated spectacle with, perhaps, a morbid fascination all
of its own but preciously low in terms of skill and excitement. That game’s English
referee Howard Webb was, and has been since, routinely defended by the pundits
who have infiltrated our TV and radio commentaries as “not wanting to flash the
cards too early” or “wanting to keep 22 men on the pitch” or “doesn’t want to
spoil the game” or “nobody wants to see a game decided by a refereeing decision”.
Well we all saw where that leads and the 2010 WCF, between two teams stacked
with talented players was an absolute stinker devoid of entertainment as a
result. It could be said that it was the worst WCF since 1990 when Argentina
similarly clogged what was then West Germany - if USA ‘94’s bore draw, settled
on penalties, between Italy and Brazil escapes one’s mind thoroughly as it
deserves to.
So was Webb
incompetent? No. He saw all of the “tackles” and judged them mostly to be fouls
and gave the free kicks. Actually he gave dozens of free kicks. Eventually he
started showing the yellow card. Eventually he sent somebody off but it was all
too little too late; the shape of the game had been set early on by De Jong and
nothing was going to be able to change it later.
What Webb
was guilty of was following the mores of the old pros as he tried, without
success, to “let the game flow”. He was guilty of allowing subjectivity to
over-ride objectivity. He was guilty of not actually enforcing the rules of the
game and adequately sanctioning severe foul play or tackles likely to endanger
an opponent – and much more besides. Luckily nobody was seriously hurt and the
Right Team won in the end but it was no thanks to Webb that it did.
But that was
just a one-off, wasn’t it? Well… No. We saw the same thing again in the recent
Brazil v Colombia game except this time the spectacle was not spoiled even if
the result probably was. Just as in 2010 it was heart-breaking to see Holland’s
lauded stylists with their rich history of Total Football personified by that
old Dutch master, surely one of the finest talents ever to grace the game,
Johan Cruyff so it was again to see Brazil launch assault after assault (I wonder
what Pele, Zico, Socrates or Garrincha made of it?) on Colombia’s talented
young team – with the added irony that it was Target #1 James Rodrigues who was
booked, for an innocuous challenge, first. There was little that Colombia could
do in the face of such an approach going unchallenged and as they fell behind
by two goals they seemed to have little hope. The fact that they pulled themselves
back into such a game does them huge credit but, just as the Spanish did in
2010, they had to fight fire with fire and commit to a similarly brutal
approach. It made for compelling viewing but the best team lost the match.
This time,
however, a player – the brilliant, mercurial Neymar (Brazil’s best and maybe
the current games very best of all) – was hurt. And he suffered not just a
minor injury but a cracked vertebrae. When he was fouled he lost the feeling in
his legs; it’s no exaggeration to say that he may have been permanently paralysed.
This is
where decisions made by referees can lead to and in the Brazil/Colombia match
we so very nearly saw a truly magnificent talent permanently paralysed – and let’s
not forget that, his fantastic talent aside, he’s a young man with a lifetime
ahead of him just as so many more who play the game at a less exalted level.
What goes at the highest level also goes in our national and local games. It
might have been Naymar but it could have been just about anybody.
We all know
and accept and rejoice in football’s physicality: it is the game where you have
to be able to compete before you can expect to thrive but it isn’t known as The
Beautiful Game for no reason. For the best players to thrive, for the best teams
to win all the referees have to do is apply the laws of the game as they are
written and not as a few grizzled ex-pros spouting forth cliché after cliché in
the guise of punditry would like them to be.
I can’t see
the 2014 WCF degenerating in such a way. For one thing there is no chance that
Germany, who are as physically strong an XI as any in the world game, will be
intimidated by Argentina. Argentina will know this and so they will not even
try. On the other hand Germany could be the aggressors but I feel that their
innate self-belief and confidence means they won’t even consider it; they
believe that they are going to win and don’t need to. So will Germany’s
strength as a genuine, seemingly complete team be enough to triumph over a
moderate support cast committed to stoking Messi’s individual brilliance? I suspect
it will but it wasn’t enough for West Germany in 1986 and it may not be enough
this time. I just hope the referee doesn’t spoil the match, gives the talented
players a chance to play and gives the cloggers short shrift should they try it
on. May the best team win a final between two teams that no English football
fan wanted to see there!
All of that
and not a single mention of…
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