Euro 2008 recently finished, and I’m glad that Spain won.
I managed not to watch a single match in this tournament, which sort of makes a mockery of my claim to be a football fan! I know that if I were back in England, I would have watched almost all of the matches, but with the late matches here starting at 2.45, almost the worst possible time, I decided against watching any of them. Particularly with England not being present, the tournament held little interest for me, and I would have had to make special trips to bars or pubs here to catch the games.
I maintain that I will only watch matches involving the Mighty Arsenal, and otherwise, I’ll only watch the more important games, such as the recent Champions League final, which are kindly repeated by the broadcasters here.
Instead, I took to watching Wimbledon, and tennis for me has always been the more obviously entertaining spectator sport. I can’t quite explain how football has this stranglehold over the worldwide audience, and for me, it’s somewhat down to the build-up of tension that other sports can never really match. But in matches that don’t involve teams that I care greatly about (such as the Euros), football often falls short on an aesthetic level. (Having said that, reports have shown Euro 2008 to be one of the best tournaments in recent years. Don’t ask me, I wouldn’t know.)
It’s down to the lack of teams these days that are willing to play the beautiful game as Pele intended. We have Chelsea, Liverpool, the direness that is the Italian national team as three teams that demonstrate that playing dirty and boring brings results. And on the other side, we have Arsene Wenger, stubborn to a fault, determined to play sexy football, and unfortunately for the neutrals, not bringing in the trophies for Arsenal. That’s why I’m in one sense glad that both Manchester United and Spain managed to prevail this season, as their players are always trying to play more entertaining football.
Tennis on the other hand, is generally a lot more beautiful to watch. We’ll leave the women out of it, as the ladies tournament is clearly a fashion tournament masquerading as a professional sport. In fact, the women’s game is excruciatingly bad to watch, and it’s no wonder that the Williams sisters made it again, since the other players are a complete disgrace as professional athletes. Even the top players manage to double fault almost consistently given any sort of pressure. It’s horrible that in Taiwan they only seem to feature the Chinese players on the women’s draw, since the men’s game is always of a far higher quality.
The men’s final between Roger Federer, five time Wimbledon champion, and Rafael Nadal, his closest rival, was absolutely thrilling and one of the most incredible sporting events I’ve ever seen. It was nail biting sports at its greatest, a wonderful twisting final that could so easily have gone either way (and repeatedly did). While I did expect Nadal to win, especially after the first set, I was hoping for Federer to somehow show his class and scrape a victory. He almost did, coming back from two sets down in two of the most nerve racking tie breaks in history, but Nadal held his nerve to claim the victory he deserved.
It’s incredible that despite still being just 26 years of age, and still the world number one, we’re almost talking about Roger Federer being finished. But the intensity and aggression in his play was never quite there. Federer is an incredible champion, and at his best he elegantly glides around the court like a tennis God, making the impossible look effortless. Undoubtedly, he will be remembered as one of the all time greats. But what seemed to be his destiny – to be remembered as the greatest is now in doubt, not least from the player who has just beaten him – still only 22.
After years of dominance, he finally has a rival in Nadal who not only has come of age, but who has developed a playing style that is perfectly tailored to counter him. Nadal isn’t afraid to change his game to beat Federer, but is Federer prepared to do the same? I felt really sorry for Federer during the game – he generally uses his elegant single handed sliced backhand to move his opponent around the court, to buy himself time to unleash his huge forehand. But against Nadal, it was practically useless. I felt sorry for a guy, whose only weakness (and it barely qualifies as a weakness) was being exposed again and again, with backhands hitting the net time and time again throughout the match. It very much looked like Federer was a one dimensional player, relying on his serve and forehand, and this is inconceivable for a player of such infinite talent.
Federer is undoubtedly the superior grass player, and if he is able to rebuild his game, I really hope to see him win at Wimbledon again. Critics and fans are beginning to doubt him, but should Federer come back and win the US Open, and retain his Number One ranking, eclipsing Pete Sampras is very much within reach. I’m really looking forward to seeing this unfold – to see the previously unflappable Federer have to fight for his right to be remembered as a great. The ball is in his court.
