With the excitement mounting as we approach the Germany game, one man in the England squad knows that, barring catastrophic injuries, his World Cup is over anyway. How must Rob Green be feeling exactly?
He started the tournament uncertain that he was Capello's first choice for the goalkeeping jersey, but eventually got the nod ahead of James and Hart for that crucial opening group game against the USA. After a miserable season between the sticks for West Ham, here was his chance for redemption. All he had to do was perform adequately.
The USA offered very little in the way of an attacking threat; on paper, it was the equivalent of Man Utd at home to West Ham, and Rob, in his dreams, had switched sides, protecting the Man Utd goal from the likes of Mido and Freddie Sears! One very run of the mill, adequate, no thrills performance, would secure his position for the tournament and, in the process, seal a move to a top Premiership side on a £50,000 per week salary.
Rob held the world in his hands...but he let it slip through his fingers. And because of his horrendous, never to be forgotten error, we play Germany on Sunday instead of Ghana today, and Argentina await the winners.
What does the future hold for Rob Green? Well Scott Carson, of West Bromwich Albion, and Red Faced Robbo, of Blackburn Rovers, can tell him, if he hasn't already worked it out for himself. Keepers who fail are not forgiven. England's World Cup hopes may yet survive that blunder, but Rob Green's dreams have...well he knows that song!
Remember those gloves? England's Number Six. Well, here's another song that Rob should learn by heart. Cue The Smiths:
Park the car at the side of the road
You should know
Time's tide will smother you
And I will too
When you laugh about people who feel so
Very lonely
Their only desire is to die
Well, I'm afraid
It doesn't make me smile
I wish I could laugh
But that joke isn't funny anymore
It's too close to home
And it's too near the bone
It's too close to home
And it's too near the bone
More than you'll ever know ...
Kick them when they fall down
Kick them when they fall down
You kick them when they fall down
Kick them when they fall down
You kick them when they fall down
Kick them when they fall down
You kick them when they fall down
Kick them when they fall down
It was dark as I drove the point home
And on cold leather seats
Well, it suddenly struck me
I just might die with a smile on my
Face after all
I've seen this happen in other people's lives
And now it's happening in mine
I've seen this happen in other people's lives
And now it's happening in mine
I've seen this happen in other people's lives
And now it's happening in mine
1 comment:
I really had hoped he'd have a decent world cup so we could get rid but it seems even Wenger won't touch him now. Even if he just sat out, there was a chance that his false reputation would get him a move. Now we're lumbered.
Let's hope we can snap up a frustrated Hart in January.
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