A look back at the season that should never have been for the South Coast blues, with the main question being: what on earth happened?
By the end of May last year, many people couldn’t believe what had happened. At Wembley, on the 17th of that month, Sol Campbell lifted the coveted F.A Cup in front of some 40,000 raving Portsmouth supporters. Our time in the spot-light beckoned. The exclusive club of European football finally had our name on its guest-list. It was the proudest and happiest time to be a Pompey supporter in such a long time. Over 20 years in the dark recesses of the lower leagues, the little south-coast outfit had done the impossible, by winning one of the most famous domestic trophies, and being the first outside of the ‘big four’ to win in it in around thirteen years.
The cracks appear
Star names like David James, Glen Johnson, Jermaine Defoe, Lassana Diarra and Kanu were rostered onto the team sheet for the 2008/2009 season. And then, the club recruited the lanky but oh-so-fantastic Peter Crouch into the brace, for a record estimated £11 million. It really was a good time to be a Pompey supporter.
Or was it?
The purchase of Crouch was indeed a good one, but let’s see who we had to sacrifice to get the funds. Perhaps two of our most influential midfielders ever; Sulley Muntari, and the legendary Pedro Mendes. The latter went for a paltry £3 million. Not enough in my eyes, to warrant the funding of another striker, especially when we had the un-played David Nugent in the wings.
Don’t get me wrong
I’m now very happy Crouchy’s in the fold. He’s settled very well, and at the time of writing, has scored three goals in two games after a drought; One against Stoke, and two against Everton, and of course got one in playing in a three lions shirt. But should we really have effectively ripped the soul out of our midfield for it? Was it too much of a price to pay?
And, of course, let’s not forget that ‘Jamie’s dad’ (as he’s now known henceforth in this article) has a penchant for spending other people`s money, and rather ludicrous amounts of it. No doubt, he can pick up bargains – Nadir Belhadj is a prime example – but there’s always that side of him that just wants to have high-profile names playing for him. Never mind the fact that he already had some big names already playing for him, and flourishing under his tuition – David James and Glen Johnson’s names spring straight to mind – he wanted more. And he knew he couldn’t get it.
Once forgiven, twice forgotten
I’ll never forget the day it happened. I had gone out with some mates that evening, and had no idea of what was unravelling at the time.
Upon my return, my dad asked me if I’d heard the news. ‘Harry Redknapp’s gone to spurs’, he proclaimed. I laughed, guessing it would be some kind of joke. He’d never burn us, not again. Would he?
Alas, a flick onto the channel, and there it was, clear as day. My heart sank. How could he do this to us? Where were the signs? What the hell had convinced him to make a huge sacrifice like this?
It just felt…. Odd. There’s no words to describe it. Then, of course, he plunged the knife in straight away, by ‘revealing’ Pompey were in ‘untold amounts of debt,’ and that he’d ‘done all he can’ to help them out.
Pfft. Yeah, right. More like ‘Sasha has no money left, Levy waved a blank chequebook under my nose, what more could I ask for?’
The cracks become chasms
Following on from this, is a time I shall call ‘the dark age’ of our season. The appointment of Tony Adams – whilst probably the best one we could make with no money at the time – proved almost apocalyptic for the club. A brave man to take on the arduous task of keeping H.M.S Pompey afloat, sadly even he became over-whelmed, and the player’s soon began to revolt against his methods.
It always seemed weird to me, that arguably one of the best defenders of his time could not seem to teach our squad how to defend. I’m pretty certain four colanders could’ve replaced our backline, and no-one would’ve noticed any difference.
‘Hey, here’s an idea – let’s flirt with the relegation zone!’
After more and more depressing results, Pompey slumped to their lowest position of the season – 18th place – and morale in the players, staff and supporters was at an all-time low. It was a hard time to be a blue, wondering where the next point would come from.
Then, after finally starting to show a modicum of promise in the Liverpool game, that was it. Adams was gone. After people had wanted him gone for a long time, it was strange to think we now had a ship with no rudder. It even scared some people, judging by what was going around some of the message boards at the time – people were starting to do the unthinkable, and consign their team to the relegation bin.
In steps an unlikely candidate to be the replacement manager – Paul Hart, head of the youth development. Immediately, there’s a difference. The team are suddenly more up for it. They’re more like the Pompey of old. Things are starting to gell together.
And what a time for it to start happening.
The revivals under way, I can feel it. Pompey will get back into it and they will stay up this season.
But what then?
Never before have I seen such a company shrouded in mystery. Promises of this, that and the other, and it’s rarely been delivered.
So what should we expect for next season? Player exodus? The same thing again? Relegation? Administration? THE END OF THE CLUB?
Of course not. Some may jump, prematurely in my mind, onto the ‘Storrie and Sasha out’ bandwagon that will surely be pushed into movement by some of the more ‘plastic’ of Pompey fans soon enough, especially after the club’s accounts were released this week with a fanfare that was akin to a wet fart.
But really, I see no reason to panic. Key players like Crouch, James, and to a small extent, Johnson, have made the right noises so far about not wanting to leave, so we’d have to physically push them out of the door in order to sell them. The only one I can see wandering out on his own free will is Kranjcar, and let’s face it, whilst he shows flashes of brilliance throughout games, is he really the most trust-worthy player to have on the pitch? At times, he’s almost invisible.
I also see no problem as to getting a new owner. I don’t know why, but I feel that in a strange way, this relegation battle may help to show a potential investor that we’re worth it. The passion and devotion shown by the supporters at times is enough for even me to want to get the chequebook out, even though I’m a lowly student, using sugar puffs as his main form of currency.
But for me, the big question is;
Will we ever see a season like 07/08 again?
In my thoughts, yes. Easily. Pompey are not the kind of club, community or city that will roll over and die at the first sign of trouble. We didn’t the last time this all happened to us, so why would we now? What’s different? Yes, depending on what happens this summer, we may have a difficult time ahead of us, but it’s the pride of the club that will keep everyone going.
In fact, my prediction goes something like this:
1. We will finish this season with enough points to stay up.
2. Sasha will sell to a buyer who’s been secretly waiting in the wings, to ensure we’re still a PL club at the end of the season, before injecting the cash needed. The appointment of a top manager is also tied in with this. (Bilic, Bilic, Bilic!)
3. The redevelopment WILL go ahead, and the training ground WILL be nearing completion by the beginning of the season.
4. We will lose some players in the transfer market, but the big guns will stay, and with a new manager in line, we will utilise the money we have in a shrewd, effective way, to bring in a mixture of young, raw talent, with more experienced heads.
5. We will start next season on fire, maybe petering at around Christmas, but will come back to full force around March, to finish in a stronger position. My prediction is we’ll finish 9th come this time next May.
Rinse, and repeat, on a stronger pride setting.
Conclusion to my ramblings
Essentially, we’ve had a duff season. It’s been marred by the unmasking of the real ‘him’ to show him as he really is – a numb, selfish *******, who is only concerned with boosting his reputation (what tatters remain of it, anyway) and lining his pockets with everyone else’s money. It wasn’t helped by the appointment of a man who was a great coach, but a useless manager.
We’ve had it all this season – wins, losses, player punch-ups, manager walk-outs, manager sackings, broken promises, heart-breaks and a mad-man with a bugle and his own stage. That collapsed after a couple of months’ use.
It should be enough to make us switch allegiances to a more ‘stable’ club. And yet it doesn’t.
Simple. We’re Pompey. We don’t surrender.
Written by powered_by_pies.
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