Newcastle midfielders and the ‘wafer-thin mint’
Posted on June 26th, 2011 | 32 Comments |
We seem to be on a mission to sign a fair few midfielders this transfer window. We already have Cabaye and Marveaux to add to the existing tribe of Ben Arfa, Jonas, Tiote, Barton, Guthrie, Gosling, Raylor and Ferguson. Not to mention Smith (and please don’t). And if speculation is anything to be believed we’re not done yet.
There’s still the possibility of signing someone like Sissoko, N’Zogbia, Matuidi, Barnetta or some as yet unknown midfield target. Adding just one more presents us with a problem. A nice problem in some ways, but a problem nevertheless.
The problem I’m talking about is who we leave out.
We already have five or six midfielders who, I’m sure, will feel they qualify as first choice selections. If we bring in one or two more we could end up with seven or eight midfielders all vying for position. Granted we could lose the likes of Barton, Jonas and Guthrie in this transfer window, which would ease the selection ‘headache’ a bit, but there’s absolutely nothing to say that we’ll lose any of them yet.
It’s the sort of situation a manager loves but then you have the problem of how you keep the second choice midfielders happy when they may have good reason to think they would be a first choice selection in many other teams.
Some managers operate squad rotation systems and others manage clubs of such prestige that players are willing to put up with some time on the bench and then attempt to show what they’ve got when they get the opportunities. With teams that don’t fit into one of those categories, it has to be said that benched second-choicers often tend to be of the ‘squad player’ variety.
Of those that aren’t, some will behave professionally and simply wait for a chance to demonstrate why they should be selected. Alas I have underpants that are more professional than certain other players – those who can be inclined to sulk and kick up a fuss about either being substituted or benched.
As I said, it’s typically perceived as a problem managers love but it still needs thought if we don’t want supposedly decent players moving on after a season.
It’s a bit like me in Chinese restaurants. I tend to order everything on the menu and then I find I can’t do justice to all the food. It’s a case of having eyes bigger than my belly and I’m often doing a Mr Creosote impersonation by the end the meal, cringing at the thought of a ‘wafer-thin mint’.
However, I digress. The ultimate answer, of course, is to become one of those teams with enough prestige to have skill in depth, which means at the very least playing in Europe and preferably winning some domestic trophies to boot.
Now that would be nice!
Maître d’: | Ah, good afternoon, sir; and how are we today? |
Mr. Creosote: | Better. |
Maître d’: | Better? |
Mr. Creosote: | Better get a bucket, I’m gonna throw up. |
Rumour has it that we’re also in advanced talks with Brown Fox, the large breasted red skin winger. Just to compound the problem further.