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‘THERE are headlines and then there are headlines. And in the latter batch falls the one that appears on the Mirror’s back page: ‘Wise axed by team-mates.’ What initially sounds like a cruel blow is softened by the realisation that the Wise one on the butcher’s block is Dennis Wise, pint-sized pugnacious foe of cab drivers everywhere.
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But the axe in the headline is not a reference to a literal blade but an allusion to the metaphoric chop, as Wise is shown the door by his employers at Leicester City.
An internal investigation has discovered that Wise was behind an attack on team-mate Callum Davidson that left the victim with a double fracture of a cheekbone. And the rest of the squad at the first division club don’t want to play ball with Dennis any more.
But as one career comes to a sticky end, another heads for the top. Yes, folks, there’s a ‘day’ in the day today and that means it’s time for a story about Rio Ferdinand. In what is sure to be a quotidian update on Rio, the papers now focus on what Rio wore to his first day at his new job.
Fashionistas can expect to see lots of red in the coming months, but for now it’s all white. Clearly hankering after the kit of his last club, Rio steps into the back pages clad in a white suit and black shirt. The Sun lines up Rio alongside a John Travolta in full disco mode, while the Times observes Ferdinand’s ‘distinctive taste in couture’.
But the Star has the scoop, showing Rio’s other half, girlfriend Rebecca Ellison, in an outfit that manages to combine Pride and Prejudice with Footballers’ Wives. It looks like the ‘distinctive taste in couture’ extends to Rio’s lovers too.
And while we thrill to what Rio will do next, it’s almost possible to overlook the arrival of the Commonwealth Games. Manchester might be Rio’s new home, but it’s also the preferred destination for athletes from around the globe (or, at least, that part of it lucky enough to be civilised by the great British Empire).
And chief agonist is triple jumper Jonathan Edwards. News in the Mail is that when the spikes no longer fit, Edwards plans to launch a new career as the BBC’s new religious affairs correspondent. ‘I need to do something real as a real person,’ says the man who wants to be on television.
Of course, he could just stay in Manchester, acting as Rio’s conscience. After what Rio and the Leeds United board have done to the fans of the Yorkshire club, a conscience could be the one thing Rio needs more than a stylist. ‘
‘OUR cup floweth over. On the same day that Jeffrey Archer learnt that his appeal against his four-and-a-half year sentence for perjury had been thrown out, we learn that Dennis Wise’s football career may be at an end.
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The would-be Fagin gang member is now 35 and on that steady fall through the divisions to retirement. And Leicester are happy to give him a push, after he attacked team-mate Callum Dvidson on the club’s pre-season tour of Finland.
Davidson suffered a double fracture of a cheekbone in the bust-up, which took place after a late-night card game – and the club have decided they’ve had enough. Wise is on his way out of Filbert Street, either by free transfer or, more humiliatingly still, by having his contract cancelled.
For years, Wise has been getting the benefit of some very considerable doubt. He is referred to as ‘cheeky’ by the Press, when what they really mean to say is that he is a nasty piece of work.
Nothing illustrates Wise better than when he got Nicky Butt sent off at Chelsea a couple of seasons ago. As the two got up from the ground following a challenge/foul by Wise, the poisonous little midget could be clearly seen pinching Butt’s thigh. Of course, the referee didn’t see it, but he did see Butt’s retaliation – and the Manchester United midfielder gets his marching orders, while Wise congratulates himself on a job well done.
That is the kind of player Wise has always been – biting, pinching, kicking his way through the game. The kind of player every member of the opposition would love to lay out with a single blow, but knows that that is just what Wise wants.
But, of course, Chelsea fans loved Dennis. Not because he was a great footballer – he wasn’t – but because he was Chelsea made flesh. For all that Chelsea fans drool over the skills of Gianfranco Zola and, before him, Ruud Gullit, it is Dennis Wise who is the embodiment of the club.
Let us hope that this latest bust-up marks the end of a career that won’t be mourned outside a small area of West London. And what a fitting end it would be – thrown out of a club because his own team-mates don’t want to play with him. ‘
‘LET’S get the other news out of the way first before we return once again to the ins, outs and shake-it-all-abouts at Leeds United FC.
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South African Ernie Els won the British Open golf yesterday evening, giving sports editors a welcome rest from their normal Tiger puns and opening up a whole new lexicon.
”Els bells!’ exclaims the Sun. ‘Ernie’s won the Open.’ ‘Heaven and Els,’ proclaims the Mirror, referring to how the popular 32-year-old needed five extra holes to win the title after almost throwing it away in normal time.
The Star’s eyes are on the £700,000 first prize as it opts for ‘nice little Ern-er’, while the Express picks up on Els’ nickname, The Big Easy, with its headline, ‘It’s so Easy the hard way’.
But what is going on at the Mail? Clearly still traumatised by Tiger Woods’ third-round 81 (which ruined his chances of a Grand Slam this year), they can do no more than erase Tiger’s name and replace it with Els.
‘Els roars back to triumph in Open,’ says the back-page headline, clearly intended for the World No.1.
But beyond the punfest, we get to read all the excitement of what the Express describes as ‘the closest finish in the history of golf’s greatest showpiece’.
Els was leading comfortably with only six holes to play but a bogey at 14 was followed by a disastrous double bogey at 16, leaving him a shot behind the trio of Thomas Levet, Stuart Appleby and Steve Elkington.
A birdie at the long 17th secured Els’ place in the first four-man play-off in Open history and he eventually triumphed as they came up the 18th hole for the third time that day.
All of which gives the papers plenty to fill the pages that are not devoted to the most boring transfer saga of recent times. Will Rio go to United? How much for? What will happen to Lee Bowyer? Does anyone outside the M62 corridor care anymore?
For the record, the latest news seems to be that Rio has signed for United (although estimates of his price vary wildly from £29.1m in the Sun to £50m in the Express), but Bowyer won’t be going to Liverpool.
The Sun says the United of Manchester will pay the United of Leeds £14.9m upfront to help clear Leeds’ debts, £14.2m in 12 months time and could cough up a further £4m depending on the Red Devils’ future performances.
And it has the fax and Manchester United chief executive Peter Kenyon’s appalling handwriting to prove it.
So now we move on to the identity of Ferdinand’s replacement at Elland Road and the Mail is already lining up former Manchester United defender Jaap Stam… Yawn! Yawn!
‘YOU could say that hundreds of thousands of disgusted Irishmen voted with their feet and stayed away from Roy Keane’s first football match on Irish soil since his dramatic early exit from the World Cup.
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On the other hand, tickets sold out in two hours, and 11,000 lucky ones filled Tolka Park to watch Keano lead Manchester United out against Shelbourne.
Roy had a bodyguard whose weight in pounds was probably equivalent to the United skipper’s monthly salary, but his services weren’t required.
Nor was the local police’s ‘Operation Fortress Tolka Park’, which involved sealing off all surrounding roads for four hours before the kick-off and putting bouncers in monkey suits on all the entrances.
The papers report that T-shirts were on sale with twin pictures of the Republican martyr Michael Collins and the other rebel, Roy Keane, bearing the legend: ‘Two great Cork leaders shot in the back’. You couldn’t make it up.
The crowd shouted his name, and the League Of Ireland champions were grateful to have him and his side there to bring in the red-shirted United fans and the accompanying cash bonus.
United strolled to a 5-0 victory, although Keane made it a growling, snarling stroll as he bossed the midfield and exhorted his team-mates in time-honoured fashion.
There was good news for United all round. Ruud van Nistelrooy, who looked exhausted by the end of last season, has had a World Cup-less summer in which to recuperate, and helped himself to a hat-trick.
Diego Forlan scored his first for United, after a frustrating first season in which he did everything but score. And Irish defender John O’Shea got a rare start. Even Dwight Yorke appeared, and duly got his name on the score-sheet.
It was a solid United crowd, and a solid United performance. There was nothing there to encourage the Reds’ rivals, and precious little to cheer Mick McCarthy either.
Meanwhile, three books are due to hit the stands – one about the spat, one by Keane, and one by McCarthy. The whole affair will then start again, just in time for the build-up to the Republic’s Euro 2004 qualifying match against Russia.
Those weeks could decide the international future of both men. ‘
‘RONALDO, the world’s most in-demand player after Rio Ferdinand and Clinton Morrison, has, in the words of one national newspaper, ‘taken a stand against the financial crisis engulfing European football by urging his club, Inter Milan, to cut his wages’.
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Along with team-mates Christian Vieri and Alvaro Recoba, he has offered to take a 10 per cent reduction in earnings. ‘We spoke to each other and decided to do something to make our president understand that we care about Inter, and we want to make Inter bigger and stronger,’ said Vieri, whose idea it was.
‘Everybody likes to earn a lot,’ said Recoba, ‘but if a club can’t pay players, then we need to be honest and accept a pay cut, for the good of everybody.’ Everybody including the club president, it seems. ‘The president has supported us in every moment,’ remarked Vieri. Well, he would, wouldn’t he?
But although Vieri’s motives were probably perfectly genuine, and it would be wrong to accuse him of cynicism, it would nevertheless be a mistake to interpret his actions as being entirely altruistic. Aside from the fact that he and his cohorts earn more than £100,000 a week, not including sponsorship, there are other aspects to consider.
In a sense, their position is not that different from their president’s. Unlike journeymen pros, they are superstars whose fortunes are bound up in the same business interests as their employers. Although they may superficially appear to be on different sides vis-a-vis wage negotiations, they are both on the same side when it comes to the commercial funding of their sport.
The players’ gesture is more akin to a fat cat waiving his annual bonus at a time when employees and shareholders are feeling the pinch. As Vieri says, it is not the specific amount of money that counts: ‘What is important is to take the initiative.’ This is good PR, for both the players and the industry.
Italian football is in financial crisis, and the broadcasting companies that have invested so heavily in it are suffering from a big shortfall in pay-per-view revenue. Far from entering a bidding war for TV rights, they are talking about mergers.
Other players have seen which way the wind is blowing, and followed the same path as Vieri and co. Already the players’ union has agreed to an automatic pay cut for players at relegated clubs.
Downsizing is the buzz-word in football, and the cutting back of the bloated Champions League will lead to a cutting back of bloated squads across the European game. But don’t expect too many stars to suffer.
When everyone is asked to take a step down, the brunt will, as ever, be borne by those on the bottom rung. ‘
‘GOOD old Leeds. Not words you often hear in sporting circles beyond the bounds of Elland Road, but if it weren’t for the Yorkshire club, this summer’s post-World Cup sports pages would have been as empty as David Seaman’s hands.
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Every tabloid begins its sporting round-up with a story that, in truth, has not yet happened. Rio Ferdinand has not yet moved to Manchester United, and that means the papers are still full of speculation.
But the Sun at least has the word from the pony’s mouth, offering an exclusive interview with the want-away star. In ‘Rio: Why I asked for a transfer’, the current Leeds United captain says: ‘I did it for the good of my career.’ Rio goes on to say how he craves Champions League football, something he might have experienced at Leeds in the season to come had he scored a few more goals and stopped a few more going against his side.
Which is a similar argument to that put forward last season by Arsenal’s man of letters Peter Hill Wood when Patrick Vieira was bemoaning his lack of club medals. Then as now Manchester United were chief predators, and that makes Arsenal’s manager well qualified to offer an opinion on Rio’s move.
Speaking to the Mirror, Arsene Wenger draws parallels between the Vieira and Ferdinand situations, and says that Leeds made a mistake when they hesitated in showing desire to keep their star man, ‘and once you show hesitation it means you lose the player’.
And so the situation goes on, until readers are four or five pages into the body of the paper. But one event does detract attention from Rio, and the Telegraph chooses to lead with the 131st Open at Muirfield. What is of less surprise than the exclusion of Rio Ferdinand is that the paper’s lead picture shows not just Tiger Woods but Justin Rose, England’s great young hope, too.
The duo, who played the opening round together, are both in the running, Woods on one under par and Rose on a healthy three under. After a summer of British sporting disappointments, the papers are clearly hoping that the 21-year-old golfer provides some success. And in the Mirror ‘Tiger’s tipping Justin to snatch Open glory’.
‘A great talent,’ says Tiger of Rose. ‘If he continues to execute the kind of shots he did today then he’ll be fine.’ So, if he keeps playing well, he’ll do well? ‘Don’t bet against him,’ continues Tiger. ‘Justin certainly has the talent to win the tournament this year.’ And having walloped a huge load of expectation of the Englishman’s shoulders, Tiger looks an even stronger favourite than ever.
Rose might be earning his stripes, but Tiger’s still the number one. ‘
‘IF history is a lesson, Rio Ferdinand’s move between the Uniteds of Leeds and Manchester will result in another glorious period for the Red Devils. Last time such a transfer was enacted, the player involved was a certain Monsieur Cantona, and we know what happened to United after he arrived.
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But at least should Rio cross the Pennines, Leeds will have their fall from football’s top table cushioned by a huge mattress of cash. The Mirror looks at what could be a £35m transfer, the largest in British football history. And Leeds chairman Peter Ridsdale wants the lot.
Speaking to the Mirror, Ridsdale states that the Old Trafford club’s initial offer of £20m for Rio was ‘derisory’, going on to say how he has a duty to his shareholders to ‘maximise the value of our assets’. In simple terms that should mean winning pots of silver. But, in football’s meat market, money can be made from trading in human flesh.
Not that the objects of desire are not well recompensed. And that goes for the game’s officials to. While Rio contemplates an increase in his personal fortune, players’ union supremo Gordon Taylor flicks though his extra £165,000 per year.
The Mail catches the chief executive of the Professional Footballers’ Association talking on the phone to what must either be a) a happy wife; b) a delighted bank manager; or c) an ecstatic and willing mistress. The hike in Taylor’s salary takes his overall annual package to a not inconsiderable £623,227. That’s not bad for a man who doesn’t actually get to kick a ball, and at a time when the fallout from the ITV Digital debacle has led to players scraping around for any cash they can get.
‘650 players on the scapheap… Clubs are facing extinction… Television money is drying up… But Gordon Taylor gets a £165,000 pay rise,’ says a slack-jawed Mirror. And on this day of union action, there is something unsettling about a union representative earning such vast sums.
But sport is not all about money – really it isn’t. It’s about playing the game. And today’s game is golf. It’s the start of the 131st Open Championship, and the Times has positioned itself on the first tee, where early this morning Justin Rose turned to his playing partners, Shigeki Muruyama and Tiger Woods, and said: ‘Play well.’
It’s a custom that goes back to the first Open Championship and represents a gentle reminder that the pleasures of sports are chiefly in its playing. And when you’re playing with Tiger Woods, you take what success you can. ‘
‘RIO Ferdinand has pretty much burnt his bridges after his agent announced that the England centre-back was looking to play for ‘a bigger and better club’. It may be true, but fans don’t need to hear it – and Pini Zahavi’s rider that his client ‘is very happy at Leeds’ will cut little mustard.
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It is not a question of whether the proposed move to Manchester United goes ahead. As one fan said: ‘I don’t think he realises what he has done – he will get more abuse than even Eric Cantona did when he played at Leeds for United in 1993.’ Note the use of the word ‘has’. It’s not a question of what he is doing or what he is considering doing, but what he has done.
There is nothing fans hate more than a player, whose massive wages they have effectively been paying, disrespecting their club. That is why West Ham fans hate Paul Ince. Not because he moved to Manchester United, but because he was posing in a Manchester United shirt before the deal had even been done.
On the face of it, there is nothing wrong with Rio Ferdinand wanting to join Manchester United. Most players in the Premiership would jump at the chance to play at Old Trafford, even if they were too diplomatic to say it.
When Paolo Di Canio was being courted by Sir Alex Ferguson last season, Hammers’ fans at least understood why he would want to go. With West Ham, the best he could ever hope for is a domestic cup and maybe a run in the Uefa Cup.
But what Ferdinand has done wrong – or, at least, what his agent has done wrong – is to state his ambition in too clear terms. ‘Rio wants to be competing for titles and medals,’ Zahavi said, the implication being that he can’t do that in West Yorkshire.
Leeds want to believe they are as big a club as Manchester United. They want to believe that they can challenge for the Premiership title and repeat their European Cup run of two seasons ago. And they don’t need their club captain telling them otherwise.
In truth, such is the hatred of Leeds fans for their more illustrious neighbours on the other side of the Pennines that anyone moving from one to the other could expect a bad reception. What had Cantona done to deserve the boos in 1993 when the man the crowd should have been railing against was Howard Wilkinson who sold the Frenchman for a paltry sum?
When Ferdinand returns to Elland Road as a United player (and it surely is a matter now of when, not if), he knows what kind of reception he is in for – and he should know that he is partly responsible. ‘