Showing posts with label Liverpool. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Liverpool. Show all posts

Mar 6, 2013

The Lonely Position - Voodoo Goalkeepers!

By Lloyd Yaxley

For many athletes leading up to a game there are certain things they need to do to physically and mentally prepare.

The physical warm-up is pretty self explanatory - i.e. a basic warm up would be some jogging, stretching, catch some volleys, take a few collapses, collect some crosses, some kicking then maybe take some shots. Then its whistle and game time.

But what about the mental preparation? I know many young players get to the game, stand in goal, and have shots blasted at them before game time. Have they visualized the game? Have they mentally prepared for situations soon to be coming their way?


This week I want to talk about rituals, habits, and superstitions!

I was at the Washington Capitals game last night and had great seats right behind the net. It was great to watch Capitals goalkeeper Braden Holtby in his warm-up and throughout the game. At every stoppage he would spray his water in the air and then watch it as it falls from the sky then he would take a drink! I started looking further into his superstitions this morning and came across "Holtbyisms".

Watching Holtby made me think about myself when I played and the little rituals I had and still do have. So I wanted to delve further into little rituals that many pro goalkeepers have?


Myself, I always put my left socks, cleats and gloves on before the right, my gloves I strap-unstrap then strap again. Water goes in the bottom right of my goal and I would never touch the pk spot before kick-off. For those attending the Washington Spirit games you will get to see some of these little rituals I still do, even as a coach, including at the end of the national anthem stubbing my toe to the ground!

Iker Cassilas, after each goal that his team scores, touches the crossbar and  the jerseys he wears he cuts the sleeves off to make them short!

His Spanish colleague, Liverpool's Pepe Reina, has a list of superstitions starting the night before with a cheese and ham toastie along with a glass of wine. On Game day he goes to the same gas station and puts gas in his car even if it is not needed! At the ground he always parks in bay 39.

On game day Reina Says :
"When I cross the white line I have to do it twice with my right foot. Stepping on, then off and then back on again. For some reason – and probably not a very good one – it helps keep me calm."


"As I get to my goal, I go straight to the right post, bang my studs against it, then touch the crossbar, then bang my studs against the left post, then go back to the middle. Next, I take six steps to the edge of the six-yard box, another six steps to the penalty spot, another six to the edge of the 18-yard box and then do the same thing in reverse" 


He finishes by saying "Anyone who is watching must think i'm crazy, but it works for me!"


I could spend all day finding different goalkeepers' superstitions and there are plenty ranging from Shay Given taking holy water into his goal when he plays for Ireland to David James spitting on the wall before he goes out. In reality I think the last quote from Reina sums it up "it works for me". I'm not by any means saying to play at a higher level you need to have all these crazy rituals. What I am saying is to get to the next level you need to learn how to focus and calm your nerves before a game and become mentally tougher.

Thank you for taking your time to read this; please share any thoughts with me at @GKeepersUnited.


The Lonely Position: Introduction to Lloyd Yaxley

Jan 18, 2013

Top Soccer Hoaxes Revisited

Fictional Moldovan Teen Soccer Phenom

Listed at No. 30 on the then "Football's 50 Top Rising Stars" list by the British newspaper the Times, a fictitious 16-year-old teen soccer phenom from Moldova, Masal Bugduv, turned out to be a hoax born and perpetuated through online forums and even popular soccer news sites like Goal.com.

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Ali Dia - the greatest SCAM the Premier League has ever known 

In 1996 Graeme Souness immortalised himself in football folklore by falling for an amazing scam that resulted in him signing a player, so bad, that it made Harry Redknapps decision to buy Marco Boogers look inspirational. It all started when Ali Dia, a desperate 30 year-old wannabe, convinced his agent to phone the Southampton boss pretending to be World Footballer of the Year George Weah recommending his cousin (Ali Dia) as the next big thing.


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Fake YouTube Video Leads to $30 Million Dollar Transaction?


A 2010 story goes like this, Liverpool Football Club owners got duped by a fake YouTube video (see below) of Stewart Downing amazingly kicking five soccer balls into trash cans from a significant distance. The owners of the club ended up signing Downing to a $30 million dollar contract.


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Canadian Under-21 Team 'Victorious' in international tournament

A 1982 hoax consisted of a fake victory by a fake team in a non-existent tournament. The team, a Canadian under-21 club was reported to have won an international under-21 soccer tournament in Australia by defeating a Russian club, 1-0. A "here" was even named, you guessed it, the fake team captain of the 'winning' team.

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Best Viral Soccer Video (Not a hoax but similar enough)

A JogaTV spot seems to show then soccer superstar Ronoldinho (Brazil) demonstrating amazing accuracy by kicking a ball off the crossbar of the goal and receiving it back without the ball ever touching the ground. Although the Brazilian did have world class ball handling skills, this ended up being to good to be true to the many fans who fell for the viral video.

Aug 17, 2010

American Soccer Didn't Start with Pele: Part 4 of 7 Playing With the Big Guys: Amateur Soccer in the Early 1950s

Playing with the Big Guys: Amateur Soccer in the Early 1950's


Moving Up

Club teams normally moved up to the Second and First Division amateur ranks in Philadelphia. Our Lighthouse Junior team took a different path. We left the Lighthouse Club to play under the banner of the professional Philadelphia Nationals. We played as the Fairhlll S.C., kids playing against seasoned veterans, many who had learned soccer in their native lands. Whenever l am asked today by anxious parents if their kids should “play up,” I give the Fairhlll S.C. example. Some of us were only 16 years old playing against 30-year old men. We won the Second Division and then went on to win the citywide, prestigious Palmer Cup, symbolic of soccer supremacy in amateur soccer in Philadelphia.

Systems of Play

We often trained with the Philadelphia Nationals, observing and emulating the pros, and our skills and sense of the game grew apace. We never discussed tactics. By this time we had adopted the stopper or “Third Back,” known as the “W-M” system, a change introduced by Charlie Buchan, skipper of the great Arsenal teams in England in the early ‘30s. The W-M was designed to counteract the new Offside Law, and lasted for three decades until the Brazilians introduced the world to the 4-2-4 in the 1958 World Cup in Sweden. As a young GI, I saw Brazil play in that World Cup in Gothenburg, marveling at their skills with the ball, their dexterity, and their unusual formation with only two halfbacks.


Without coaching schools, soccer newsletters, papers like Soccer America and the NSCAA’s Soccer Journal, and almost all volunteer coaches--ex-players who coached from intuition, innovations took a long time to become reality. Soccer traditions die slowly, as we see even today as FIFA tinkers with the laws to increase scoring.

The Philadelphia Club Structure

Just as today, whole families involved themselves with soccer, but it was still a male-dominated sport. When the Fairhill S.C. met the First Division champion Kensington Bluebells in the Palmer Cup Final in 1950, we were the kids playing against the team of our fathers and uncles. The final, played at old Holmes Stadium went into double overtime when the younger legs prevailed 5-3. Our fathers and uncles talked about that game for years.

It eased the pain when some of us first-generation Scots-Americans played for the Bluebells the following year. The Bluebells discarded their veterans and filled the ranks with the kids. My brother and I were finally united with our father, the Bluebells’ trainer. We had taken another step up the soccer ladder--all within the Philadelphia club structure.

With the Bluebells in our first year, 1950-51, we were thrown into competition with seasoned players of Italian, Polish, Latvian, Lithuanian, Ukrainian, Armenian, and German descent. Just a few years removed from the end of World War II, soccer in Philadelphia took on an even more ethnic flavor as European immigrants flowed into the city. Many of the players had played top-level competition in “the old country” and immediately raised the caliber of play in Philadelphia’s amateur ranks. We now signed USSF forms, but with no cards and no photos, registration showed a more casual approach to the game than found today.

The Philadelphia First Division clubs had their share of characters in those days, seemingly missing from our do-it-by-the-book soccer of today. We seem unable to tolerate strong individualism, with players like “Cocky” O’Kane, whose crossed eyes became disconcerting to defenders trying to predict the direction of his passes. But call him “Cocky’ and you had an immediate brawl. There was “Chippy” McLaren, known for the deadly accuracy of his chipped passes, or “Sox” Flynn whose socks never stayed up, and “Dutch” from Germany. Even the team names had an international flavor--Juventus, Pulaski, Inter, Celtics, and the Polish Falcons.

The Foreign Touring Teams

This was a time in the late ‘40s and early ‘50s when the American Soccer League sponsored foreign touring teams, so we could see Liverpool F.C with the great Billy Liddell in 1948 and his long, weaving runs down the wing. But our real heroes were Bahr and McLaughlin who led the Philadelphia Nationals to three titles in four years, Hynes of the New York Americans, another Hall of Famer, and Ray McFaul and Gil Schuerholz of the old Baltimore Americans. Just a few years later in the mid-’50s, we were playing with Bahr and McLaughlin, the best players of their day. We were playing against the likes of Johnny Carey, great right half of the touring Manchester United and Max Morlock, German international with Nuremberg F.C. Nuremberg defeated the Philadelphia All-Stars in 1955 before 5,000 spectators by an 8-5 score, with Morlock scoring 4 goals against me. As youngsters, like the players on our U-23s and our US National Team today, playing against this level of competition gave us the confidence to take on anyone.

Trying Out for the Olympics

Some of us were selected to compete in the 1952 Olympic tryouts in New York and St. Louis for the team to go to Helsinki. National teams in those days were selected by a USSF National Selection Committee which conducted the tryouts. No ODP programs, no state or regional select teams, no U-17 or U-20 teams, no women’s teams--just a Committee with all the major regions, the colleges, and the Armed Forces represented. The Committee members selected players for the tryouts from their knowledge of the players’ innate talents and the Committee’s awareness of the need for geographic representation. Politics also played a role--”You put my player on and we’ll take care of yours.”

In the ’52 Olympic final tryouts in St. Louis, I played with Jack Dunn and Lefty Didriksen from our original Lighthouse team in a tough, two-game series representing the East squad. We played on the same team with John and Eddie Sousa, players I had watched in awe as a youngster when Ponta Delgada came to town. They impressed me with their willingness to share the ball, their soccer smarts with “the kids” in the tryouts, and their encouraging play. I made alternate-and felt proud to be there.

Throughout my youth career in soccer, I had played only two systems, either the 2-3-5 or the W-M with the stopper back. The 4-2-4, the 4-4-2. and the 4-3-3 were still to be invented. Coaches were ex-players, and coaching meant putting a team on the field. We always knew what we had to do. We never discussed systems of play or tactical play. With the amateurs we received spending money and even with the pros, we never received more than $35 a game. We were fit, technically adept, and competitive. We loved to play and most of us continued in long careers into our 30s. Cub soccer honed our skills, but school and college soccer brought us glory, brought out the spectators, and provided us with the education we needed to have a life beyond soccer.


Part 1 - “Street Soccer” Memories
Part 2 - Youth Soccer with the Lighthouse Boys Club
Part 3 - Philadelphia Junior Soccer in the 1940's
Part 4 - Playing With the Big Guys: Amateur Soccer in the Early 1950's
Part 5 - High School and College Soccer--Products of the Clubs
Part 6 - The Pro Game in the Early 50's
Part 7 - In Retrospect