EASTERN EUROPEAN DRAFT: A CHRONICLE
Game 1: Raees 14-12 Red Tiger
The tournament starts ominously for the overexcited researchers dissing modern players.
@Red Tiger’s household names prompt a high turnout and would have walked it with a Shevchenko brace had he not snatched defeat from the jaws of victory by providing no tactics brief, starting Hagi as a side midfielder with Hamsik pulling the strings instead, and Mihajlovic somehow playing CB.
Game 2: MazharOneNil 7-8
The researchers strike back. An XI sporting Pjanic and 10 dudes manages a close score by simply stating clearly what each is supposed to be doing.
Game 3: Skizzo 11-5 Tuppet
Arguably the best pairing in the draft, Albert and Bene are let down by less high profile oldies and ultimately weren’t enough against Nedved-Deyna and Kanchelskis.
Game 4: Moby 9-6 Sjor
Act 1: Build a team around Nandor Hidegkuti as a false 9. Act 2: Draw a side built around Sammer. Act 3: Smash your bollocks with a hammer.
Game 5: Isotope 5-8 Pat Mustard
For once
@Isotope could have done with one more creative genius, one by the name of Robert Prosinecki. The Czibor-Sarosi tandem won it for Pat instead.
Game 6: Boris 5-14 Gio
Ominous start from Team Gio as not even the drafters who always vote against Theon ™ vote against him.
Game 7: Enigma 11-1 Prath
Cracking start for a typically well-constructed side from Enigma vs. "the guy who found Sindelar was eligible and then decided to even the scales picking up Kolarov". Also, when will people learn it’s better to pack the pitch with players names in caps and even with full names?
It seemed like Enigma had 2-3 more players on the pitch.
Game 8: Downcast 14-0 Jayvin
Jayvin’s team really wasn’t half bad, it’s just not fair when you open a gamethread and see the team on the left sporting Puskas upfront and look across to find… Bobek. Who?
QUARTER FINALS
A recurring theme starts emerging after the first reinforcement round: great spines, sensational frontlines, and unpronounceable aka terrible fullbacks.
Enigma seems to lose his balance in an effort to try overload the formidable double lock Gio has formed with Voronin and Pluskal.
While Gio uses the occasion to portray Sekularac as the dog’s bollocks, Enigma confuses the shit out of everyone claiming Stoichkov is no good on the right.
5-12 MOTM Vladimir Voronin, finally coming out of the shadow the crap Liverpool one used to cast over him
It was hyped up to be the Rumble in the Jungle, but ended up a drab affair as all the attention focused on Stoichkovgate. Two inspired reinforcements ultimately made all the difference: Nemanja Vidic and Andriy Shevchenko pounded Mustard mercilessly as he lay there spread-eagled yearning for Skizzo’s love.
3-14 MOTM Andriy Shevchenko, unplayable and exactly the upgrade needed on Berbatov
Puskas, Hidegkuti, Bozsik, Zebec… Downcast’s squad was starting to look like a piss-take. The random fullback theme continues to be a running theme. Partly a poor pool, partly managers always riding their luck with them as ever (I blame Gary feckin’ Kelly’s 70s draft success for misguiding everyone).
Unfortunately, while
could sport false logic at RB, Downcast didn’t have one. OK, fine, play a CB who does a defensive job ala Gentile/Burgnich… but it’s some fella called Dinu, and he is facing Dragan Dzajic. Game over.
8-6 MOTM Dzajic, see above.
Bizarre game. Raees had a sound platform, but I still have no idea what was going on upfront. Unfortunately Aldo shat on Balakov, who was fecking perfect for his setup and shunted him to the right to accommodate… wait for it… the
Polish midfielder Igor Netto.
In the presence of great fullbacks, another angle starts to crop up: underrating admittedly bang average modern players and better marketed oldies no one ever saw feck up being a better recipe. Shesternyov and Vasovic works (although by all accounts I have them down as very similar players) while Subotic, well... doesn’t to put it mildly. Not at all really.
8-6 MOTM Raees with his
gif showing how he could comfortably smother the efforts of five players with eleven of his. Undisputable logic.
SEMI-FINALS
No game pics, poor effort
@harms :P
vs. Skizzo
Dzajic and Lato vs. Anchovy and Urban Chick, surely that’s what the game would be about? Maybe about Boniek and Nedved against Fahrudin and Falselogic?
Nope, the curse of the obscure fullback strikes again and instead of the crapshoot you would expect wingers get nullified. So we go back to what we know and
may as well have played a couple of ballerinas either side of Sammer instead of Igor Tudor and Branislav Ivanovic.
3-14 MOTM Kazi Deyna, dragging Sammer to the midfield and then just systematically playing the through ball past the ballerinas for Shevchenko to run onto.
Raees vs. Gio
A game worthy of a final. Much like the Magyars in 1954, the two favourites meet in the semi and produce a beautiful game for the history books. If Raees’ exceptional creative engine clicked it would be unstoppable, while many questioned whether Gio had sufficient creativity in midfield to feed his forwards but acknowledged the clear balance and working of all channels.
7-8 MOTM Svatopluk Pluskal. Even if people bought into the theory of players getting in each other’s way, you would have to wonder what sort of super human it takes to simultaneously keep Puskas, Albert, Kubala and Masopust in check. Bargain of the draft reinforcement, hands down.
FINAL
Seeing as his midfield creativity was questioned, Gio promptly dropts Sekularac and signs Puskas. Was it 4-3-3, 4-2-3-1, 4-4-2 or 4-2-4? We will never know. All we know is Skizzo followed suit sacrificing his SF MOTM Kazi Deyna to give Pavel Nedved a central role and highlight the difference. It worked as he stormed to a 6-0 lead which led Theon to question the voters and claim Skizzo was irritated. Pot kettle and all that.
18-15 MOTM Vladimir Jugovic. That midfield looked bereft of holding capabilities for a final, but with no clear fancy playmaker rodgering them, the voters were more enamoured with the slick passing and combination play with Netto and Nedved. Metronome.