Transfers, Transfers, Transfers
I love a good transfer; bad one’s too so long as they don’t involve us. Well, unless of course that means the off loading of Tottenham detritus onto some poor sucker of a club. But you get what I mean. As far as day to day footy news goes it doesn’t get any better than the January Sales and the Summer Window but unfortunately right now that windows wide open and there’s a nasty chill in the air.
Every morning I wake up with fear in my heart at the anticipation of reading that our man Mr.Carrick has gone to join Fergie’s cronies up in manc land. At first I tried to deny it but my will is folding and reality is dawning on my horizon. The git just won’t sign a contract.
I do wonder whether we’d be better off refusing him leave and letting him go for free in the summer? We should be an evener stronger team this season and should we make the Champions League would he really go? Or would we really care? Think about it.
We bought Michael Carrick for…er…well actually it seems it was ‘Undisclosed’ but I’d wager if he went on a free we’d not be losing more than about 4m. We’re not exactly strapped for cash at the moment so why not take the gamble, hang on to him and even if he does go in the summer we may well have lost the 14m United are willing to pay but we may have made the 20m or so in Champions League revenue. More to the point though, I just like watching him play football and the way he makes everyone else in the team play football. Don’t go Michael. I’ll miss you.
Well, even if he does go and rumour has it we’ll find out after the weekend when he gets back from licking his wounds er…I mean World Cup holiday leave, we do still have ace in the hole, if you’ll pardon the pun. He’s bigger than Carrick, he’s stronger than Carrick and he’s younger than Carrick. The name of this new prototype, this Carrick 2000? Tom Huddlestone. I saw him play 2 or 3 times live last season and I was mightily impressed.
He has a good touch for a big man and I mean he really does rather than not being quite the gangly git that people expect, Peter Crouch. Even better, he’s got the brain to go with it and he’s more solid in the tackle than Carrick. The only thing he has to work on is the weight of this passing but that’s where our current hero has it over just about everyone. Still, he’s got time. Let’s just hope he’s a fast learner.
So, the only major problem that leaves us with is a left sided midfielder. Yes, you heard me that’s the only problem position. Lay off Stalteri, he’s not ideal but he’s solid enough. He scored at two goals last season, which is just as many as Stephen Carr ever did when everyone used to wank lyrical about him.
So yes, as I was saying, left side. At the moment we’ve got pie man Andy Reid, who as we all know just ain’t cutting it but we do have the returning Reto Zeigler, who was looking promising the season before last. The only thing is, was that promising in comparison with the kind of crap football we were playing then? That remains to be seen. So, we need at least one shit hot left sider. A pace man would be nice. Imagine a golden age of Aaron Lennon and his mirror image, perhaps a long lost twin brother, left foot like a traction engine, marauding the wings. Sons of a Brazilian immigrant, they played football on the sandy coasts of Kent day in day out, shoelaces tied together and bound like competitors of a three legged race; one a master of the left foot the other of the right, tragically separated in a freak goalmouth scramble at the tender age of 6.
In the unlikely event of Lennon 2 turning up there are of course the usual suspects, Messer Ribery, Duff, Downing, Robben etc. But why, oh, why are we not chasing Luis Boa Morte? Possibly Fulham’s best player, speed to match Lennon’s a great shot and perfect for a 4-3-3. Surely we’ve the clout and cash to prise him from Fulham? Probably fairly inexpensive and a proven player perhaps he’s not perfect but he’d more than do the job.
What say you Mr.Jol?