Modern football has become obsessed with high pressing, intensity, pace and directness. Most teams at this World Cup played some version of it.
Then there’s Spain.
They haven’t fundamentally changed the way they play in nearly two decades. No one really wanted to play that way, and few could do it as well. It was labelled boring. Effective, yes, but boring.
That’s remarkable when the sport itself has changed so dramatically. In many ways, the sport evolved in response to that frustratingly effective style of football.
By now you’d think football had figured out a way to systematically beat Spain. Maybe it did. Maybe Spain evolved.
You’d also think after 20 years we’d have figured out how to stop Messi.
Which is why the prospect of a Spain vs. Argentina final feels so compelling.
A meeting between the footballing philosophy that defined an era and the player who embodied it while becoming one of the greatest ever. An era equally defined by his greatest rival — the one player who found a way to beat it.
Football, bloody hell.
(It just might be coming home though.)
Brutally honest assessment. Tuchel has been extremely clear in his choices before and throughout the tournament. That’s especially impressive given a young talent pool with such closely matched skill sets.
De Ketelaere’s position just before the goal was so good. He barely moved, let the defenders step ahead of him, and was onside when the header came in. Proper striker’s instinct.
The secret to NIPR is the same as that of Vaishali – the not so open “garden area”. Cross-ventilation is quintessential Pune.
Fixed orders and running into old friends are just incidental.