The Diary of a Football Commentator Part 6
63"Are you trying to be funny?"
It’s hard to know where to begin with this entry. I have just got back from four days in London where I commentated on six games, three of which were on the same day, and a two-part job interview for a position that I am very unlikely to get. I say just got back, I’ve actually been back a week and just haven’t got round to writing this.
Over the four days I also slept on a very hard floor, made an enormous fool of myself and almost spent a night in the waiting room at Newark Northgate station. There was also one other big surprise, but more on that later.
I headed down to London on the Friday for my first game and the first part of the interview which was with the same company that I provide commentary for.
The interview was ok, but like I said, I don’t think I’ll get the job. The game was from the Polish League, Korona Kielce v Wisla Krakow.
Wisla, who are top of the Polish League, won the game 3-2. They had been leading 3-0 but Kielce fought back in the second half despite having been reduced to nine men.
I stayed in Feltham that night because I had a 7.30 start on Saturday morning. The final game of the Chinese Super League season.
I was assigned a game between Shandong Luneng and the Chengdu blades. Interestingly, I found out the Chengdu Blades are owned by Sheffield United. Ok, not that interesting unless you are a Sheffield United fan; in which case you probably knew that anyway.
Shandong lost to a single, but outstanding, goal by Aurelio Neres Rodrigues. The Brazilian took on several players on the wing before cutting inside and firing past the keeper. Shandong finished with the same number of points but a worse goal difference than Shanghai Shenhua but still finished above them because of head to head results. This meant that they claimed the final AFC champions League spot.
After a bit of a rest, I had two more Polish games to cover with just a half-hour break between them. Neither game was particularly exciting but I enjoyed watching a decent standard of football.
The first game was between Lech Poznan and Slask Wroclaw which finished 1-0 to the home side thanks to a penalty from Bartosz Bosacki.
After a half-hour break, I covered the next game. This one was between Legia Warszawa and Ruch Chorzów. Legia won the game 2-0 with striker Marcin Mieciel scoring both goals in the first half. Mieciel probably could have had a couple more but was substituted in the second half and missed out on a hat-trick.
At 7.30 pm, 12 hours after my first game had kicked off; I finally finished for the day. It was my busiest day as a football commentator but one of my most enjoyable. I then had to make my way to my brother’s halls of residence which is where I stayed for the next couple of nights. It was on this journey that I embarrassed myself and possibly avoided a beating.
On the platform at Feltham train station, I saw a man sitting on a bench. He was looking at the floor and his face was covered in blood. There was no-one else around but I went over to him and asked him if he was ok.
“You what mate?” he said.
“Are you alright? Do you need me to call anyone?” I replied.
“What the f*** are you on about? Are you trying to be funny?”
It was at that point I realised what day it was. 31st October. Halloween. “Sorry mate, didn’t realise you were in fancy dress.”
Thankfully the train arrived and I was able to get away from the confused and slightly angry gentleman. It was some time before I stopped feeling embarrassed.
I had two more games over the next two days so I stayed in London. Thanks to the extremely generous hospitality of my younger brother, I had somewhere to stay. Both games were from the Danish League which I had not commentated on before.
The first game was between FC Nordsjælland and Brondby. It finished 1-0 to Brondby, with the only goal scored by Martin Bernburg. FC Nordsjælland did not play that well but one player caught my eye, substitute Andreas Laudrup. Yes, you are right to think that this winger belongs to the famous Laudrup family that have produced a number of Danish Internationals. His father Michael and Uncle Brian were both very successful footballers who played for the likes of Juventus, Real Madrid, Barcelona, AC Milan, Chelsea and Rangers. His grandfather Finn Laudrup was also an established international and his brother and cousin both play in the Danish league. I think that’s what you call a footballing family.
The last game, which was on Monday (2nd November), was between Odense and AaB Aalborg. I was surprised to see former Manchester United duo Eric Djemba-Djemba and Roy Carroll in the starting line-up for Odense. It is fair to say that neither of them had the best time at Old Trafford but both appeared to have settled well in Denmark with Djemba-Djemba controlling the game in midfield and Carroll pulling off some good saves.
That was until the 68th minute when, with Odense leading 1-0, a misplaced pass from Djemba-Djemba resulted in an Aalborg counter attack which ended with Andreas Johansson rolling the ball between the legs of Roy Carroll. Some things never change.
Whilst commentating on this game, I may have been less than complimentary about the career of the former Derby and West Ham keeper. So Roy, if you ever happen to read this, you will be pleased to know that my trip home was considerably delayed by a cancelled train which almost caused me to sleep on a bench in Newark.
I’ll make sure not to be too critical of goalkeepers in the future just in case this happens again. Massimo Taibi isn’t still playing is he?
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