The Other All-German European Final – Mönchengladbach v Frankfurt, 1980

GermanyComing 33 years after the first, the Wembley meeting of Bayern Munich and Borussia Dortmund in this season’s Champions League will be just the second all-German European club Final. Eintracht Frankfurt and Borussia Mönchengladbach contested that first one – the 1980 UEFA Cup Final – and the involvement of two Bundesliga sides at the sharp end told a story about the distinctive nature of that tournament. Two teams from one country reaching the Final was itself not especially unusual – England and Spain had provided both finalists in past UEFA and Fairs Cup Finals – but what stood out was the dominance by clubs from a single country to an extent not seen in any European tournament before or since.

1980 UEFA Cup FinalWhile the West German champions of the late 70s couldn’t quite match the English in the European Cup, the sheer strength in depth of the Bundesliga did lend itself to a virtual monopoly over the UEFA Cup. Three of the four semi-final places in the 1978/79 tournament were taken by German clubs with Borussia Mönchengladbach going on to win it for the second time in just four seasons. The German stranglehold on the competition would grow tighter still in the 1979/80 tournament. The holders progressed comfortably to the Quarter-Finals as did all four of the other Bundesliga entrants – Bayern Munich, Eintracht Frankfurt, Kaiserslautern and Stuttgart. It was an unprecedented feat to have five participants from one country in the last-eight of the UEFA Cup, especially as no nation had even fielded five entrants in the competition before – West Germany were given a fifth place only because Albania did not take up its allocation.

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Sofia Recriminations 1970

BulgariaIn the broader scheme of things, a barrage of rotten fruit and vegetables is not the worst welcome a national squad can face upon return from a disastrous World Cup tournament. The 1966 Italian squad famously suffered this indignity at Genoa airport, an angry crowd throwing ripe insults and overripe produce at their lazy, greedy and vainglorious players. No-one would have thought to label the group as unpatriotic or ideologically unsound though, and certainly no-one would have started an insidious persecution campaign against them as a punishment. After a disappointing tournament of their own four years later in Mexico, this was the sinister welcome Bulgaria’s players and coaching staff faced on their return to Sofia.

After winning an Olympic silver medal two years earlier in Mexico City, the Bulgarian Communist Party (BCP) had high hopes for the national team’s World Cup prospects in Mexico ’70. Olympic football was a sham though, dominated by eastern European nations through their generous interpretation of amateurism, and as a tournament it was no guide to World Cup form at all.

Some optimism could certainly be engendered by a good squad and a handful of excellent players: keeper Simeonov, full back Shalamanov, striker Yakimov and the attacking maverick Georgi Asparuhov were all well-respected players across the continent. Most of the same squad had played in Bulgaria’s disastrous 1966 tournament though, so they were hardly great white hopes. Yakimov and Asparuhov went back even further as veterans of the similarly underachieving 1962 tournament.

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Cha-Cha-Chátenaccio

BTLM was thrilled to learn that Helenio Herrera released a record called the ’Herrera cha-cha-chá‘ in his early managerial days in Italy. Tactician, icon, legend and now song and dance man too – was there no end to the great man’s talents? This one is a conceptually tricky idea to grasp though: Herrera’s stern, authoritarian demeanour didn’t readily suggest he could easily slip into loose-limbed crooner mode when he wanted a break from the daily grind of winning European Cups and bellowing mantras about sound defending loudly in the faces of his players.

It’s certainly very easy to forget that Helenio was actually born in Argentina, the country most associated with the tango. It’s historically known as the dance of smouldering passion and yet we know Herrera’s smouldering to be more of the barely contained fury kind. We don’t think any referees, players or journalists on the receiving end found it even a little bit sexy.

BTLM comes from a land that dances with swords and this might automatically disqualify our opinion, but we’ll venture one anyway. There is a certain, ordered, onomatopoeic structure to the cha-cha-chá which might have appealed to HH’s love of drilling and repetition; especially the part where big stashes of lire repeatedly cha-cha-chá ka-chinged their way into his bank account.

Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk, I’m a football man, no time to talk.

Opposition fans used to sing the ‘Herrera-cha-cha-chá’ ironically towards the bench during matches that Inter were losing, so perhaps it was the shame and the guilt of his alternative career that caused Herrera to change football history, adopt catenaccio and make sure Inter rarely lost under his stewardship. He just couldn’t handle the barbs about his stuttering delivery and limited chord range.

Despite concerted efforts to track down the offending piece of music, BTLM has failed to uncover it. If you can find any audio or video of Helenio singing this song, you will be doing our site a great musical service if you share it. We would be happy just knowing whether he even relaxed enough to undo a button on his sports jacket while performing it.

After literally 60 seconds of thought about even more unlikely combinations of serious football figures performing their national dance, BTLM conjured up the alarming image of a stony-faced João Havelange samba dancing on the front of a Rio carnival float, resplendent in crisp white shirt, tie and suit jacket up top and a too tight pair of Brazilian football shorts from the 70s down below.

See how long it takes you to shake that mental picture.

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Eric Batty’s World XI – The Sixties

A little while ago we took an affectionate look back here at the quirky football writer Eric Batty and the ever-fascinating World XI selections he published in World Soccer magazine between 1960 and 1992. In this post we’ll take a more detailed look at the players who rocked his stern world sufficiently in the 1960s to earn the ultimate accolade of “by appointment to Eric Batty.”

Eric’s first ever World XI was a real veterans team featuring seven players over the age of 30 and an average age higher than any future World XI. There was no argument with the selection of Puskas and Di Stefano in this, or a number of subsequent years, however some players like Hungarian keeper, Grosics, and full-backs, Bergmark and Nilton Santos, were past their best and their nomination perhaps reflected more their outstanding contributions to the game, rather than necessarily recent form.

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Elevens – Fabriqué en Belgique

With the World Cup 2014 qualifying campaign well underway, Belgium is attracting a lot of attention thanks to the emergence of a new generation of highly promising and expensively traded young players. The Belgians have had a second-rate national team since the mid-1990s, but with talent of the calibre of Eden Hazard, Axel Witsel, Vincent Kompany, Thomas Vermaelen, Moussa Dembélé and Romelu Lukaku available nowadays to trainer George Leekens, supporters can now realistically dream of a return to the nation’s successful 70s and 80s heyday.

For the latest in our regular Eleven series, BTLM takes a look through the best of the country’s football history to assemble our greatest ever Belgium team.

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The Brave Little Tailor from Fürth

GermanyA recent death that went unreported in England was that of the controversial West German referee, Rudolf Kreitlein, who died last August at the age of 92. For those of you unfamiliar with the man and wondering what relevance he should have here, Kreitlein should be remembered fondly, alongside Azerbaijani linesman Tofiq Bahramov, as England’s other, 1966 World Cup-enabling match official.

Kreitlein was in charge of the England v Argentina Quarter Final tie and went down in folklore as the man who sent off the Argentine captain, Antonio Rattin, because of the look on his face. The game swung away from the Argentinians without their captain and talisman and England snatched a win with a late Geoff Hurst goal. Kreitlein was a top-level official for just 6 seasons during the 1960s and sent off just two players in his career, yet both were very flawed decisions and both would spark much controversy.

Kreitlein was born in 1919 in the Bavarian city of Fürth and as a young man showed a keen aptitude for sport and a particular interest in football. Military service disrupted his career and towards the end of the conflict he was captured and put in an American POW camp. An arranger of matches between camp prisoners, Kreitlein would often referee these games too and this spurred an interest in officiating, as well as playing the game.

After the war, Kreitlein returned to work in Stuttgart as a tailor and played part-time with his local club until a knee injury ended his career in 1951. Determined to stay in the game in some capacity, he turned once again to refereeing. It was very much a part-time hobby for him, yet by the time of the inception of the Bundesliga in 1963, his reputation was strong enough to gain a nomination as a national referee.

That same year he officiated abroad for the first time in the UEFA Youth Tournament and was in charge of the England v Northern Ireland Final at Wembley. His stock continued to rise and by the 1965/66 season he was in charge of some of the biggest games on the calendar. A good performance in Milan when officiating Inter’s World Club Cup tie against Independiente led to him getting the nod to take charge of the 1966 European Cup Final in Brussels – easily the biggest game of his career to date.

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Shorts From The Soviet Union

Shorts!The latest post in our ongoing Shorts series collects up some quirky bits and pieces from 60s and 70s Soviet football. Пойдем!!!!

Russia Zenit St.Petersburg can claim Russian Premier Vladimir Putin among its supporters and it’s a club that in its various guises has always been well-connected politically. During its Zenit Leningrad incarnation, the club finished plum bottom of the Soviet Top League in 1967 yet still managed to retain top flight status. There was no precedent of similar benevolence being shown to other clubs in that position. The Soviet Federation rather spuriously explained why Zenit were a special case and deserved to stay among the Soviet elite. It was all about the city apparently. The February 1917 Revolution had recently celebrated its 50th anniversary and as Leningrad (or Petrograd as it was known at the time) had been the focus of the uprising, so it deserved a special status that was conveniently extended to its sporting institutions.

UkraineDiving and feigning injury remains a thorny issue in the contemporary game and those who retain a sense of righteous indignation about such shenanigans would probably loudly cheers the reaction of a particular Soviet journalist to such an event. When Celtic played Dynamo Kiev in the 1967/68 European Cup, Kiev’s Josif Sabo went down softly under a tackle from Bobby Murdoch and the Scot was sent off for protesting the decision going against him. Soviet sports writer, Yuri Vanyat, was so affronted by Sabo’s underhand tactics that he wrote a public letter to the Central Council of Sports Societies asking them to remove the player’s title of ‘Merited Master of Sport’.

UkraineMore on Dynamo Kiev’s Josif Sabo, a talented and creative midfielder capped 40 times for the Soviet Union during the 1960s. Sabo was something of a penalty-kick expert and not shy to boast about it. In 1973 he agreed to a penalty-taking challenge proposed by his club teammates in which he had to take and score ten successive penalty kicks. He duly stepped up and converted all ten. Sabo had won his challenge but suggested he carry on until one was missed. By the time a beleaguered Kiev keeper finally saved one, Sabo’s total stood at 73!

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A Misfortune Never Comes Alone – Benfica 1966, Part One

To the casual outsider, Benfica’s apparently successful 1966/67 season appeared to be just the latest in a long line of trophy-winning campaigns. With huge pride derived from Portugal’s third place finish in the 1966 World Cup, the club and its players were at the heart of a vibrant era for the nation’s game. Domestically, Benfica would take back the Primeira Divisão title from city rivals Sporting with ease, their sixth title success in eight seasons and the passport back into their beloved European Cup.

It wasn’t quite as simple and glorious a time as it appeared though. ”Nem tudo que reluz é ouro” is the Portuguese version of the English saying “All that glitters is not gold” and the surface glitter of trophy success and world-class players resplendent in the famous red jersey masked what was, in reality, the most deeply shocking season in the club’s history. Benfica would be hit first by a dreadful human tragedy involving one of their players in December 1966. “Uma desgraça nunca vem só” is another common Portuguese saying, translating as “a misfortune never comes alone.” Horrifically this was all too prophetic; only a matter of a couple of months later, and just as some sort of equilibrium was returning to the club, a second player tragedy would strike. This is the first of a two-part story looking back at those couple of fateful months.

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