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DeeScribe
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 Posted - 09 March 2010 : 22:54:15
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Mesmerising stuff from England's most beautiful team tonight. Although that's a misnomer if ever there was one, seeing as the solitary Englishman in their starting line-up tonight was probably their weakest link. Goodbye, Sol.
In terms of footballing aesthetics, only Barcelona are currently comparable to Arsenal at club level in terms of sheer watchability, and will this finally be the season when substance - in terms of silverware - matches the style?
Campbell and Fabianski's footballing equivalent of the Chuckle Brothers from the first leg in Porto was quickly forgotten, as Arsenal cruised to a two-goal lead at half-time. Also quickly forgotten was Bendtner's equally-chuckleable performance in front of goal against Burnley on Saturday, as the Dane scored both from close range.
Bendtner's always appeared to have confidence 'way in excess of his ability, but a Champions League hat-trick in your next game isn't a bad way to shut up your critics (of whom there were many - including myself, for robbing me of valuable Fantasy League points)!
Porto committed the absolutely fatal error of letting Arsenal play, but it was a more even contest in the early stages of the second half, and it looked like there may be life in the tie - until Nasri collected the ball outside the Porto box and danced his way through the visitors' defence before delivering a stunning coup de grace.
Sure, one of the defenders might have thrown out a leg, even if they'd conceded a penalty, but it would be churlish in the extreme to detract from such quality. The fourth goal wasn't too shabby, either, Eboue galloping on to finish a devastating counter attack.
Bendtner's hat-trick was completed in injury time from the penalty spot.
Porto aren't one of Europe's elite, but they're consistent operators at this level and aren't taken apart like this every day - and to think Arsenal were missing three of their best players in Gallas, Fabregas and Van Persie, who really does have the ability to match the confidence.
You'd think Arsenal will need Gallas and Fabregas back if they're to win the trophy, and a nagging doubt remains over the goalkeeper and their propensity to implode every so often, but you'd back against them at your peril.
An appealing-looking closing fixture list in the EPL suggests that they have a bigger chance of taking the domestic title, though, especially as Chelsea and Man United have shown rare signs of vulnerability this season. And the lesser lights really can't do anything - within the laws - when they have Arshavin coming at them from one side, Nasri from the other and Fabregas through the middle. Now that's what you call service!
Five goals in Florence also tonight, and a rocket from Robben gave Bayern the vital second away goal which took them past Fiorentina.
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XPAT
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Posted - 11 March 2010 : 11:48:41
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deecozimeblue
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Posted - 13 March 2010 : 15:45:19
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Did anyone think, as I did, that the Nasri solo was remarkably like the Archie Gemmil wonder goal of 1978 ?
I won't win many friends with this one but, in my opinion, the Nasri goal was better+ by dint of more changes of feet and direction in a tighter space followed by that emphatic finish.
It was also crucial to Arsenal's victory as Porto were building up a good head of steam and the Gunners were starting to pop a few rivets.
After that it was a case of "what was all the fuss about" and plain sailing to a comprehensive win and it was, in fact, the archetypical unpredictable Arsenal performance which sees them as likely to win everything as nothing.
But how about Lyon ladies and gentlemen?
I took great pleasure, as I do annually, in the premature ejection of the pompous Madrid, all the more so because it came at the hands of an honest and well marshalled OL who could have been down and out at half time but reorganised so well as to merit not just their share of the spoils on the night but, if late chances had not been spurned, actually winning the game.
The boldness of Puel substituting the over-awed Makoun and the under-whelming Boomsong (never liked him at Ibrox or St James') and withdrawing Toulalon to central defence alongside that Brazilian full stop, Kris, whilst installing the hard working Kalstrom to hamper Guti's distribution meant that it was virtually one-way traffic in the second half leaving Lloris with little or nothing to do and CR only to display more pouts than a first round elimination in the Miss Pre-Teen USA pagent.
But Madrid!
Sure they missed Alonso, along with Higuain and Benzema's absences but there were enough fits of pique, askance looks and lack of team ethic to suggest that this is not a happy ship.
So no change there then.
As for Lyon's dark-horse credentials, I am trying to learn not to write them off too easily but surely they are just a bit too vin oridinaire to progress further. Aren't they?
Not according he stat that was relentlessly pushed at us throughout the match by the Iberio-centric commentary pair which decrees that they shall win the trophy just like the conquerors of Madrid for the last three years.
Well off you trot/click to the bookies.
Fiorintina v Munich?!
Cracking match in highlights and some goal from Robben!
But nowhere near as good as Nasri's.
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DeeScribe
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Posted - 16 March 2010 : 23:31:42
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Arsenal and Man United may have been runaway winners of their last 16 ties, but the only thing Chelsea is running out of is time.
Carlo Ancelotti's team looked strong before Christmas, but they've gone backwards since, and this ageing squad doesn't look capable of winning a Champions League now. The man who can buy almost anything is finding Europe's top trophy is something that roubles doesn't necessarily buy.
Inter totally put them in their place, winning both legs.
And did the bullies get bullied at Stamford Bridge tonight? It was an old-fashioned Italian job by a team with no Italians and managed by a Portuguese. Except it wasn't really because, as superbly and strongly as Inter defended, they had plenty to offer in an attacking sense, and ought to have scored long before Eto'o's late winner.
Save for a 10 or 15-minute spell at the end of the first half, Inter were in control of this tie. Chelsea, not renowned for having much of a Plan B, just couldn't/weren't allowed to impose themselves as they usually do. And, physical presence nullified, they did look like flat-track bullies (to adopt a topical sporting analogy, which won't mean a lot if you don't follow horse racing!).
And, like many bullies, it ended in childish petulance, Drogba rightly red carded for a nasty-looking stamp.
Not as pretty as Arsenal or Barcelona, but Inter are certainly contenders to give their talismanic manager another notch on his impressive CV. If anyone knows how to play Chelsea, it should be Mourinho, and his gameplan was spot on, though it was the players who had to do the execution.
As a somewhat-irritated Souness pointed out in the pre and post-match warblings, sometimes, too much emphasis is placed on the coach's role in proceedings.
Something has to be done about this nonsense at corners, though, it's getting beyond a joke when defenders are literally wrestling attackers to the floor. It's going to be a big issue with the World Cup on the horizon - will the authorities have the Niagaras to order a clampdown, and will the officials implement it? Admittedly, we're going to have enough penalties for a shoot-out within the 90 minutes if every misdemeanor in the area is punished, but that's the only way to cut it out.
Chelsea ought to be able to pick up another FA Cup, but are starting to look third best in the league. With the goalkeeper and the first-choice back four either injured or John Terry, there are goals to be had against them, and take Drogba away, and they don't look like champions.
Bit of a turn-up in Spain, with CSKA Moscow knocking out Sevilla and, well as they've done, the Russian side will be everyone’s first choice for last-eight opponents.
BJH
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deecozimeblue
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Posted - 01 April 2010 : 11:59:19
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Well, the first half of the last eight is concluded and it's all poised nicely right now.
Yes Lyon carry a decent advantage to Bordeaux grace of a rather soft penalty and some rather fine keeping by Lloris - almost Gordonesque B>) - but you can never say in these internecine battles.
MU should have enough , with or without Rooney, to edge through against Munich providing Evra is not in such a dumbfoundingly soporific state.
The evidently parting (come and get me City!) Morinhio's Inter showed enough class in the second half to suggest that an early spring outing on plastic should not deflect their progression to the last four stage.
However, many a feted general has come a cropper on the road to Moscow.
The tie of the round should have been dead and buried by half time and that it was still 0-0 made you think that, having weathered the battering that the truely magnificent Barca dealt them in the first half, Arsenal would take courage and make a decent fist of it in the second.
But Arsenal being Arsenal, it was 0-2 in quick order to two simple, direct and dare I say EPL-type attacks that were very poorly defended and left question marks over the decision making of Almunia who, after an outstanding first half display, erroneously forried from his line to make Ibrahimavitch's mind up for him.
Will the Wenger close-season budget stretch to the cost of the afore-mentioned and admirable Lloris (or Gordon B>))?
And with game apparently decided, Arsenal being Arsenal suddenly came to life and dragged themselves back into the tie with a goal which exemplified Walcott's raw pace, introduced at just the right time IMHO, and a nailed-on penalty.
The return tie should be awaited eagerly.
Both sides will lack principle players.
Fabregas rather harshly picked up the yellow that sees him suspended but, although he would have been a big miss if fully fit, given his injury record this season and his peripheral part in most of a game he played at half pace, the Gunners will have learned by now how to cope without their inspirational captain and might profit from having eleven fully fit players on the park.
Barca will be without their first-choice central pairing of Puyol and Piquet, but could have Iniesta back.
It should be Barca but, as I have already said, the Gunner's unpredictability and youthful energy sees them as likely to win all as nought.
A word now for the often pilloried (myself included) Bentner.
Yes he has missed a few sitters the term but when it was a case of stand up and be counted last night he played like a captain dragging his side back into the game and if he continues to improve he will leave some pretty big boots to fill if, as reported, he is to be replaced by a much vaunted Bordelais.
Arsene!
Keeper!
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DeeScribe
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Posted - 06 April 2010 : 22:47:46
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Can play a bit, the little lad in the Barcelona No 10 shirt . . .
Messi was quiet (by his standards) in the first leg at the Emirates, but he certainly found his voice tonight, and this was a virtuoso performance.
There may have been a better individual display in the latter stages of the CL, but I can't think of one.
Words can never do justice to this twinkletoed Argentinian, and it's important to point out that this wasn't a one-off. If you're a regular viewer of La Liga (and why wouldn't you be, it's fantastic?), you'll know that Barcelona are a joy to watch and Messi is the jewel in their crown. The boy's a genius and, even in this cynical world, we should appreciate one when he comes along.
Best player in the world? At the moment, absolutely.
Best player ever? Pele was before my time, but I never thought I'd see a better player than Maradona. Messi's not there yet, but he's surely got every chance if he stays sound mentally and physically.
And yet Arsenal actually had the temerity to take the lead on the night and in the tie! But without probably their five top players - Gallas, Song, Arshavin, Fabregas and Van Persie - it was always an impossible task, and that lead didn't last long.
Messi enjoyed a decent slice of luck for his first, but it was a great finish. Followed by another great finish. And another. And another. Scored four, probably could have had six.
Barcelona aren't a one-man team. Far from it. They have great players and fluid footballers in all positions, who caress the ball around the field. It's such an antidote to the way the ball is abused in Scotland.
Their weakness is central defence, even with Pique and Puyol, who were absent tonight, but the team has such quality middle to front, they can compensate for that by simply outscoring the opposition.
If ever there was a case of beauty and the beast, it'll be Barcelona v Inter in the semi-finals. But if anyone can find a way to stopping Messi and Barca, it'll be Mourinho. The Italian champions certainly won't give Barca the amount of space Arsenal did, or try to play them at their own game. But they won't keep them quiet for three hours either, and it'll be some achievement for Inter to overcome the champions over two legs.
And, although I expect even a Rooney-less Man United to come through the other half of the draw, they have nothing in their armoury to dent Barcelona.
BJH
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deecozimeblue
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Posted - 24 April 2010 : 12:40:06
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Domestic disappointment having taken the wind out of my sails somewhat, it has taken a supreme effort to overcome my torpor with all things football and fulfil my duty to comment on what remains "the Greatest Show on Earth".
Well it's set up nicely, and who would have thunk it, that Iceland could have such a big say in the destination of the Big Cup and that the arguably greatest team of the era should see their ambitions potentially turned to ashes?
Barca and Lyon displayed the effects of strenuous journeys when, literally, on the road they fell in their matches at Milan and Munich respectively, both turning in relatively lifeless performances.
Barca were not smiled on by the gods in their 1-3 defeat having to swallow an offside goal and the rejection of two strong penalty during a noticeably leggy performance.
Pep Guiardiola gallantly made light of the effects of their charabang trip and their lack of fortune, and seemed optimistic of their chances of progression.
However, although 2-0 at the Camp Nou would see them through, it is difficult to see Inter's counter-attacking style not profiting from the Catalans' less than water-tight defence and scoring at least once, especially when they will be again shorn of the services of Puyol.
Which would mean that Barca would have to score a minimum of four times to triumph.
Of course, with all the talent at their disposal, this is not totally out of the question but I suggest that, all things being equal, that Inter will be able to withstand a dizzying onslaught and should hold on to a winning margin.
The other semi-final in Munich was a less enthralling affair in which most of the drama was produced by a frankly poor referee who produced two red cards, both of which IMHO were a bit harsh.
The star-crossed Ribéry was surely deserving of a card for his over-aggressive challenge on Lisandro but the fact that his point of contact with unfortunate Argentine's ankle was where he had just moved the ball from suggests that perhaps it should have been yellow but misery was heaped on infamy and red it was.
This appeared to prey on the abitrator's mind and, after a period of mature reflection and sustained baying from the Bavarian hoards, he couldn't have leapt quickly enough to even up the numbers when dealing out two yellows to Toulalon in eight minutes.
There was no question of the merits of the first card for a cynical block on the impressive Robben but the only sin committed for the second was to arrive first and upend Schwienstieger through contact with the ball.
A little bit of "typical German behaviour"(trademark SAF) was all that was needed to confirmed the Frenchman's early departure.
For all the dominance of the German side, that their goal arrived from a deflected shot from outside the box suggests to me that Lyon should prevail if they can get close to the levels of performance that they achieved in defeating Madrid, and providing they can break the French habit of buckling in the face of German aggression.
The return of the balletic (ehem!) van Bommel, will ensure that it will be another bruising contest where 11 v 11 is definitely not a given at the end of hostilities.
So that's it: an Inter v Lyon final.
Or Barca V Munich.
Or...
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DeeScribe
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Posted - 24 April 2010 : 23:33:34
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Think we jinxed Messi with the previous game's eulogising . . .
Bayern v Lyon did nothing for me (admittedly, I was following the updates from Stark's Park at the same time!) but Inter v Barca was a fascinating contest, in which The Beast thoroughly deserved to overcome Beauty.
Only half-time, though.
I fancy both away teams to get a goal next week, which should see them through, but the clash at Camp Nou promises to be something special, with Barca in all-out attack mode.
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deecozimeblue
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Posted - 28 April 2010 : 19:20:17
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Just a few words about Lyon's reception of Munich - pathetic, gutless and inexcusable!
Now onto tonight's main course which surely must produce the eventual Cup winners.
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deecozimeblue
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Posted - 29 April 2010 : 22:28:23
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I don't know what it is about the Special One but Busquets had just taken his fly peek from the deck and Motta was taking his first step back down the tunnel and I was totally buying into his conspiracy theory.
Every foul awarded against Inter was travesty and each yellow card reeked of corruption probably originating from the dizzy heights of Platini's private office.
The ref had just been lurking, waiting for the slightest excuse to brandish red at the (non)Italian underdogs and more was to follow.
My gorge was bile-rich and the fix was in for the "pure final".
Cor blimey!
It only goes to show the depth of emotion that this crazy game can excite!
Beautiful it wasn't but engaging or what?
There were three phases to the game: Pre-red card, Pre-goal, and the Raging Finale, all of which consisted of a whirling Barca probing incessantly with increasing levels of intensity in front of the unflinching Inter defence (their whole team actually) which never showed any sign of vertigo, or scoring a goal for that matter.
Whispers of the subtle arts of conspiracy were rife before the match with suggestions that the scheming Mourinho was masking his bus-parking intent with false injury claims, regarding the attacker Pandev's inclusion in the original eleven being superseded at the last minute by that of the defensive Chivu.
Inter did not surprise with their non-progressive approach and their determination to give no ground saw them accumulating cautions and Ibrahimovic changing out of his freshly "V-necked" shirt before he had got any sweat on it (insert Zlatan slacker joke here).
Then, out of nowhere, the referee played his match-defining card and it was eleven versus ten with an hour to go.
It was to be suggested afterwards, and with some reason, that Motta's exclusion played right into José's hands, justifying his defensive tactics and galvanising the troops.
And galvanised they were in not giving a sniff to Chavi and co throughout the rest of the first half save a superb Messi curled effort which César tipped round the post magnificently.
And that was as good as it got for Barca as they were limited to long-range efforts and half-hearted penalty claims until they actually scored with about ten minutes to go
That it was a night when defence ruled was underscored when it was Piqué who broke the deadlock with an outrageous bit of skill while the Inter defence screamed for offside.
This signalled the final phase and the sound of jangling nerves almost drowned out the baying of the fevered Catalan crowd.
The gob-smacking sight of Chavi giving away possession went down in the spotters' books before suddenly, in stoppage time, a clearance rebounded from Tourré's hand to the feet of Bojan and it was in the net before you could say "knife".
The final fix.
But no.
It was disallowed and my cynicism evaporated with Barca's will.
My view on The Key Decisions?
The Red Card: an appalling display of gullibility by the referee followed by an over-reaction commensurate with Busquet's death-throws as he tumbled to the ground.
Piqué's Goal: beautifully onside.
Bojan's "Goal": rightly disallowed.
Handball/ballhand is a murky grey area, rivalling offside.
It pivots on intent and after that it is qualified by all sorts of nuances most of which, especially when proffered by partisan ex-pros and pompous TV talking heads, are frankly ludicrous and tend to alter depending on the teams on view.
IMHO, when intent is ruled out, the advantage accrued from "ballhand" is the vital factor and no one should be seen to profit from such in any circumstance, except of course if he's an England international b>).
In the end, it was a titanic game and a victory for real blood and guts football which anyone who's played the game can identify with.
It needed Piqué's goal to ratchet the intensity up that final notch as it did Bojan's chalk-off to provide the ultimate piano-wire suspension of tension.
Of course, there have been the predictable complaints that "football is the loser" (barf!).
There is more than one way to play a game of football, as Barca should but probably never will acknowledge and Inter should not have to justify their right to defend the advantage that they earned in Milan.
Just because she's drop-dead-gorgeous doesn't mean she gets to waltz straight to the front of the queue.
Err...
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DeeScribe
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Posted - 23 May 2010 : 15:57:02
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OK, they're not the prettiest team every to wear the Champions League crown, but looks aren't everything, and Inter can rightly claim to be kings of Europe after a typically-efficient performance in the Final.
It was good for the competition that neither the English nor Spanish superpowers were involved - very short odds against that happening again any time soon - just to see someone different win the title.
And, having dispatched the English and Spanish champions totally on merit en route to the Final, few could deny Inter's right to be favourites to beat Bayern in the Bernabeu and even fewer could suggest the better side didn't win on the night.
For the neutral, perhaps a Bayern opener was what the game needed. But, as better teams than the Germans have found this season, you can get so far against the immaculately-drilled Inter - somewhere into the final third - then you come up against a big blue stripey wall.
And, without Ribery's ability to pick out a killer pass, Bayern's ability to find a way over or past the aforementioned wall was always in doubt.
Inter aren't all about "parking the bus", they're ruthlessly efficient at the other end - as witnessed by Milito's composed finish to a Route One first-half opener and a similar execution to clinch the trophy in the second half.
I don't know much about Milito - even if he's a regular in the Argentina team - but he's a real grafter as well as a good goalscorer, and you'd want to take a second look at Argentina for the World Cup if he's their centre forward, with Messi and Tevez either side.
But back from the future, there was no way back from two down against a Mourinho team.
Contrary to what Sky Sports team would have you believe, it wasn't quite all about The Special One. But he is a fantastic manager, both of his men - you can imagine them filing dutifully off the end of a cliff if he told them to do so - and of the way he sets his teams up. Inter weren't - and aren't - as good a team as Barcelona or Chelsea (we'll gloss over the fact I was so quick to write them off after their CL exit) but Mourinho found a way past them in a knockout competition. Allied to his players carrying out his instructions so efficiently, of course.
It looks like he will be leaving Inter - and what a way to go, as treble winners - for Real Madrid, and that will be a fascinating dynamic. The fear that his style of football won't be silky enough for the demanding Madrid crowd will surely prove unfounded. The current Real side narrowly missed taking La Liga from Barca and, with a couple of sturdy signings and Mourinho's genius, that could tip the balance of power. And I wouldn't be in a hurry to back against him winning Europe's top club prize with a third club. And, ultimately, a fourth one day to make him an immortal amongst immortals.
Tangentially, I'm not sorry that Sky don't have the rights to the World Cup. I'll miss some of the commentators - notably Martin Tyler - especially when subjected to some of ITV's cringeworthy jingoistic mikesmiths (although they're just as annoying without the constant England references), but the omnipresent Keys, Gray, Redknapp and Shreeves have long since started to grate on me.
The Saturday-night final was a good idea - in Monsieur Platini's case, even a blind pig will snuffle out an acorn eventually. Most - if not all - of the climaxes to the big sporting events occur at the weekend, and it's better for fans of the clubs involved.
It's a long old road to the CL Final, though - the first qualifying round towards Wembley 2011 actually starts before June is out!
BJH
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deecozimeblue
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Posted - 29 May 2010 : 16:07:46
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Well said Deesc.
Well it's all done and dusted for another year.
Another name cut into the cup as years of frustration and disappointment are finally brought to an end for a group of die-hard fans.
Wonder what that's like?!
Undoubtedly, Inter richly deserved their victory with a performance that highlighted Munich's big stage naivety, especially in central defence.
Whatever the Bavarians had been thinking when they shipped out Lúcio to Inter well and truly came back to bite them on the bum and as he, Samuel, Miacon and Zanneti showed them how it's done.
And there must even have been a flicker of wry admiration for such an assured display of defensive security from old Kaiser Franz, to temper his disappointment.
Before the game, talk of building a team around Robben had been gathering momentum.
He had seemed "well up for it" at the off cutting in with his electric pace onto his favoured left foot looking for the opportunity to let go a dip, upping the heart-rate some.
However, by the time the second goal went in all the old doubts about his "mental strength"* re-emerged when, shoulders drooped, he seemed anything but a player with the ability to take a game by the scruff.
In the end, his star waned to the extent that he finished up the second-best Dutchman on display not on the pitch, Schnider being light-years ahead of him in thought and movement, but on his own team as at least van Bommel fought on to the bitter end.
For me, Lahm was Bayern's stick out player.
It's no surprise to hear that in the absence of Ballack he will captain the Germans who must be dismayed at the lack of form displayed by their internationals in the side, notably Schwienstiger.
On the positive side for them, young Muller showed some promise and finished the match strongly when shifted out to the left, but overall you have to wonder where the German's goals are going to come from (it's difficult not to slip into WC mode).
Yes Munich missed the class of Ribery but it would have taken him and an ice-breaker to begin to buckle that accomplished Inter back four, plus Cambiaso - is he really not going to SA?!
And then, even if they did get past them they were faced with arguably the best goalie in the world at this moment.
Apart from the first fifteen minutes, when it looked as though we might have been in for a contest, Inter played well within themselves, content to watch Munich huff and puff about harmlessly in front of them.
When they did decide to go forward though it was with ruthless verve with Schnider the provider and exemplary centre forward play from the incisive Melito to whom everything stuck, who chased down every ball and gilded it all with two top drawer finishes.
With him along side Messi and Tevez, Samuel at the back, Argentina should be irresistible but watch Maradona** screw it up.
And The Special One?
A rather low-key night for him during hostilities as his team rarely looked like doing anything else but winning comfortably, all his work having been done before the kick off.
There was that slightly over long, media-concious beam as the caprices of the football gods threw him and Robben together in an unlikely embrace on the touchline during the first half.
(Then again, I thought Robben held on a second too long - the story of his night?)
But it was at full time that the stage was his, the TV director fearing to cut away from him lest we missed the slightest poignant arch of his lofty brow, the pundits feverishly decoding the nuances of his display of emotion as it crossed his ever-pursed lips.
He'd just won his second Big Cup FCOL!
And so it's onto the big gig at Madrid for him and, I fear, the end of my empathy for this mercurial spirit, such is my dislike of the ways of the Madridistas.
Or could it be that...
No, surely not!
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