monday without timbers

The Thousandth Thing

Posted on: October 15th, 2012 by theaxepdx@gmail.com 6 Comments

 

What a chaotic morning. It was one of those days when I was constantly on the defensive, just trying to put out fires and make sure that nothing was left hanging. Against all odds, I managed to get everything that people cared about done without getting shouted at and without having to show up in a room full of students completely unprepared (or less prepared than they were). I was just sitting back in my office, feeling a bit of satisfaction and thinking that I might spend ten or fifteen minutes reading a book, when my phone went off. It took me about a microsecond when I saw sunshine’s name on the screen to remember that I had only accomplished 999 of the 1000 things that I was supposed to do today.

So now I’m confronted by the need to come up with something while still floating through the dead zone that is the international break. I’ve never liked these things, and it’s only gotten worse since I started writing for this blog. Now there are two teams about whom nothing is being written for extended periods of time, instead of just one. I really envy people like Arseblogger. Even in the middle of the offseason there are still bits of Arsenal news to chew over. The MLS has not managed to insert itself sufficiently into the popular consciousness such that every conceivable bit of minutia is brought out into the open air. And so it is left to us, your dedicated correspondents, to try to dig around the bones and see if there is anything of substance left with which to entertain out.

All such complaints notwithstanding, I did see an interesting piece at the Stumptown Footy (yes, I do read the other major Timbers blogs) assessing the outcome of the Ricketts for Perkins trade. I was as shocked as anyone else when that whole thing went down and, as we now seem to have a reasonably large sample size on the basis of which to form judgments, I think SF’s discussion of this topic is apposite.

The range of grades given by the writers over there ranged from C- to D. Frankly, I can’t say that I disagree. I just don’t see any upside to this trade at all. Perkins made some bad keeping decisions over the course of his time here, and perhaps one might look at that and say that some new blood was called for. How Donovan Ricketts could have been seen as the answer to this problem, if problem it was, is as mysterious as the Bavarian Illuminati (who for all I know could be running the team at this point). Perkins had been about the most consistent performer on the team throughout this season. Certainly his distribution needed work, but that is the kind of thing that can (or could) be fixed on the training ground. He was just coming into the age range when keepers tend to find their footing and he had been reasonably healthy.

Ricketts, on the other hand, is old for his age and has had serious injuries. If the plan was to help get someone like Joe Bendik prepared in the longer term, I suppose you could say that the experiment succeeded, since Ricketts trip to the training table meant that Bendik got an extended view of life in the fast lane. In all honesty, I don’t really find either Ricketts or Bendik all that convincing. Something that is worth noting about the former is that has shorter tenure with the club hamstrung his ability to adapt to the changes in the composition of the defense. I strongly suspect that the confusion that afflicted our defense up in Seattle was, in part, caused by the need to pair a keeper with a group of defenders with whom he had no prior playing experience. In any case, it’s hard to see how the exchange of Ricketts for Perkins could be anything better than a push, and I think that there are very good arguments for the proposition that we got the short end of the stick.

I’m still trying to figure out what the background of Perkins’s departure was. It seemed like there was some pretty serious acrimony between him and the people running the show in the wake of his departure. That in itself is only to be expected. Getting traded all of a sudden and (apparently) without much warning is the kind of thing that a player can hardly take as anything but a critique of his performance. I can’t help feeling that there must have been something else brewing behind the scenes. I have scanned the media, talked to people, and even cut out the entrails of several chickens, but I have been unable to come up with any substantive information on the topic. What I do know is that this team has a lot of places where improvement is called for. Perhaps one might have looked at the keeping situation and identified it as one such place, although putting that at head of the list of necessary changes would be a hard sell for me. What really does not compute is how the desire to upgrade the squad could have led to a trade which essentially brought in a keeper of comparable ability but who was both older and more prone to injury.

Of all the alarming things that have gone on around the club this season, this is perhaps the most worrying. You could look at the Boyd situation in these terms, but I think it’s arguable that that had to play out the way that it did. Having made the decision to bring him in, a thorough and painstaking process of determining whether he could really help the club was in order. The Ricketts thing seems wholly needless. Either it was simply a bad bit of business, or it was done to cover up some other dynamic going on behind the scenes at the club. Neither scenario is particularly appealing. We have a long and, quite probably, painful offseason ahead of us. Perhaps then we will learn what was really going on.

Magadh

no boomtown in stumptown, but the euros do provide…

Posted on: June 11th, 2012 by theaxepdx@gmail.com No Comments

 

the monday morning lethargy has crept up over night and pounced upon me as quickly as lethargy can pounce. my eyes are puffy, my sinuses are working their way to a good headache, and no amount of coffee seems to get me motivated. bob geldoff wondered the same thing that i wonder, and only a strong sense of obligation keeps me sat here at the laptop rather than crawling back into bed until 9 am.

you see, i was intelligent enough to understand that today, monday, my attentions would not be drawn to anything other than day 4 of the european championships. i took a personal day. so today, not only will i suffer from the deeply painful, monday lulls, i will also suffer from the primordial longings associated with heritage. france plays england. foreseeing the obvious conflict in interest that would develop between work and les bleus, i took a personal day. unlike most americans who suffer from being irish on st patrick's day, there is a connection. but aside from stating that my great-grandfather napolean (yes, napolean) made concerted effort to assure his children would be employable by preventing french from being spoken in the home, i will avoid explaining any further the depths of my love for les bleus.

in no way can this match be overhyped. two stalwarts of european and world competition with a history of bloodshed between the two countries that extends back to the plantagenets. while this battle will not include a homosexual love-affair between kings, nor will it include the destruction of the levant, it will include some tasty drama all the same. of particular interest for me will be the form of several current, arsenal players--oxlade-chamberlain, theo walcott, laurent koscielny--and two potential arsenal players--olivier giroud and yann m'vila.

speaking of the irish. they played yesterday--and what an abysmal effort it was. the irish played like the timbers (i cannot take credit for the comparison, but it was fitting). first comparison--the irish were kitted in green. this needs no further explanation. second comparison--the irish could not score from open play. again, no further explanation necessary. third comparison--they moved the ball like crabs, likely thinking they were in a 6 nations match. as did i, especially when they scored from a set piece--i thought ronan o'gara had finalized a try. last comparison--the irish let in soft, uncontested goals. the irish defense was a  shambles, with left back, stephen ward being the goat. however, his shanked clearance that resulted in an onside goal for mario mandzukic only typified the disaster as a whole.

it was an ugly affair and one that quickly wrote the story for ireland's european championship desires. the only enjoyment came from the endless shane long/simon cox jokes. however, even puerile fun has its limits in dousing the effects of humiliation, and the way ireland were beaten was humiliating. i only wish the timbers had such elegantly named players--i would love to write about max hardin passing the ball to harry cox. yes, i am a child.

and yes, i know this is a timbers blog--but what do you expect me to do? write about the under 23's? while i watched some of the kitsap match, and between lost feeds and a mouthbreathing announcer i thought, at times, i had entered a scene from the next saw franchise movie. i got nothing from the match and i was not really bothered by the fact. needless to say, at this time, i really cannot be troubled with the under 23's. none of the players have been given pro-forms and i doubt any of them will make an impact on the timbers first team in the years to come.

thankfully, training resumes today and we should have some juicy quotes and funny bits for your pleasure tomorrow.

with that, have a great day.

sunshine