Six of the best

Oh dear…

Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear…

Actually, I knew before the moment that the Premier League fixtures were announced that my team, West Bromwich Albion, the Mighty Baggies, were in for a rough ride this season. Yes, the opening six games of our fifth season in the top flight in nine years read like a who’s who of top four and top ten teams (Chelsea, Sunderland, Liverpool, Tottenham, Birmingham, Arsenal – with Bolton and Man U following swiftly afterwards), but West brom can hardly have been said to have cruised to promotion last season.

I was worried – even while the World Cup was going on – that we would be fighting so hard to hold on to any decent players we had, that we found ourselves with little time to actually strengthen the squad…

Strengthen? With a 25-player limit?

As it turns out, we held on to everyone except Valero and Koren. The former didn’t want to stay and the latter, for some, as yet unexplained reason, was not wanted. No matter. West Brom did something a little unusual during this close season in that it actually strengthened its team. A few potentially good signings, holding on to Graham Dorrans (non-home-grown, it turns out) and…

That’s when I saw the fixture list for the season.

Now, I must admit, I did find myself wondering something like this during the World Cup and watching England’s abject displays: why can’t we have some luck? Other teams have luck. Other teams win games on bad refereeing decisions. Other teams get Wigan for their opening game of the season. Other teams just ‘click’ and play a game of blinding perfection against vastly superior opposition and win three unexpected points that end up making the difference between relegation and survival. Why doesn’t West Brom?

The team plays good football… all right, that could be down to luck, I suppose. The lovely Tony Mowbray created a team that played ‘The Beautiful Game’ (regardless of the fact that we had no players of any real quality to pull it off) and now, the not so lovely Roberto di Matteo has harnessed that and added a bit of grit and practicality, making us a great team to watch when we are on the ball. It’s attractive in the build up and we can score the occasional goal. But we have to face facts. We are neither as flowing and skilful as the top half dozen teams, nor are we as gritty as the likes of Stoke, Bolton or Blackburn.

So, what have we got? It all looks a bit thin, to be honest. Damn it all, we probably won’t even beat Liverpool this season… In fact, after seeing their first game against Arsenal, I don’t think many will.

You see? A bit of luck. The archetypal yo-yo team times it perfectly to be in the Championship just when Liverpool are at their most shitty for 50 years and miss the opportunity to beat the smug bunch of humourless scallies.

I’d give a win over Wolves to beat Liverpool… Well, a draw, perhaps – let’s not get carried away. But even then – now – with the thoroughly pleasant and decidedly not completely bonkers Roy Hodgson in charge of Mersyside’s scumbags, beating them just wouldn’t be the same.

Not that we’re going to now, of course. They looked like a team of world champion sprinters on the break (except Carragher, of course).

No, the only thing West Brom can hope for over the next few weeks is that the thrashing we took last Saturday from Chelsea (6-0 for those of you living on Mars or in Liverpool).

The phrase ‘six of the best’ has come to be used more frequently of late as a precursor to a list of six really good things. Have we forgotten that it refers to being caned at school?

Well, corporal punishment may not be in our schools any more, but it is certainly alive and well in the Premier League. Let’s hope West Brom can learn the lessons necessary – and quickly – before teacher comes along and gives another half dozen.