Premier League Results - 17-20.04.08
Everton 0-1 Chelsea
Arsenal 2-0 Reading
Blackburn 1-1 Man Utd
Fulham 0-2 Liverpool
M'brough 0-1 Bolton
West Ham 2-1 Derby
Wigan 1-1 Spurs
A. Villa 5-1 B'mingham
Man City 3-1 P'tsmouth
Newcastle 2-0 S'derland
Barclays Premier League
Pos Team P W D L F A GD Pts
1 Man Utd 35 25 6 4 72 19 53 81
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2 Chelsea 35 23 9 3 60 24 36 78
3 Arsenal 35 21 11 3 66 29 37 74
4 Liverpool 35 19 12 4 62 26 36 69
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5 Everton 35 18 7 10 50 29 21 61
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6 A. Villa 35 16 10 9 67 45 22 58
7 P'tsmouth 35 16 9 10 48 36 12 57
8 Man City 35 15 10 10 42 40 2 55
9 Blackburn 35 13 13 9 45 43 2 52
10 West Ham 35 13 8 14 37 42 -5 47
11 Spurs 35 10 12 13 64 58 6 42
12 Newcastle 35 11 9 15 42 58 -16 42
13 Wigan 35 9 9 17 32 49 -17 36
14 M'brough 35 8 12 15 31 49 -18 36
15 S'derland 35 10 6 19 33 54 -21 36
16 Bolton 35 8 8 19 32 52 -20 32
17 Reading 35 9 5 21 37 65 -28 32
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18 B'mingham 35 7 10 18 40 57 -17 31
19 Fulham 35 5 12 18 32 58 -26 27
20 Derby 35 1 8 26 17 76 -59 11(R)
Styles got it wrong - again - at least twice!
My good friend Steffan Chirazi has recently started writing a football blog under the title "Jumpers for Goalposts", and amongst other items has posted this content regarding the bane of our lives - Rob Styles. Spurs were not the victims this time, but the nature of Steffan's articles are all-encompassing despite his Spurs affiliation. Look out for more such links in the remaining weeks of the season.
SOMETIMES, it’s a wonder how certain officials can wake up in the morning with a clear conscience. Perhaps Rob Styles never sleeps in the first place.
Perhaps, just perhaps, Rob Styles is a member of some sub-sect, a bio-mechanoid, a creature who needs no rest, who moves endlessly like a shark for fresh bodies on which to feed his insatiable desire for perversely poor decisions, arrogant, smirk-infested stares and generally masochistic tendencies.
During Blackburn’s 1-1 draw with Man Utd, Styles (who incidently looks like the sort of chap that enjoys a night out with his open neck shirt, gold chain, signet ring and a few floozies) got two clear-cut penalty decisions so defiantly wrong that even Stevie Wonder was hopping mad (watching a live feed in Los Angeles simply for the purposes of this column). And it is the repetitious nature of this arrogant manner and poor decision making by Styles which continues to irk everyone who suffers him.
He leaves the impression of a man who looks down his nose at players; no warmth, no attempts to work with them, only a driven desire to dominate their dirty little hides. This writer believes there’s a strong element of jealousy involved, as though he feels cheated, like he believes he should have a share of the playing spoils given the fact he walks the same turf week in week out. And perhaps Rob Styles thus feels that his only revenge on the Rooneys, Ronaldos, Lampards and entire Tottenham teams of this world is to deny them what’s right, wear that arrogant smirk and goad them to react so as he can theatrically brandish red cards.
Someone really needs to teach Styles and his ilk some basic man-management skills. How hard would it be for a referee to establish a cordial but firm rapport with each team prior to the match? How hard would it be for the officials to make sure that they address the players as human beings before each mach? How hard would it be to NOT look like a smug wanker from the first moment you’re seen on the pitch? And how hard would it be to show a little consistent communication? IF a player shows verbal dissent, take him aside, be polite, be firm and SPEAK to them about it. CALL the team-mate’s skipper over and appraise them of the situation.
Mark Halsey is a referee who appears to have undergone some sort of change in this direction, and as such he has managed to somewhat reduce his previously foul and egregious profile. Howard Webb appears to have a good balance, but if he’s not careful the gradual glare of the spotlight will force him into some sort of protective stance which will eventually become ego-mania. Ineed, the only grump who cuts the mustard for me is Steve Bennett, who basically manages to work with such a blank and cold film over his face that he must be a distant cousin of Star Trek’s Dr.Spock.
Of course referring isn’t easy, and today’s current crop of spoilt brats don’t always help matters, but the tragedy here is that when met with referees like Styles, you can almost understand some of the pathetic behavior displayed by players towards officials. No-one should work that hard during the week to see such endeavors undone by a smug, self-righteous and repeatedly erroneous referee. Let’s hope that come the summer, Keith Hackett at Ref Central pays attention to these issues and sorts out the arrogance of referees like Styles, the meekness of others like Mike Riley plus the blazing inconsistency they all show.
· Read the rest of "Jumpers for Goalposts"
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