Monday, 24 January 2011

WHY THE SEXIST WORDS SHOULD BE THE FINAL WORD FROM KEYS AND GRAY


There is nothing more annoying and frustrating for me than discrimination. Whether it comes in the form of ageism, racism or sexism, prejudice and discrimination should have absolutely no place in a modern-day society. So you can imagine my anger upon reading about the current furore encircling Sky presenter/commentary duo Richard Keys and Andy Gray.

I wrote an article a few years ago on women in football, When will men realise that women have a rightful place in football?. The article was met with a tirade of appallingly sexist comments that ranged from ‘get back to the kitchen’ to ‘women aren’t welcome at football matches’. The comments were nothing new to me; I’ve heard every single tired cliché in the book, often thrown at me by old-headed, old-fashioned males with a serious lack of respect. I’ve also learned to accept the comments and the fact that they come with the territory- but stem from the minority.

Being involved in the world of football that tends to be predominantly male-orientated does unfortunately mean that, if you have long brown hair, wear make-up and a skirt, you often stick out. I wonder how many times I, or any other woman who enjoys football and goes regularly to games, have heard the words ‘But you’re female and you know your stuff. You actually know about football. How can this happen?’ Yawn. When you next go to a football game, have a look around you at how many women are in attendance. You may be surprised that it’s more than you think. You may also be surprised that we do get offside calls right every once in a while.

The conversation that was recorded between Keys and Gray, regarding the presence of lineswoman Sian Massey at the Wolverhampton Wanderers vs. Liverpool game, was in private. It was their opinion. It wasn’t broadcast live on air (thankfully for them), but that isn’t the point. The point is that they harbour those prehistoric views towards both her and Karren Brady and that, bearing those views in mind, they are both representing the media giant Sky and insulting their fellow female colleagues.

Keys retorted before kick-off: “The game’s gone mad,” and that “somebody better get down there and explain offside to her.” Unbeknown to the Coventry-based official, Massey duly responded by getting the offside call spot on during the build-up to Fernando Torres’ first goal for Liverpool. I had a feeling that her presence would cause controversy, I just didn’t expect that the controversy would come from two men who are Sky’s flagship duo for their multi-million pound football coverage.

Many people don’t know the offside rule. I’ve heard grown men debate it and get many calls wrong at matches. Gender should be entirely irrelevant; Massey should be judged on the job she does and nothing else. It is unfortunate that Wolves fans will have, sadly and inevitably, given her grief and perhaps shouted the same vile comments towards her after the call she made against their team. But the point is, she got the call right. She did her job well. I’ve seen utter incompetence from referee officials during the course of this season, the likes of who could do with watching Massey’s performance as a positive example of how to run the line.

As it stands, Keys and Gray’s future at Sky remains uncertain. The pair have been suspended from covering the Bolton Wanderers vs. Chelsea game this evening and Barney Francis, Sky Sports MD, has issued an apology on their behalf. My betting is that this ‘suspension’ will sadly be a mere slap on the wrists, an act from Sky who must be seen to be acting in response to criticism from both genders alike. People don’t need to own a high horse when it comes to discrimination- it has no place in the 21st Century.

Unfortunately, there is a history of sexism throughout football. During a spell as Luton manager, Mike Newell launched a scathing attack on assistant referee Amy Rayner saying: "She shouldn't be here. I know that sounds sexist but I am sexist. This is not park football, so what are women doing here?" Even tonight, talkSPORT hosted a phone-in on the sexism debate, despite their website’s slogan reading ‘for men who like to talk sport’. Freedom of speech is one thing, but harbouring such a bigoted opinion in what is such a multi-cultural and ethical sport nowadays is quite another. It seems women are only welcome when semi-sexualised in front of a camera reading an autocue.


I can only speak for myself, but I’ve had to earn respect with the opposite sex when it comes to proving that I know the beautiful game. I have had a season-ticket for my team for many years and have attended with the same crowd of lads who happily treat me as ‘one of the boys’. That’s the way it should be, nothing more and nothing less. I’m still learning to grow a thick skin and laughing in the face of narrow-minded gender jibes. To be fair, the vast majority of men welcome and admire the fact that women have a place in football. But there will sadly always be a minority who believe it should remain a working-class men’s game and that women are not welcome. I think I’ve despondently accepted that fact to a certain extent, despite how hard I’ve worked to get to where I am in both my career and to earn some sense of equality in what is often deemed as a man’s world.

I’ll end with a quote from an interview that I conducted with BBC sports presenter Gabby Logan back in 2008. When asked for advice to give to females who are looking at breaking into the industry Logan mused: “Never let a man use your gender as an excuse. Always produce the very best you possibly can because nobody can argue with that. If their best argument is that you’re a woman, then they’re the ones that look really stupid.”

Massey produced the best anyone- male or female- could on Saturday. Keys and Gray have been made to look very stupid indeed.

Wednesday, 12 January 2011

One of my New Year’s resolutions for 2011 was to adamantly write even more than I already do. I have to admit, I was pretty horrified when I checked my blog, a blog that I once spent hours and hours adorning with opinion and interviews, to see that my last update was August. August! It’s just not acceptable from a woman who used to get silly little butterflies on clicking the send button on my content.

As is the case with the game of football that we all know and love, so much has happened since my last contribution, things that could and would only happen in our beautiful game. England tried- and failed- in their bid to be the hosts of the 2018 World Cup. I have to admit, it was quite gut-wrenching watched Sepp Blatter open the envelope to smugly reveal the name of Russia instead of our own Three Lions. Wills looked embarrassed, Becks looked mortified...yet Roman Abramovich looked understandably thrilled. Perhaps he needs to stop spending money on bribing FIFA delegates and concentrate on introducing fresh blood to his tired Chelsea squad (allegedly folks).




Liverpool have ceased to exist as a big club and, as a result, have roped in the services of a certain Kenny Dalglish in a desperate attempt to salvage the wreckage from a miserable season. The blame should lie more with the players than scapegoat Roy Hodgson, with Fernando Torres epically contradicting the description of his playing position and Steven Gerrard’s inconsistency failing to carry the team through as it once did.

Managers have become fickle folly more than ever. Chris Hughton was unceremoniously fired by Mike Ashley, who claims to be a Newcastle United fan yet does nothing but upset his fans and spin the managerial merry-go-round quicker than Ashley Cole puts it about. Sam Allardyce was axed from the Ewood Park chicken farm, with Diego ‘hand of God and other controversies‘ Maradona rumoured to be lined up to replace him. At one point recently, the rumour mill had its pick of four different managers to put up for the chop after an evening of dismal results left Hodgson, Carlo Ancelotti, Avram Grant and Gerard Houllier all poised to collect their P45s. Even if it is the minority at football clubs, fans have become increasingly impatient when teams clock up erratic results. Gone are the days of ‘let’s give him a chance’, the pressure and expectancy to succeed is greater than ever. Recent photographs of signs reading ‘Abramovich out’ illustrates how naive and pathetic the minority really can be.

‘Squeaky clean’ Theo Walcott has spoken out, admitting that he attempted to cheat his way into winning a penalty during his side’s F.A. Cup third round game against Leeds United. “I had a laugh about it” and “it’s just football” are not defensive statements when you admit attempting to bring the game into disrepute. If you fancy continuing with those antics, follow Tom Daley’s trail instead of lowering the tone even more than Dimitar Berbatov did against Liverpool Theo. Cheating has no place in football, yet Walcott’s quotes were intriguing as he also disclosed that "I have heard some players say 'if there is a slight touch go down.’” That must be the philosophy that the likes of Didier Drogba follow in order to wrap another champions medal around their neck. Some fans may perversely enjoy it, I for one think it spoils the game and leaves a bitter taste in the mouth.

David Beckham has been courting more press of late. Firstly due to his involvement in the failed World Cup bid (to which I think he did an incredible and touching job). Next up was Becks collecting a lifetime achievement award at the BBC Sports Personality of the year awards, another tear-fest. Now he’s taken residence at Spurs Lodge, Tottenham’s training ground, to boost his fitness and perhaps make a cameo in Harry Redknapp’s season. I have to admit, I am a huge fan of Beckham. He is the perfect role model and inspiration for fans and young children alike. He’s a great ambassador for the game and I am quite proud that he’s English. Before you ask, no I don’t fancy him. I simply admire his career and the contribution and effect he has had on football as a whole. I don’t think he has what it takes to manage, but it would be interesting to see if he would consider and be capable of it.

Much has been made recently of Ryan Babel’s Twitter picture ‘scandal’. I personally think that it’s ridiculous; Twitter is very much about having banter and the majority of it is very light-hearted. The likes of Robbie Savage and Rio Ferdinand all engage in harmless banter and I think that it’s a good medium for people to interact with the sportsmen on. Where is the justice when Babel is punished for a gut reaction after a painful Cup defeat to Manchester United, yet Walcott’s cheating admission is barely chastised. There seems to be a huge lack of consistency within the F.A. and their decisions. I’ve no doubt this may scare footballers off signing up to the social networking site, which is a shame really. Who will my boyfriend be able to give a substantial amount of grief too then?




I won’t/can’t say much about City apart from I obviously delighted at the current league position and the team’s form over Christmas. I’m really looking forward to seeing the new signing, Edin Dzeko in action too. The title race is already incredibly exciting this season, with the form of both Liverpool and Chelsea opening the doors for a selection of top four ‘fringe teams’ to mount a challenge. It pains me to admit that Manchester United do look to be in pole position right now. But there’s still plenty of time for the momentum to swing and the order to shift. If Arsenal are to be considered they must learn that consistency is the key. Arsene Wenger can’t keep making significant changes to the starting line-up between games and expect to grind out results week in week out. Another factor that may play a part is the Champions League- can the teams at the top maintain both their league and European challenges or will something have to give? Either way it all adds to the suspense.

I think I’m getting back in my writing habit. It’s bloggy marvellous!

Emily

Thursday, 5 August 2010

SUMMER MUSING AND SEASON'S GREETINGS


I’ve not written on here for what seems like an age and for that I’d like to apologise. It’s been a really busy time of late: I’ve now got a full-time position at one of the best football clubs going that is allowing me to put my training and journalism skills to good use. It’s going fabulously and life is good at the moment. But I will try to keep this updated as often as possible as it’s been my ‘baby’ since I started it back at university.


It’s been an eventful old summer. The World Cup (only just) kept me entertained; I know it’s a cliché but summers without football are so boring and tend to drag disturbingly. Whether it’s the Euros or the World Cup, it’s exciting and always great to pick out the ‘ones to watch’. I won’t even mention England’s dismal showing (oops, too late), but the team I was probably most impressed with was Germany. The organisation and commitment they displayed was superb considering it was quite a young team. Mesut Ozil really caught my eye along with Thomas Muller, both of whom are 21 and 20 years-old respectively. Okay, so Germany didn’t win it, but they finished third and certainly look a top prospect for the future.

Much talk was made of Paul the psychic octopus too. The unusual star of the tournament made headline news worldwide for accurately predicting every winner of every game through the South African tournament. Didn’t see that coming! Other elements of the World Cup I enjoyed were: the presence of Diego Maradona on the touch-lines (yes he’s controversial, but he’s also full of passion, England could have done with some of that), the South Africa team’s dancing to the pitch (genius), U.S.A. raising eyebrows with their run of form (The David Beckham Factor perhaps) and Ghana being the last home nation team standing (valiant effort). One thing I didn’t enjoy- the vuvuzelas. The less said about those the better.




But the World Cup seemed to be over as soon as it had begun and now the new 2010/11 season is upon us. It’s time to pick the fantasy football teams, lay your bets and buy the latest club shirts because Premier League football (and lots of others besides) is back. Who’ll get relegated, who’ll make the Champions League, who knows. Rumours abound that Blackpool haven’t prepared properly for what lies ahead and they could be the worst Premier League team ever. I don’t care too much for that. I’m just looking forward to having an away-day near the Golden Mile. But it’s definitely the novelty factor that I like about Blackpool and Ian Holloway is going to make Match of the Day a Saturday night must (but they could do with a ‘pundit’ clearout on there, most of them are misery personified).


A lot has been made recently of Cesc Fabregas and Barcelona. The Arsenal star was pictured in a Barca shirt during Spain’s World Cup celebrations and he’s made no secret of his desire to link up with Pep Guardiola. I understand that he’s a fan favourite and Gunners everywhere are hugely reluctant to let him go, but if a player really wants to leave them there really isn’t much you can do. Seven years is a good duration and the money received by Arsene Wenger can be put towards investing in the future. Heroes are made, they come and go, but there will be another one for the Emirates Stadium to celebrate soon enough. Perhaps Wenger would be wise to use some of the potential money to purchase a goalkeeper...





I can’t really talk about City too much. Let’s just say that I’m incredibly excited for the new season and the potential it holds for the Blues. Summer purchases so far have all been players that have been involved in the World Cup, which speaks volumes and throws out a huge message of intent to the ‘top four’. To be honest, I don’t particularly think there is a top four anymore. I think this season will see a huge shake-up of the old order. I remember teams used to be fearful of playing Manchester United- that fear has subsided. They aren’t the team and club they used to be and there may be a window of opportunity for teams, the likes of City, Spurs, perhaps even Everton, to seize the chance and just go for it.


The interesting one may be Liverpool: with Roy Hodgson, fresh from the Europa League final at the helm, new signing Joe Cole and Steven Gerrard and Fernando Torres pledging their future, who knows where the Anfield lot are heading. Last season was a huge disappointment for all concerned, but a new manager brings both a new perspective but also a fear of the unknown. How will it go? Good or bad? The Liverpool fans seemed to greet Hodgson’s appointment with a mixed reaction, I just wonder if the job is a little too big for him. He massively over-achieved with Fulham last season, will it be the opposite this time?


If you want to get in touch, go for it, my email address is on here so don’t be shy.


Here’s to the new season and everything that comes with it. It’s bloody good to be back.


Emily

Wednesday, 23 June 2010

IF, BUTS...BUT MAYBE, JUST MAYBE

Day of destiny for England’s 2010 World Cup arrives...will it be Triumph or Disaster?

Most schoolboys dream of becoming a footballer. They idolise their heroes on the pitch and attempt to emulate them in the playground at break-time. It’s a fantasy that refuses to die and, when the schoolboy makes the transition from boy to man, the dream usually turns into devout passion and fierce loyalty for their chosen football team. That pride and passion can translate through to the national team too, with support being proudly demonstrated for a nation or country in equal measure.

Why is that pride and passion not being displayed when England take to the pitch in South Africa? Why are some of the supposed ‘best players in the world’ taking to acting like schoolboys themselves, having drawn two of their three group games in the 2010 World Cup? The England performances against the United States of America and Algeria have been below-par, lacking invention, conviction and confidence. The likes of Steven Gerrard, Frank Lampard and Wayne Rooney have under-performed on the biggest stage in world football. And they know it.

The British author and poet Rudyard Kipling’s infamous poem ‘If’ is almost a prophecy that sums up every aspect of England’s 2010 World Cup so far. The infamous verse, written in 1899, can be dissected and linked to aspects of the majority of the Three Lions’ South African story to date.

“If you can keep your head when all about you

Are losing theirs and blaming it on you”

There is no blame game. Nobody has stood out so far as excelling but no one player can be depicted as the villain. Not even John Terry, whose candid press conference openly implored Fabio Capello’s methods and encouraged the Italian to pick Joe Cole. Nobody has so far stood up to be counted, although Manchester City’s Gareth Barry put in an impressive shift during the Algeria game on his return from his ankle injury. It is now time for calm and deliverance.







“If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,

But make allowance for their doubting too;”

The country is full of hype, the clichéd ‘a nation expects’ rings clear throughout offices, hospitals and classrooms. Proud and loyal fans display St. Georges’ flags on vehicles, houses and clothing. Memories of painful penalty shoot-outs are all too recent, begging to be a forgotten nightmare by the team that, as individuals, prove so capable and talented at club level.

So far, the World Cup has been nothing short of disappointing for England and I’m sure they would acknowledge this. It has raised doubts over both the managerial style of Capello and the dedication of the England players to their international duty. Is it because, whilst playing in the Premier League, the players are surrounded by other talent from across the globe? Does this improve their performances domestically and leave them exposed when playing together for England? The doubters are quite right to be fearful on the basis of their current form going into the final game against Slovenia.


“Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,

Or being hated, don't give way to hating,

And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise”

The Italian duly responded to Terry, saying his former captain, dropped from the title after his alleged debacles with Wayne Bridge’s girlfriend, had made a ‘big mistake’, but has since insisted that Terry is ‘one of the most important players for the team’. The media seem to have been a communication tool for the England squad, despite Capello insisting that ‘his door is always open if people need to talk’. Of course, the press is full of speculation, lies and inflated stories, but it doesn’t look good when petty squabbles and disagreements are played out in front of the microphones/cameras (France take note). It is humiliating to say the least. Terry hasn’t been ‘talking too wise’ by undermining the head coach and was even criticised by his fellow Chelsea team-mate Frank Lampard for doing so.

“If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster

And treat those two impostors just the same;”

This is where the experience of the relatively older and more experienced players comes into play. David James, Frank Lampard and Steven Gerrard should be setting an example and encouraging the others to follow suit. Is there too much expectation and pressure on the squad as a whole? It surely doesn’t help matters when Rooney is depicted as an all-conquering warrior hero in a high-profile sports brand advertising campaign. Great expectations are encouraged. The team should be proud and victorious in the face of success, yet gracious and understanding in the arms of defeat.

Much has been made of the presence of David Beckham on the touch-lines. Unable to take part in the chosen 23-man squad due to his Achilles injury, Beckham has been a coach and experienced presence in the England camp, although sometimes it seems the World Cup cameramen spend more time filming his reactions than the Italian head coach himself. But Beckham is one of the most-respected, lucrative and commercial footballers of our time and, despite what the critics may say, is right to be present in South Africa. He’s been there, seen it, done it and can offer advice and guidance where possible.



“If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken

Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,”

I’ve no doubt that, if England progress and turn it on against Slovenia, the niggling doubts, the plethora of questions, will disappear. The mere suggestion of a resignation from Capello will be scoffed at and the team will continue on their intrepid World Cup journey. But, dare to even think about the possibility of failing to qualify. Will there be implications? Who will the fickle finger of blame point towards? Who should it? It will without doubt be a media feeding frenzy.

“Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,

And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:”

You only have to look to France for an example of what a broken nation and lack of respect and understanding can do to a team. Their final group game against South Africa was a disaster, albeit with the help of a dubious red card to Yoann Gourcuff. Things haven’t been pretty for England, but the time is now to change that situation. The past two performances will be all be but forgotten if a convincing victory against Slovenia is registered. The fans’ disappointment can be transformed into jubilation if England’s World Cup dream is kept alive today. The players have the skill and capability of delivering individually at club level- can that be moulded together to produce the result the nation so desperately craves?

“If you can make one heap of all your winnings

And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss”

This is it. It’s the 90 minutes that will decide whether or not England progress through to the knock-out stages in South Africa. There isn’t much to lose and everything to gain. This is where Capello has to make changes to the starting 11 that just haven’t been working so far. The Italian has admitted that he has made ‘mistakes’ so far. I begrudge admitting that he is, but Terry is right, Joe Cole should have had a chance already. Will Capello bow to the ‘pressure’ and start him on the left? If so, who will make way? Does he have the capability to drop one of his big names, like Lampard? A lot will be made of Capello’s big choices today, it is make or break. But the players must deliver. The time is now.

“If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,

'Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch,”

Post Algeria, the media spotlight on the national team has been blinding, with Wayne Rooney increasing the voltage due to his post-match television camera rant. Criticising the fans, who have saved and planned to travel to South Africa for years, is nothing short of embarrassing and demonstrated a total lack of respect. It wasn’t the appropriate thing to do given the performance he had just delivered. Bite your lip and keep your thoughts to yourself Rooney, you’re a role model to millions and it does your already-dubious reputation no favours. Look at David Beckham, Bobby Moore and Geoff Hurst if you need any inspiration.




“If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,

If all men count with you, but none too much;”

There are many examples of character and pride so far in South Africa. Diego Maradona and his Argentina team look to have an enviable harmony and understanding within their camp, with the players hugging him after scoring a goal and Maradona’s eccentric behaviour and celebrations attracting the media’s attention. The dearly departed South Africans dancing their way from the dressing room to the touchline, epitomising the spirit and energy of the 2010 World Cup and reflecting the personality of their lively and vibrant fans. The underdogs like Switzerland and New Zealand, digging in their heels and giving their all to be rewarded with shock results against the so-called big guns Spain and Italy. Various players crying during singing their national anthem overcome by the occasion and what it means. Have England demonstrated anything remotely similar to any of this? Not so far.

“If you can fill the unforgiving minute

With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,

Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,

And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!”

The time is now to stand up and be counted: to sing the national anthem like you actually mean it without looking like you can’t be bothered, to play like those schoolboys dream of playing in the white/red shirt, to demonstrate a physical prowess worthy of at least one of the three lions on the shirt. Look like you want it. You could be heroes, just for one day. The clichéd hopes of a nation rest on the players and coaches’ shoulders. Make no mistake; it will either be Triumph or Disaster by 5pm in England today. There is no in-between. Let’s just hope whichever way the result goes that we remain the Land of Hope and Glory. Anything is possible.

Extracts taken from the poem ‘If’, by Rudyard Kipling.