Monday, November 09, 2009

We Are Not Amused

Having successfully avoided finding out the result for fully eleven hours, I settled down for complete but (very) delayed 90-minute coverage of today's First Round tie.

It honestly never crossed my mind that we might conceivably have lost.

Admittedly even world-class defenders might occasionally have struggled with the succession of long throws aimed squarely at the head of the giant Matthew Bailey.

However one might reasonably assume their teammates may have offered a bit more quality at the other end in return. We did not create a single clearcut chance against part-timers.

Two outstanding early saves from Darren Randolph suggested he was grabbing his first-team chance quite literally with both hands, but he royally screwed up in the 82nd minute to hand Victoria a famous win.

Despite Phil Parkinson's post-match comments, I had never sensed that Charlton lacked commitment as it happens, perhaps with only a couple of exceptions as outlined below.

That incredible first-half goalmouth scramble surely offered considerable evidence that the players were willing to put their bodies on the line.

Sam Sodje meanwhile notably neutralised much of Victoria's aerial threat in the second period, with a series of acrobatic leaps. It would be hard to make the case meanwhile too that the likes of Omozusi, Dailly, Bailey and Semedo were not 'up for it'.

Instead the most disappointing aspect was the total lack of quality on display by supposedly League One's second best team which with only a couple of exceptions, represented a first-choice eleven.

On the type of perfect pitch which might be considered a mid-November rarity in non-League, where was the controlled passing football which has launched us to that second place spot, even if it is quite clearly now highly flattering to us?

Returned to the starting eleven after a spell on the bench, this televised tie represented an ideal chance for Jonjo Shelvey to show viewers his worth.

Instead he pranced around as if the stage was too small for him, and by the time he was rightly withdrawn he was largely anonymous. As I've suggested before, he's miles away from Premiership quality at present, but it's not clear anyone has told him yet.

Izale McLeod had shown one or two decent touches in an odd lone striker role, but his 46th minute elbow was disgraceful and a three-game suspension surely awaits based on video evidence. It seems that it's not only in front of goal that the £1million+ striker neglects to utilise his brain.

In the wider scheme of things, this loss is largely meaningless beyond the near-term embarrassment. Wednesday's tie at Southampton represents a more realistic chance of a trip to Wembely of course.

Whilst a money-spinning Third Round tie might have beckoned in January, the League must remain the top priority.

But where today's defeat does have meaning, is in terms of providing more evidence that it was the first six League games of the season that were the 'blip', rather than the most recent nine. To use an economic term, there's little sign of a 'V-shaped' recovery right now.

Throughout the season Parkinson has attempted to accommodate four 'natural' central midfielders. Perhaps earlier in the season we had enough raw talent as well as the 'surprise' factor to win matches, but now we just look unbalanced and bereft of ideas.

I'm not smart enough to have the answers. Maybe just a couple of back-to-back wins will reveal it was just a temporary confidence problem after all, with little fundamentally wrong. But on today's display, this seems just a trifle optimistic.

Saturday, November 07, 2009

Northwich Victoria preview

Thanks to the wonders of inflight wi-fi aboard Virgin America, I’m penning this preview 35,000 feet above Chicago en route back to New York.

I never thought I’d be writing the words ’Northwich Victoria preview’, but once the reality of being involved in the FA Cup First Round set in, it was exactly the type of draw I wanted, not least because of the TV coverage and publicity it brings.

During the 1980s, I was a regular at Barnet during their crazy days under Barry Fry. Northwich Victoria were always regular opponents in the Conference, and indeed were a feature from its formation (as the Alliance League) in 1979 until ‘voluntary’ relegation to the Conference North in 2005.

Despite (or perhaps because of) playing in an impressive new 4,500 capacity stadium, they have suffered ongoing legal and financial problems in recent years. Their 15th position in the division is misleading due to their 10-point deduction following administration; without it they’d be lying 8th.

We are on a hiding to nothing of course, and the fact that we’ve never been humiliated by non-League opposition merely adds to the pressure to deliver a professional performance.

Even without this Cup draw, Phil Parkinson would already be feeling just a hint of pressure even with his newly extended contract. Focusing too much on our 2nd position in League One threatens complacency, because our form during the past nine games has been barely better than relegation form.

Indeed whilst there have been enough positives this season to offset the recent dip, the longer it continues the louder will be those suggesting those first six games were little more than good fortune.

After all, even with those six wins, Parkinson’s record is 52 points from 43 games since he took over on a permanent basis. Strip them out and it’s a shocking 34 from 37 games. Six wins in a row can cover a multitude of sins, but not that many.

Frustratingly, I know that those six wins weren’t merely good fortune because I saw most of them with my own eyes, and we were damned impressive. We played with fluidity, pace and heart, and perhaps only the wins over Leyton Orient and Wycombe might have finished as draws.

Lloyd Sam’s finish to a superb team goal against Brentford should have been a warning shot to the rest of the division. Instead it marked the peak of our fortunes, from which we have very rapidly descended.

Injuries haven’t helped of course, whilst the three loan signings have begun to bring awful reminders of mistakes made last season. In mitigation, Parkinson probably had little choice in this case such is the lack of resources.

However the core midfield which had been a crucial part of those six wins has largely been unaffected, so the obvious conclusion is that other teams have found us out and we’ve not responded. After all, the likes of Bailey, Shelvey, Racon and Sam should be head and shoulders above most opponents they face in this division, and none has been affected by injury.

Not coincidentally meanwhile, the goals have dried up. After 15 goals in those first 6 games, we’ve managed only a goal per game since and the trend is getting worse. In the most recent six games, we’ve fired three blanks whilst of the four goals we scored, one was a calamitous own goal, and another a penalty.

Whilst it would be nice to have a pair of Cup runs in the FA Cup and Johnstone Paint Trophy, it may be sensible for Parkinson to use the matches to experiment in order to address the problems outlined above.

With a massive home game against MK Dons next weekend, followed by eight more League One matches in the five weeks before the new year, we may need to get our priorities right.

NY Addick predicts: Northwich Victoria 1 (Danks), Charlton 2 (Wagstaff, Bailey). Att: 4,029.

Wednesday, November 04, 2009

Running Up That Hill

"If you're going to San Francisco, be sure to wear some flowers in your hair." (Scott McKenzie)


...or in my case, sellotape some to my forehead.

With just four weeks of my US residency left, it didn't take much to persuade me to make a short trip to my favourite city in the world, San Francisco. I wasn't sure when I'd get the chance again.

At least I find flying West doesn't provide anything like the same jet lag issues as flying East, which is usually enough to leave me out of sync for several days.

It was perfectly smooth too, and with barely a cloud obscuring the view from coast to coast, it was a treat to witness again the incredible vastness of this country.

The Rocky Mountains looked particularly beautiful, dusted with the first traces of early winter snow.

As I often tend to do after arriving for a trip, my first task after checking into the hotel was to don my running shoes, and rediscover the city.

Running is not a topic I've written much about on this blog. I think its joys are something you either appreciate or you don't, and writing about it might be akin to 'dancing about architecture' as someone once described music.

However it's a very important part of my life, and the ultimate antidote to most of my ills.

Stressed and anxious? A run will clear my head. Lacking energy? Paradoxically perhaps, a run will provide a boost. Early signs of a cold? A run seems to ward it off.

I've never done a marathon, although I did admire the New York runners last weekend. The sight of the elite men bounding past like gazelles after 19 miles is truly a thing to behold.

However if there's one thing that winds me up when I tell someone I'm a runner, it's the inevitable question, "Have you ever done a marathon?" (I haven't and don't intend to).

Why is it that if you told someone you enjoyed driving for example, their follow-up question wouldn't typically be, "So have you ever done the Paris to Dakar rally then?". It doesn't need to be taken to excess to be enjoyable and rewarding.

As it happens I was fortunate enough to be able to run in Paris last week (although not Dakar), a city which richly rewards with its stunning architecture and its awe-inspiring boulevards.

Paris also virtually guarantees you will pass beautiful women at an extraordinary rate. Just in case you thought bpm only stood for 'beats per minute' in a runner's vernacular, for others like me with higher goals there's also a target 'birds per minute' to aspire to.

However Paris probably ranks no.2 in my all-time great cities to run in, just behind San Francisco and its hills.

New York would probably be no.3, although it's mainly confined to Central Park which admittedly can look pretty special on a crisp autumn day. Washington DC with its abundance of city centre greenery and iconic images of political omnipotence, would probably be a close 4th.

The thing about running in San Francisco is that however fit you thought you were, you're not. You're also guaranteed to not be able to walk for several days, ironically because of the hills you run down, rather than up.

As regular runners will know however, the thing about hills is that they offer a reward at the end, namely the view that evolves behind you as you bust your lungs.

My reward tonight as the photo shows was a cruise ship going past Alcatraz, taken from the top of the wonderfully named Nob Hill. For once there was no fog rolling in to ruin the experience.

Now where did I put the Nurofen?

Friday, October 30, 2009

Carlisle preview

You have to admire the hardiness of the 527 Charlton fans making the 660 mile round trip to Carlisle.

For fans aged below thirty, this fixture is yet another otherwise meaningless Northern away day. However for their more experienced brethren, it has all the romance of a candlelit dinner for two.

In both 1981 and 1986, promotion was sealed for the Addicks at Brunton Park. In the case of the latter, it sealed a remarkable season in which Lennie Lawrence’s new-look side somehow managed to maintain momentum despite the destabilizing impact of leaving The Valley.

The special togetherness and bond between fans and players which still exists today, owes much to that season and the refusal of either to lose hope that a better future would lay ahead.

For a town hovering on the edge of some of England’s most beautiful countryside, Carlisle is a surprisingly rough place, with football fans to match.

Poor Nicky Bailey is likely to fill the ‘brunt’ (no pun intended) of their wrath on Saturday thanks to an incident whilst playing for Southend, during a vital late-season fixture in 2007/8.

Carlisle joined the Football League in 1929, and did not achieve their first promotion until 1964. A heady decade followed and culminated in a single appearance in Division One in 1974/75, finishing bottom.

Their experience since then has been bleak, particularly a dire spell from 1998-2004 in which they finished 23rd, 23rd, 23rd, 22nd, 17th, 22nd and 23rd respectively during seven consecutive Division Three campaigns.

Although goalkeeper Jimmy Glass’ heroics saved them once, they were finally and deservedly relegated to the Conference in 2004, before bouncing back with two straight promotions to the level they now find themselves in.

Play-off semi-final defeat to Leeds in 2008 marked the peak of their fortunes, and they narrowly avoided relegation last season finishing 21st, just one point above relegated Northampton thanks to a last-day home victory over Millwall.

Averaging just a point per game so far this season, there is little to suggest that 2009/10 will be anything other than another relegation dogfight. Brentford, Exeter, Brighton and Norwich have all left Brunton Park with the points this season, suggesting that travel fatigue cannot be used as an excuse by Phil Parkinson’s men.

Having been gifted the lead at Priestfield on Saturday, it was disappointing to lose defensive concentration just minutes later and give up two much-needed points. Phil Parkinson used the adjective ‘pleased’ to describe the point gained, a word he seems to be overusing given our rather dodgy recent form.

The draw did extend our unbeaten run to four games, but there is no denying that the momentum garnered by those extraordinary first six games, was firmly lost with the visit of Alan Pardew’s Southampton side on 12th September.

The subsequent accumulation of just 11 points from the 8 games since has been something of a ‘reality check’, and now injuries are beginning to take their toll.

The injury to Rob Elliot is highly unfortunate given he has proven himself to be a most able shot-stopper, even if he needs to improve his goalmouth presence.

With Darren Randolph largely unproven, it would be no surprise to see on-loan Carl Ikeme make his debut. This will no doubt please the Carlisle fans who witnessed the Nigerian concede six on his last visit to Brunton Park, whilst on-loan at Stockport.

At right-back there is another mini-crisis with continued doubts over Fraser Richardson (although he always seems to pull through), and an injury to understudy Chris Solly. If Richardson is not passed fit, Kelly Youga will presumably move to right-back with Grant Basey filling the gap on the left.

Jonjo Shelvey was again left on the bench on Saturday, a decision likely to be reversed in my view as Izale McLeod reverts back to the bench in favour of a 4-5-1.

Thus I think Parkinson will line them up as follows: Ikeme, Youga, Basey, Sodje, Dailly, Bailey, Shelvey, Semedo, Sam, Racon, Burton. Subs: Randolph, Llera, Spring, McLeod, Mooney, Wagstaff, Tuna.

NY Addick predicts: Carlisle 1 (Dobie), Charlton 2 (Burton, Shelvey). Att: 6,891.

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Gillingham preview

Reading through all of the lovely comments after my last post was a humbling experience.

I'm not sure if and how I want this blog to continue, but for the timebeing I will plough on.

I wasn't intending to call it a day until we returned home on a permanent basis anyhow, so I feel a little like someone who wakes up in the middle of their own funeral as the tributes are being read out.

Ironically as I'm now back in the UK without the family, I suddenly have a bit of spare evening time to write a preview.

Unfortunately I won't be at the Priestfield Stadium. I would have struggled to get a ticket in the Charlton end, and whilst I am not particularly averse to watching matches from the opposition stands, it looks as though even they will be sold out.

Anyhow for perhaps the first time in my life where a decision involving possible attendance at a Charlton match is concerned, I've shown admirable maturity and will instead be viewing some potential rental properties.

Indeed if a spell abroad has taught me anything about my love for the club, it's the realisation that missing games really isn't the end of the world.

Whether or not I will feel the same way when home games are only an hour's drive away again remains to be seen, but I suspect many regular match goers might surprise themselves when they realise how little they would actually miss it.

I've only made one trip to Gillingham (for a preseason friendly in the 1990s if my memory serves me right). It was certainly an eye-opener to learn that not all of the county of Kent looks like Royal Tunbridge Wells or Sandwich.

The Gills have never been a true local rival in my eyes, but a useful repository for former Charlton players no longer good enough or young enough for the mighty Addicks.

Even a number of their former managers have Charlton connections, including Keith Peacock and Mike Flanagan. Those with longer memories meanwhile will recall that Andy Nelson was Gillingham manager before joining Charlton in May 1974.

A swift look at their squad list hammers home the point....Simon Royce, Barry Fuller, Mark McCammon, and Rashid Yussuff all failed to make the grade at The Valley, although Royce served as a useful understudy during two spells.

Infact, I'm probably doing him a disservice. During the relegation season of 1998/1999, during which Sasa Ilic dominated the keeper's jersey until the turn of the year, Royce played eight matches and kept four clean sheets.

The talented but erratic Andy Petterson saw out the final few games of the season, before Curbs swiftly and sensibly signed Dean Kiely. The rest as they say, is history although for Petterson it was a complicated one.

Unless my data sources are playing a cruel trick on me, he was on the books of fully fifteen more clubs after leaving Charlton, making first team appearances for ten of them. Is this some sort of record?

Until the current decade, Gillingham's entire league history had been played in the bottom two divisions, and they even suffered the ignominy of spells in non-League.

Their most famous fixture was surely the astonishing Wembley play-off defeat to Manchester City in 1999, which for some clubs might have been impossible to recover from.

They conceded two goals in the final minute, having gone 2-0 up in the 81st and 86th minutes respectively, going on to lose on penalties.

In light of the riches that City now enjoy, one wonders how different they may have looked today, without Paul Dickov's late equaliser back then.

Nonetheless the Gills bounced straight back the following season under Peter Taylor, beating Wigan in the same fixture and thus winning promotion to the League's second tier for the very first time.

They managed respectable finishes of 13th, 12th and 11th under player-manager Andy Hessenthaler (Taylor having left for a disastrous spell at Leicester), before a 21st place finish was the precursor to relegation in 2004/5.

As seems to be a common occurrence (now afflicting Charlton), it required a further relegation in their case back to League Two, to permit a degree of stabilisation.

Current boss Mark Stimson joined in November 2007 after considerable non-League success with Grays and Stevenage Borough, and eventually turned their momentum back round.

He was not able to avoid relegation during his first season (despite some help from Chris Dickson), but they bounced straight back via the play-offs helped naturally by an ex-Charlton connection, this time Josh Wright.

Wright incidentally is now enjoying regular first-team football with mid-table Championship side Scunthorpe, victors over Newcastle in midweek. The decision to let him go was understandable perhaps given his rumoured fallout and midfield competition, but letting him go for nothing remains somewhat bizarre.

Gillingham's League One form this season is all over the place, with just one point gained away (at Walsall), but ominously only four dropped at home.

Wins over Swindon, Exeter, Millwall and Wycombe have helped push them to a respectable 16th position, suggesting that Stimson acknowledges that their home form alone may be enough to keep them up this season.

Pint-sized striker Simeon Jackson continues to win the plaudits, and in common with the above theme, all of his seven goals this season have come at home.

It is not clear whether Phil Parkinson's interest in the striker was real, or a cheeky riposte to the Gills' renewed interest in Dickson. Nonetheless let's hope he tries 'too hard' to make a point, rather than let his obvious natural finishing ability do the talking.

The 2-1 Valley win over Huddersfield was extremely timely, briefly catapulting the Addicks back to the summit of League One despite just two wins in seven.

As I suggested in my preview to that game, Jonjo Shelvey was sacrificed to allow a 4-4-2 offering Izale McLeod a first start which he grabbed with both hands (or one head in this case).

The second half return of Jose Semedo was the biggest boost however, the Portuguese is arguably the team's most important player.

If he is 100% match fit and with Gillingham's home form in mind, I would expect us to revert to 4-5-1. I'm not sure the formation was the problem in recent matches, but his absence from it.

Thus I expect us to line up as follows: Elliot, Richardson, Youga, Sodje, Dailly, Semedo, Bailey, Racon, Shelvey, Sam, Burton. Subs: Randolph, Llera, Basey, Wagstaff, Spring, McLeod, Mooney.

NY Addick predicts: Gillingham 1 (Jackson), Charlton 2 (Burton, McLeod). Att: 8,498.

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Homeward Bound

"Maybe tomorrow, I'll want to settle down. Until tomorrow, I'll just keep moving on." (The Littlest Hobo, 1979)

I fly back to London later today for a business trip, a precursor to a permanent move back home in six weeks' time. Our time in New York is rapidly coming to an end.

Upon the fifth anniversary of our move to the Big Apple, I wrote a piece from the heart about the experience we had enjoyed here.

I am relatively sanguine about the prospect of leaving. I've increasingly become conscious that Manhattan is a place for the young, single (or at least childless) and the rich, or preferably all three at once.

Given that I am none of the above, our time here has thus reached a 'natural' end. It is time for the next chapter in our lives.

Certainly when one finds that weekdays are more enjoyable than weekends, it's time to reevaluate one's life situation. Since our second son was born, I've coined the phrase "Monday morning is the new Friday night."

Admittedly he has been a very difficult baby, which has not helped matters. If I took him on a tour of the country's secondary schools, teenage pregnancy rates would plummet; this kid could do more for population control than the condom.

Fellow New Yorkers with young kids tend to make life more bearable, by finding a suitable weekend escape from the city whether to parents in the suburbs, or perhaps a second home (hence my comment above about the rich).

The obvious transitional step would be to move as a family to one of those suburbs, but we figured we'd feel isolated without fully buying into the whole American lifestyle.

Moreover if we considered it likely that we'd eventually move home anyhow, it's surely fairest to the kids to do it before they reach school age, than when they're settled into schools and amongst friends. They will however retain their (dual) citizenship which pleases me.

We'll thus avoid the horror of their American accents, as well as the ignominy of developing our own mid-Atlantic twang, the tell-tale sign of an expat who overstayed.

Living abroad brings a new and generally positive perspective to Blighty meanwhile, which for all its drawbacks still firmly remains 'home'.

I have missed the UK's humour and quirks, whilst life away makes you appreciate institutions like the BBC that are often taken for granted.

It is a hellishly expensive country to live in of course, but it lacks the rampant commercialism which pervades so much of life in the US. One can live with less 'fear' back home.

It saddens me however that there seems to be a pervasive thread of nastiness running through UK life these days, although I wonder how much of it is media-driven. There always seems to be the threat of violence lurking, imagined or otherwise.

Our well-developed tradition of self-deprecation and irony can easily be interpreted in a destructive way, when left to those too ignorant to appreciate it, especially teenagers it seems.

America has enough of its own problems of course, grinding inequallity being the worst (as best exemplified by its healthcare system) but it seems to have greater pride in its history and traditions. This may just be by virtue of its relative youth.

Philanthropy is an integral part of life here, not an occasional £20 donation to someone running a marathon.

We will leave behind good friends, but rejoin old ones as well as some we made in New York, who themselves since returned back to the UK.

After over five years of perhaps the purest urban experience in the Western world, we are keen for a quieter life as we seek to find somewhere new to live.

The mother-in-law has declared her nervousness about motorway driving, which led me to enquire about long-term stays at the Travelodge at Toddington Services (rooms very small unfortunately, and noisy too).

Realistically we intend to settle somewhere in The Chilterns, an area we researched thoroughly when we were back in August, and liked very much.

Indeed I recall there used to be an enthusiastic official Chiltern Addicks club, so perhaps this can be the catalyst for its reformation?

I'd be sadder about leaving New York, if I wasn't fairly certain that I'd be back on a regular basis, hopefully as often as several times per year.

My much-loved runs in Central Park will be something to look forward to and savour, rather than snatched inbetween nappy changes and bottle feeds.

Although I remain somewhat undecided, it also feels like the right moment to bring this blog to a close.

Writing it has felt like a chore in recent months, and frankly I no longer have the time. There are plenty of excellent newer ones, as well as sites like Charlton Life to fill any small gap that this blog might leave behind.

By way of example, it's taking me so long to write my piece about Richard Murray approaching the Dragon's Den for new investment, that they've already found another £7million. It's certainly taken the edge off some of Duncan Bannatyne's more biting observations.

Living abroad has also hopefully given a different and interesting perspective to Charlton matters, as well as other subjects that I occasionally turn my hand to.

Moreover for the blogging fraternity, the past few years will surely be looked back on as the halcyon days, for those keen to provide incisive and thought-provoking debate.

Two relegations and five managers have provided considerable fuel, occurring after fifteen years of near linear progress that must have been terribly dull to opine upon.

Equally it's no surprise that this season's table-topping exploits have been the least interesting to write about for me. Much easier to write about things going wrong.

The blog meanwhile has allowed me to meet dozens of interesting, friendly and equally passionate fellow supporters. Ironic that I had to move nearly 4,000 miles to achieve this.

Until moving to New York, supporting Charlton had been virtually a solitary pursuit. Hopefully these connections will become stronger as my attendance at matches increases.

Strangely enough, writing reports on the occasional matches I've actually seen live has been one of the least satisfying aspects of the blog.

I want to just go to enjoy them again, rather than cheekily taking notes on my Blackberry like a budding young reporter.

Perhaps the rumoured takeovers by David Sullivan or a consortium fronted by Dennis Wise will provide new excitement, but both leave me stone cold and even less interested.

Either way I'll probably keep the blog alive for the occasional brain dump because sometimes when the Guinness has kicked in, I just can't help myself. However let's be honest, Berkhamsted Addick doesn't quite have the same ring to it does it?

Friday, October 16, 2009

Huddersfield preview

The two most overused words in football are probably ‘important game’, but tomorrow’s fixture against Huddersfield is definitely an important game for the Addicks.

Despite three games without a goal, and just one win in our last six, we will nonetheless go back to the top of League One with a victory over the 8th placed Terriers.

By way of a timely reminder that it’s vital to check the club website before writing a preview, the club has signed striker David Mooney from Reading on an ‘emergency loan’.

Somehow the term ‘emergency’ conjures images of the player arriving at the training ground in a police convoy with sirens blazing. It can’t do much for Izale McLeod’s fragile confidence either when the mere thought that he might start a League match is considered cause for an emergency.

Following an excellent start to the season which saw Lee Clark’s men firmly installed as an early candidate for a promotion push, Huddersfield have fallen away somewhat in recent weeks.

Four wins and a draw from their opening six games (including a 7-1 thumping of Brighton), have been followed by a lackluster spell similar to Charlton’s, also managing just one win in their most recent six.

Despite averaging just a goal a game during their most recent half-dozen matches, they remain second highest scorers in the division with 23 goals, five more than Leeds.

Somewhat surprisingly they are second highest-scorers behind Norwich City who lead the way thanks to 21 goals in just their last 9 games, and 24 overall.

Bookmakers have woken up to the form of the Canaries, installing them as clear fourth favourites to win promotion; I wonder how many punters backed them after their opening day 7-1 defeat?

Over a third of those Huddersfield’s goals this season have been scored by teenage starlet Jordan Rhodes. The powerful striker joined from Ipswich after a successful loan spell at Brentford, and his eight-minute hat-trick against Exeter last weekend (all headers) has doubtless already assured him cult status in Yorkshire.

Just like last weekend’s visitors Oldham, I have only made a single trip to Huddersfield and it also coincided with an unhappy opening day fixture, this time a 2-0 defeat in August 1996.

Keen historians will be aware of Huddersfield’s proud early history, winners of three consecutive League titles from 1924-26, initially under the stewardship of Herbert Chapman before he departed for Arsenal and led the Gunners to 1930s domestic football domination.

Five more top three finishes followed either side of the Second World War, but in a way not dissimilar to Charlton, they began to decline in the early 1950s and since relegation to Division Two in 1956, they have spent just two seasons back in the top flight (1970-72).

Three relegations in just four seasons immediately followed, and despite two subsequent spells back in the second-tier, they have spent the majority of the past four decades in the bottom two divisions.

Things began looking up in 1994 however when their fabulous new stadium opened, a oft-forgotten lesson therein for dozens of clubs who did not appreciate that new stadia can be both modern and interesting.

We will not visit again until late-March, but in the meantime Phil Parkinson must find a way to win matches again after a spectacular start.

Some unfortunate injuries notwithstanding, it was inevitable that teams would begin to formulate a game plan to neutralize the dynamic 4-4-1-1 formation which garnered those six early wins.

This is partly because for all but the most organized League One clubs, the scouting file labeled ‘Charlton Athletic’ will have been understandably empty during those early fixtures. We are less of a surprise package now.

Fans including me have spoken of the need for a ‘Plan B’. So far this season Parkinson has only opted for a 4-4-2 formation for example in the latter stages of matches.

The Oldham manager spoke of their deliberate attempt to mark Jonjo Shelvey out of the game, and indeed despite the youngster’s talent, I’ve long felt that he may need to be the player sacrificed in any such ‘Plan B’.

After all there’s no point having a player in a ‘free role’ if the opposition have him shackled. He does not yet appear to have the discipline to play a central midfield role in a traditional midfield quartet.

Losing the vital Jose Semedo has clearly unbalanced the side, both for his role in shielding the defence as well as his willingness to let the likes of Therry Racon, Nicky Bailey and Shelvey pull the creative midfield strings.

If the Portuguese remains absent, it may be preferable to move Bailey inside to firm things up in central midfield alongside Racon or Matt Spring, whilst using Grant Basey’s natural left foot and defensive discipline to provide width.

Perhaps using McLeod’s pace from the start alongside Deon Burton or the 6ft+ Mooney will force the Huddersfield defence onto the back foot, and provide gaps for the late arriving likes of Bailey and Racon to exploit.

In this way, rather than the introduction of McLeod from the bench being the preferred alternative attacking threat to tiring defensive legs, instead the unpredictability of Shelvey would offer a late-game option if required.

Having said all of that, I expect them to line up as follows: Elliot, Richardson, Youga, Llera, Dailly, Spring, Racon, Bailey, Sam, Shelvey, Burton. Subs: Randolph, Semedo, Solly, Basey, Tuna, Mooney, McLeod.

NY Addick predicts: Charlton 1 (Bailey), Huddersfield 1 (Rhodes). Att: 16,881.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Financial Meltdown, Part II


”I have enough money to last me the rest of my life, unless I buy something.” (Jackie Mason)

Having discussed the build up to the boom in Part I, Part II will focus on its bursting and the challenges it brings.

One of my favourite pithy ways to summarise the past few years, is to emphasise that if the good times never ended, then they’d just be called the times.

The key assumption that asset prices could only rise, was prevalent throughout the boom.

If this were indeed true (and not merely in ‘good times’), then the rational course of action was to maximise asset accumulation, and not concern oneself with the servicing of the debt thereon.

This mad rush to borrow to purchase assets was observable not only at the individual level (think of the ‘buy to let’ phenomenon), but also the corporate level (eg. Lehman Brothers) and even the level of an entire sovereign nation.

Consider the amazing case of Iceland for example. For decades it enjoyed a peaceful and prosperous existence, thanks to its abundant fishing industry, natural geothermal power and its vital Cold War military location halfway between the US and Russia.

So what on earth persuaded the Icelandic people that what the world really needed from them was their banking prowess?

Nonetheless during the course of just a decade, its three major banks (Kaupthing, Landsbanki and Glitnir) managed to build up an asset base equivalent to more than eight times the size of the entire Icelandic economy.

As the Icelanders and many others are now finding out, much of the apparent prosperity of the last decade has been a chimera created by borrowed money. Even those that were sensible with money benefited indirectly, from the spending of those that were not.

Credit served its short-term purpose, offering a glimpse of prosperity that hasn’t been earned yet. However given that debt is merely consumption brought forward, borrowers must now retrench and those bills now have to be paid.

The economy has thus plunged into recession and when it slowly emerges and returns to a degree of normalcy, it will be less dynamic than before (more about this in Part III).

We have only avoided a 1930s style outright depression through the partial replacement of lost consumption with government spending.

Via a globally-coordinated plan, much of the debt overhang in the private sector (especially at the banks) has been replaced by debt at the public level.

This has been both explicit via outright nationalisation, and implicit via a myriad of complex asset guarantee schemes (some of which may hopefully never actually be required).

In addition governments around the world have embarked on stimulus packages, in order to act as a source of new exogenous demand to fill the black hole left by lower consumption.

The policies enacted so far can probably be described as one of the finest ‘deferrals’ of major problems in modern times. After all this extra government spending must eventually be paid for by higher taxes, higher debt interest or some form of money debasement (inflation).

This fiscal spending boost is temporary, but if it were channelled more towards infrastructure projects or education, then there would at least have been some long-term benefits to the younger generations upon whom the bulk of the debt burden will now fall.

Instead the government has tended to prefer short-term measures like the car scrappage scheme, effectively a handout with no discernible long-term benefit.

Allowing the irresponsible to fail, or investing public money in long-term projects whose benefits may not be seen immediately, is politically unpalatable it seems.

Why was taxpayer money spent for example on repaying UK depositors in those Icelandic banks, despite the warning signs? Where instead is the refund on interest foregone for those savers who sensibly deposited money in more staid institutions? This is ‘moral hazard’ gone mad.

However for the timebeing the presence of an overbearing government in the economy, has been described as being akin to having a “..bear in a canoe..” You’d rather he wasn’t in there with you but if he jumps out now, the canoe will capsize.

Government debt in the UK is projected by the Treasury to peak at 80% of GDP. If the average interest rate on this debt is just 4%, merely servicing this debt will cost the government as much as the combined 2009 budget for education and defence alone.

In a recognition of tough times ahead, it is already clear that the forthcoming UK General Election will have austerity measures at the very heart of campaigns.

I will discuss the implications of the sudden increase in government indebtedness in Part III, but I find it somewhat comforting that this issue is already being debated so publicly.

At least whilst the politicians may be both greedy and stupid, it seems they are reassuringly not mad too, collectively recognising that we must take some considerable pain now to avoid even worse calamity later.

Structural long-term unemployment is likely to remain uncomfortably high though, with all of the social problems it brings.

Just as the benefits of the boom were not evenly distributed, neither will be the costs of its unravelling. The large (but so far irrelevant) boost in support for the BNP can be seen in this context.

For unemployment to fall materially, it requires real GDP growth to exceed the rate of productivity growth plus the rate of growth of the population available for work.

Yet it is now clear that much of the economic boom of the past decade (in which job creation was strong) was driven by a credit machine that is now broken.

It is thus difficult to see how unemployment can fall because rates of economic growth will not be high enough to let it happen.

The media meanwhile has clearly charged bankers with causing the meltdown, but this is at best simplistic, and at worst plain wrong.

If house prices are oddly the ultimate gauge of the public’s optimism, then few were complaining when the wild credit expansion of those very banks directly caused them to rise.

A cynic might argue therefore that it wasn’t what the banks were actually doing that was so upsetting to the public, but the fact that they eventually blew up (which isn’t quite the same thing).

As I discussed in Part I, bankers were merely acting rationally as regulators and politicians turned a blind eye, surfing on the wave of popularity that their fake boom was creating.

Indeed I’ve often thought that a benevolent dictatorship might be more suitable than a democracy for managing the greed and fear of an economic cycle, capable of making difficult decisions without fear of electoral consequences.

Shareholders were complicit too, many of them overseeing the pension funds of those very members of the general public now feeling so angry at the course of events.

The share prices of banks were awarded the type of valuation multiples typically reserved for true growth companies, yet surely in sum the banks can only grow at the same rate as the economies they service?

Bonuses are seemingly abhorrent to the public, but it is the way they were paid rather than their very existence which represented the true menace, despite the headline-grabbing rhetoric. This issue is now being addressed by the Labour government, just a few years too late.

Just like other highly-paid industries like football, the banking industry is blessed with massive ‘economies of scale’.

Wayne Rooney does not need to try any harder whether Manchester United’s game is being beamed to 50 million people, or to 500 million people, but the rewards to his club (and indirectly to him) are considerably higher.

The revenues and costs of banks also do not move in a linear fashion. The diligence required to syndicate a £500million loan for example is not ten times the work required for a £50million loan, but the fees earned will be commensurately greater.

These scale effects as well as the ongoing trend towards globalisation, ensure barriers to entry in banking are large and thus the industry is dominated by just a dozen or so behemoths, each hugely profitable and with the ability to pay handsome bonuses.

The fact that likewise both domestic and European football is dominated by a similarly small number of clubs is not coincidental in my view.

However large football clubs can project forward and estimate their revenues within a far narrower realistic range than banks can.

Season ticket sales are paid in advance, whilst full stadia at top clubs are largely a given. Some key commercial deals like shirt sponsorship are often fixed for years in advance.

Meanwhile unlike in banking, players are locked into contracts of varying length, so the ‘carrot’ of future bonuses is not required to encourage loyalty specifically.

Thus the pay of footballers is disproportionately received in the form of salary rather than bonuses (although these still play a role here too as a variable cost buffer).

The real problem came when many of these banks grew so large that they were considered ‘too big to fail’, and governments across the world were forced to step in to protect depositors and bondholders, and to restore trust.

They were not similarly disposed towards distraught fans of the likes of Leeds United or Fiorentina it should be noted, and this is where the analogy with football effectively breaks down.

By privatising reward but socialising risk in this way, governments effectively wrote the banks a free option to take outsized bets.

Once again, they acted rationally and took that free option, but not in a sinister way in my view. Every pound lent was a pound borrowed after all.

The horse has now bolted, but new regulations will ensure that a greater proportion of bonuses are deferred, and thus capable of being clawed back if unrealised profits turn back to loss.

Due to the above economies of scale however, the banking industry is inherently predisposed to create giant entities. Properly regulated like utilities, size should confer benefits upon clients and consumers, and not merely the bankers themselves.

If banks must by definition end up ‘big’, then we must also ensure they cannot ‘fail’, or at least be capable of dealing with failure without recourse to the taxpayer.

New regulations on capital requirements, liquidity and so-called ‘living wills’ seek to address this issue but regulators are like generals, always fighting the last war. The next crisis will doubtless look different.

In the meantime however, given that the taxpayer now owns large chunks of the banking system, it is important to encourage smart people to work there.

The systemic risk may have been neutralised, but the balance sheet of RBS alone remains larger than the entire UK economy. It can’t just be left to fester as its best people depart in droves, terrified of a populist backlash.

After all, the first wave of banking problems as discussed at length in Part I was the result of the boom in securitisation, and lending done ‘off balance sheet’.

The second wave that may engulf the system involves the precarious assets that sit ‘on balance sheet’, the traditional commercial and consumer loans upon which defaults will continue to rise as economic growth remains tepid. The banking crisis is not over and considerable new capital is still required.

Thus as unpalatable as it sounds, the solution to the ‘bonus problem’ may indeed be more bonuses if the banks are permitted to gradually earn their way back to health, and thus replenish their battered capital base.

The sooner they become profitable again, they sooner they can be returned to private hands and cease to be a further fiscal burden.

But now that the banks are safe from collapse at least for now, government and media demands that they increase lending are falling on understandable deaf ears.

This is not a traditional recession, namely one typically brought about by an increase in interest rates, in order to take the heat out of a booming economy. Instead this is a recession occurring with global interest rates already effectively at zero.

Rather than interest rates merely squeezing some life out of an overly expansionary (but otherwise healthy) economy, we are instead witnessing a classic debt-deflationary bust.

Defaults and subsequent losses (because debts could no longer be serviced), lead to forced asset sales and repossessions, leading to further defaults and losses.

Japan has been in a debt deflation cycle for two decades, which may strangely be viewed positively given that there has been no discernible fall in living standards there during the entire period. For several reasons however, it does not serve as a useful precedent.

Firstly it has always been a nation of savers, so its enormous government debt spending could easily be financed domestically, whilst for others those high savings acted as a fallback option to maintain spending.

Second, until recently of course, its deflation occurred concurrently with a boom in the rest of the world, providing huge demand for her famous exports, helping to boost growth.

Third its money printing was not inflationary because with its own interest rates near zero, yet with much higher rates available elsewhere, the printed Yen was generally sold in exchange for foreign assets. Today all major interest rates are effectively at zero.

Fourth, it may finally be reaching its denouement anyhow, as its demographic timebomb threatens to explode.

The country already has more citizens outside the workforce than in it, and given its famously low immigration rate, its debt issuance may finally be reaching a ‘tipping point’ where it can no longer be funded without a sharp rise in interest rates and a currency collapse.

Back in the West, since credit should sensibly be extended following an assessment of net worth (wealth) and incomes/cashflows, then since both have fallen then inevitably credit creation is greatly constrained.

The key to a new healthy credit system (in which both borrowers and lenders enter into transactions freely and without interference), rests upon the concept of viability.

The system will be viable again when providers of credit are willing to lend it, in exchange for believable claims that it will be returned with interest. The banks insistence for example upon 40% deposits for home purchases should be seen in this context.

The current government programs do not address this viability problem, focusing instead on restructuring and guaranteeing legacy loans that should never have been created, and will never be viable.

Eventually the government’s own borrowing will need to pass the ‘viability’ test in the eyes of foreign lenders too, but that’s an issue for Part III.

Meanwhile on the demand side for credit, the cohort of borrowers willing and able to enter a viable new loan at this stage of the cycle, is greatly diminished.

Indebted companies and consumers are instead furiously seeking to deleverage, whilst the cash-rich generally consider it too early to lever up again.

Thus in the absence of enough attractive viable risky loans to extend, banks are again acting rationally.

They are choosing to rebuild their depleted capital bases and using their near-zero cost of capital (think of deposit rates), to lend only to the safest borrowers including the government itself. As mentioned above, there’s certainly no shortage of issuance.

I will dwell more upon this understandable absence of speculative ‘animal spirits’ in Part III, particularly with regard to the inevitable inflationary consequences for when it returns.

Throughout history, all episodes of money-printing lead to a short-term ‘feel good’ factor. After all inflation is tomorrow’s story, as those aforementioned deflationary forces of rising unemployment and debt payback greatly overwhelm it for now.

The ‘feel good’ factor derives from the public’s focus on the extra money in their pocket, not on its rapidly falling purchasing power.

But in a so-called ‘fiat money’ system where money is no longer backed by gold, a currency only has a relative value in terms of goods and services it can be exchanged for. It has no intrinsic value, and is thus capable of manipulation.

As a result, whilst for example a dollar bill states ’In God We Trust’, it seems many investors prefer to believe that ’In Gold We Trust’, pushing the price of the yellow metal to new highs.

By way of an interesting anecdote, if gold is indeed the only true ‘store of value’ then consider this for example. During the ten years ended September 2009, the average UK house price (according to Nationwide) rose 121%.

However ten years ago that average house would have cost you 419 ounces of gold, and right now it would only cost you 257 ounces of gold, implying a 39% drop!

No wonder UK politicians on all sides are so enthused by this neat trick, and indeed the flexibility of the pound has provided a temporary boost, but what is the end game for this game of currency debasement?

After all by definition all countries cannot depreciate their currencies at the same time, yet virtually all would like to.

The answer lies surely in a belated rebalancing of the world economy, towards greater consumption in the traditional saver nations (eg. China), and greater saving in the traditional consumption nations (eg. US, UK).

Standards of living in the former would rise at the expense of the latter, but permit the gradual debt restructuring required, eventually boosting domestic jobs through the effect of the weaker currency.

It sounds neat but the political and social ramifications are large, with China particularly reluctant to disturb the country’s swift urbanisation on the back of cheap exports.

Cooperation and mutual understanding is key, not least because the surplus countries hold so much of their enormous reserves in the currencies of debtor nations. They are understandably reluctant to cut off their nose to spite their face.

In the words of the G20 last month in Pittsburgh: ”We will need to work together as we manage the transition to a more balanced pattern of global growth.” In Part III, I’ll discuss how successful they’re likely to be, and the risks therein.

Friday, October 09, 2009

Oldham preview

A short preview only of the Oldham game, as it’s my 36th birthday today and I’ve a busy celebratory schedule ahead.

It’s reassuring to have reached the age where I can now legally marry a woman half my age in every European country, and every US state except Nebraska. So far the offers are not exactly flooding in.

Games against Oldham always resonate with me. I believe my first ever game may well have been a home game with the Latics in May 1977, and indeed for almost the entire period from 1977-1986 (my formative and impressionable football supporting years) we competed head-to-head in the old Second Division.

There can be few teams whose recent history is best described in terms of a single goal, in this case a stunning Mark Hughes volley that denied them an FA Cup Final berth in 1994.

Their deflation was compounded by relegation from the Premier League that very season, and just a few weeks later they hosted Charlton on the opening day of 1994/95, beating a poor Addicks side 5-2 in a game I made the mistake of driving to watch.

However the achievements of Joe Royle from 1982-1994 were exceptional, enabling a small club in the shadow of the Manchester heavyweights to firmly punch above their weight.

As is often the case (Charlton being another notable example), soon after the longstanding manager who had become synonymous with the club departed, it hastened a steady decline from which they have shown few signs of recovering. They even experimented with Iain Dowie as manager too.

Relegation to the third tier occurred as soon as 1996/97, a division they have remained in ever since achieving midtable finishes of unerring consistency, punctuated only by play-off defeats in 2002/3 and 2006/7.

Joe Royle even returned as manager for a brief period last season, but they may finally have found a suitable replacement after over a decade of mediocrity in the shape of Dave Penney, appointed in May.

Penney was instrumental in the amazing run through the divisions that Doncaster Rovers have enjoyed, guiding them from non-League football to League One, before handing over to Sean O’Driscoll who continued his good work.

They have begun the season promisingly albeit somewhat inconsistently (witness a 3-0 home defeat by struggling Hartlepool for example), but they arrive at The Valley with a four-match unbeaten run generating ten points. Despite being six positions below the Addicks in the table, they are firmly the form side of the two.

Their potential threat is enhanced by our own injury problems which continue to mount. As was inevitably the case, the consistency of the Phil Parkinson’s team selections would eventually become challenged.

Sensibly he used Tuesday night’s game of paintball to give some youngsters a run out, and both the experience and the result should hold them in good stead if required again tomorrow.

We are in the midst of one of those ‘half full/half empty’ scenarios, only one League win in five but still holding 2nd place, and hosting Oldham on the back of a fighting point at Elland Road (one that I managed to see thanks to the wonders of Internet streaming.

Reading between the lines, I expect us to line up as follows: Elliot, Solly, Youga, Dailly, Llera, Bailey, Racon, Shelvey, Spring, Wagstaff, Burton. Subs: Randolph, Basey, Semedo, McKenzie, McLeod, Tuna, Mambo.

NY Addick predicts: Charlton 2 (Burton, Wagstaff), Oldham 1 (Marrow). Att: 16,291.

Friday, October 02, 2009

Leeds preview

It is difficult to preview a fixture against Leeds, without reminiscing about the incredible week in May 1987 when the battling Addicks, somehow preserved First Division status.

It still sends a shiver down my spine when I visualise those two Peter Shirtliff goals, and John Helm's highlights commentary asking, "Is that the goal?" (that secures First Division football for Charlton).

There's also something about Paul Miller's celebration which brings back a fond memory. At the time, we were living a few hundred yards from him and shortly after the final whistle, I raced over there to deliver him a handwritten congratulatory note.

Looking back, it's easy to make the case that those three matches were the most important in our history.

Indeed that entire five-year period from 1985-1989 was instrumental; Lennie Lawrence not only maintained the promotion push, but kept us there for four seasons.

This ensured that whilst matters off the pitch were only developing slowly, at least there was some positive momentum on it to keep fans' belief alive.

When he returns with Bristol Rovers in a few weeks' time, hopefully fans will get a chance to show that 'if you know your history' (as the old song goes), then he'll get a standing ovation.

There was something special about the group of players he put together. Not much individual flair aside from Robert Lee, but they played for their lives. Hopefully his new book will offer some interesting insights.

The intimidatory atmosphere they had to put up with was incredible, not only at St Andrews, but also at Elland Road (where we clung on) and even at Selhurst Park, where at least half the crowd were supporting the away side. Nothing the players will face tomorrow in front of a likely bumper crowd will compare.

Any thoughts about a return to The Valley were merely a pipe dream back in 1987, and the future would have looked bleak back in the Second Division at Selhurst Park.

Attendances would likely have been dire; we'd surely have eventually gone the way of the other eventual tenants of Selhurst Park, who ironically won promotion with us to the First Division in 1986.

Speaking of promotion, our hopes for this season took a big knock on Tuesday night, the first League defeat for the Addicks since Derby away on 25th April, and only the 2nd in our last 18. As Phil Parkinson rightly said, this is no time to overreact.

However there had been some warning signs in previous weeks that a calamity might be on the cards, with the defence's lack of pace and Elliot's indecisiveness being obvious weak points for opposition sides to exploit.

Unfortunately Norwich's late equaliser at Carrow Road slowed down the strong momentum we'd built up all season (the draw with Southampton felt more like a point gained, rather than two lost). It's vital we begin to pick it up again - a two-goal win after all tomorrow would take us top again.

A defeat however would leave us with just 5 points from our last 5 games, a mini run of form which if allowed to continue would swiftly see us back in only a play-off spot.

This season in previous posts, I've asked the question, "What is the Plan B?" For the first eight games, the question was moot with Parkinson able to name an unchanged side that remained unbeaten.

However with the temporary loss of the vital Jose Semedo, and with that unbeaten run now over, do we have the tactical flexibility and depth of squad which may now be required?

A surprise home draw with Carlisle on Tuesday night nonetheless maintains Leeds' unbeaten start, and under the well-regarded leadership of Simon Grayson, one senses that the club's downward trend may have found a bottom.

The division's most potent striker, Jermaine Beckford continues to bang in the goals, reminding sceptics that occasionally real gems can be found hovering in non-League (in his case, the mighty Wealdstone). Unfortunately our own former non-League gem is oddly scoring goals for the team right behind us in 3rd place.

NY Addick predicts: Leeds 2 (Beckford, Snodgrass), Charlton 0. Att: 26,291.

Sunday, September 27, 2009

Colchester preview

Our second midweek League One fixture of the season, is another relatively local one as we travel to the fussily named Weston Homes Community Stadium in Colchester.

Compared to the cramped surroundings of Layer Road that many pampered footballers never 'fancied', this presumably represents a welcome change for teams visiting this historic corner of Essex.

Unfortunately as seems to be a constant theme throughout the country, the stadium has seemingly been designed with cost as the key variable, and to hell with architectural imagination.

Phil Parkinson is unlikely to receive a warm welcome, which seems a little unfair. He led the Us to their first ever promotion to domestic football's second tier, and left them with a squad strong enough to finish in a creditable 10th position in the Championship.

With hindsight, the allure of a move to the insalubrious surroundings of Hull was not obvious, especially as the Tigers had just finished in 21st place in the division Colchester would be joining.

Whilst the money must have been much more favourable, one wonders just how many managers reduce their long-term remuneration (surely the key metric), by accepting a better-paid job as the 'default option', before swiftly being rendered unemployed again.

Having been feted as a hero in the pleasant surroundings of rural Essex, Parkinson lasted just a matter of months on Humberside, and would have to wait two years before parking his car in the space marked 'MANAGER' again.

This season is only the fifth time that the clubs have been in the same division. The most recent was of course 2007/8 when three goals in the two fixtures from Kevin Lisbie, ensured the Addicks only secured one point from a possible six.

Lisbie is back in Essex on loan after failing to justify his £600,000 transfer fee up the road in Ipswich, but with six goals already to his name this season, perhaps he has finally found his level.

The Addicks returned to winning ways on Saturday with a rather unconvincing win, Parkinson finally forced to change his starting line-up with the introduction of Matt Spring.

A last-gasp winner for Leeds prevented us from reclaiming top spot, but we continue to tick along nicely, having already built a nine-point cushion from play-off hunting Swindon in 7th place.

Whilst the outstanding form of Leeds has been somewhat frustrating, there is at least room for both clubs to embark on a two-pronged promotion procession from now until May.

Colchester also win their first three games, but watched as yet another manager followed the lucre. This time around it was Paul Lambert moving to Norwich, having signalled his ability with a 7-1 win there on the opening day.

It was during this unwelcome period of instability that Colchester suffered their only two defeats, both times by just a single goal to promotion-chasing rivals (MK Dons and Leeds).

Since his deserved return to management meanwhile, Aidy Boothroyd remains unbeaten, guiding his new side to three away draws at Southampton, Swindon and Tranmere, and a home win over Hartlepool.

His generally successful spell at Watford did not win him many admirers amongst the purists, but his team's organisation and keen work ethic, combined with his own motivational style achieved results on limited resources.

However Charlton have shown no evidence this season that they are unwilling to match League One sides physically.

With Leeds facing a straightforward-looking home game with Carlisle on the same night, we would risk being fully eight points behind the leaders after just eleven games.

This scenario could befall us if we slip up at both Colchester, and then four days later at Elland Road. Having won our first six games, and standing unbeaten after nine, this would be rather extraordinary.

However it's not a scenario I expect to evolve, because just as the home fans on Tuesday night once said, "In Parkinson, we trust."

NY Addick predicts: Colchester 1 (Lisbie), Charlton 3 (Spring, Sam, McLeod). Att: 6,589.

Friday, September 25, 2009

Exeter preview

The latest edition of the Oxford English Dictionary contains a new entry for the word 'meh'.

It was popularised by The Simpsons, and used more latterly on a regular basis by the likes of Larry David in Curb Your Enthusiasm. It's certainly a word that's entered the regular New York vernacular.

One of the internet definitions of meh is: Apathetic; unenthusiastic; uninspiring.

The club's announcement of a £7million cash injection was a meh moment for me I'm afraid.

It wasn't disclosed in what form the investment was made, but I'm willing to assume it was in some form of convertible debt, similar to the £14million issue from March 2008.

The fact that the newly consolidated Board now solely comprises participants in the latest investment round, suggests a certain degree of understandable 'horse trading'. Money talks.

It's harsh on those directors relegated to 'Vice President', but reflective of these financially-strained times. Streamlining the decision-making process is however sensible, regardless of whether it was achieved under duress.

Just like our shored up banking system, the problems haven't gone away but we're no longer in a 'death spiral' for the timebeing.

The two obvious negative implications of the announcement are firstly, why was the club unable to convert any of the outside interest into a hard investment?

The rumours were so strong that frankly this must be considered a surprise, although from a rational investment perspective, the club is a pretty tough sell. Perhaps potential investors are lurking, so it's just a bridging loan to tide us over.

Second, whilst the deep-pocketed willingness of our directors to continue to fund the operations is most welcome, what is the end game here? Their motives are not entirely altruistic of course; they also trying to protect any equity value left in their investments.

What most worryingly is the implication if we fail to win promotion this season (an outcome that must at best be considered 50/50 at this stage)?

The fundamental financial problems will remain (excessive fixed costs, declining revenues), but the club will now be saddled with £7million more debt, further reducing its appeal to newcomers.

Unless the short-term finances of the club were so dire that we couldn't even see out the season without January firesales or perhaps administration, then this injection seems effectively a £7million bet that the club wins promotion.

If so, Phil Parkinson seems sanguine about it all: "As I understand it, it's an investment from the current board to stabilise the club as we go forward for the rest of the season. They didn't want to put us in a situation where we had to sell players. But they're still looking for new investment."

All true, but if my interpretation is correct then we don't just need to 'go forward', but 'go up'. Not a criticism of course; based on the first eight games, he's certainly going about it the task in the right way.

Next up for Parkinson's men is Exeter City, a club that has spent its entire 89-year history outside domestic football's top two divisions.

Their relegation to the Conference in 2003 appeared to signal the start of an irresistible decline, but the surprise appointment of Paul Tisdale (from Team Bath) in 2006 turned things around.

An amazing double-promotion has seen them catapulted to fixtures like Saturday's at The Valley, which were inconceivable until Tisdale arrived. This weekend two years ago, they earned a 1-1 Conference draw at Woking.

The teams have only met three times since the War, most recently a 3-1 FA Cup victory at The Valley in January 2003.

Two goals from Jonatan Johansson and a Jason Euell penalty were enough to see off a spirited Grecian side that day, in front of an 18,107 crowd that is unlikely to be exceeded this time around.

Indeed Charlton have not lost any of their 13 League and Cup home fixtures against Exeter (albeit mainly occurring in the 1920s), a good omen for Saturday.

They have made a steady but unspectacular start to life in League One, during a season where surely survival would represent an achievement.

They will however be without ace marksman Stuart Fleetwood (surely some mistake? - Ed.).

Norwich's late equaliser was a disappointment, but commentary suggested they were good value for their point.

Rob Elliott's case for a foul was not a strong one in my view, although television evidence was inconclusive.

He is clearly an excellent shot-stopper, but is not strong enough in precisely those situations, an issue I've brought up here before. Whether or not this prevents him becoming a top-class keeper remains to be seen.

If website comments about several injury worries are correct, then Saturday's fixture will give fans some clues about the depth of the squad, and Parkinson's flexibility.

Coming on the heels of two somewhat controversial draws, and with a Chris Dickson-inspired Bristol Rovers side ready to leapfrog us, it seems a game of some considerable importance.

NY Addick predicts: Charlton 2 (Burton, McLeod), Exeter 0. Att: 16,991.

Friday, September 18, 2009

Norwich preview

After my epic post on the financial meltdown elicited just four comments (one of which was mine), I'll return to the rather more mundane business of an away fixture at Norwich.

It explains why I've found the transition to a Twitter world difficult. Why use 140 characters, if 13,562 will do?

Perhaps some readers took one of my favourite Woody Allen quotes to heart: "I took a speed reading course and read 'War and Peace' in twenty minutes. It involves Russia."

On 23rd April 2005, this fixture took place in the Premiership, a late goal from ex-Addick Matty Svensson securing three points for doomed Norwich. The surroundings won't have changed, but everything else is different.

Despite only spending a single season back in the top flight in 2004/5, the Canaries did not settle quickly back into life in the Championship. Two finishes of 16th and 17th preceded their relegation last season, so the writing was already on the wall.

For a club that became a byword for stability during its heyday (just four managers from 1972-1994), it has been a victim of gross mismanagement since, with the likes of Bryan Hamilton, Peter Grant, Glenn Roeder and Bryan Gunn spending short and unsuccessful spells in the manager's dugout.

Clubs like Norwich benefit from their one-club city status, ensuring a relatively stable and loyal support base. They were the third best supported club in the Championship last season despite dire performances.

However their first appearance in the top flight was not until 1972/73, and their presence there until relegation in 1994/95 was punctuated by three round trips back to the old Division Two, from which they amazingly bounced straight back each time.

As a likeable family-oriented club like Charlton, located in the centre of a pleasant and not so distant city, this would have been one of the more eagerly awaited away fixtures for Addicks fans, reflected in decent numbers travelling.

With the completion of the new 8,000-seater Jarrold Stand, the stadium is now modern throughout and a pleasant place to watch football. Away fans were previously housed in the cramped surroundings of the old South Stand.

We have enjoyed considerable recent success on our trips to Norwich, most recently and memorably the 1-0 FA Cup win achieved last season with a Charlton team full of youthful endeavour.

Looking further back, we actually managed four successive wins there from 1996-1999. Andy Hunt scored a hat-trick in a 3-0 win in 1999/2000, following the precedent set by Clive Mendonca in an even more emphatic 4-0 win in 1997/98.

A stunning late Mark Kinsella winner secured a 2-1 win in 1995/96, just eight months after Bradley Allen nicked a 1-0 win for the Addicks there.

Meanwhile fans of a certain age and with good memories, may remember an incredible Paul Mortimer goal in a 3-1 in October 1988.

Norwich's form this season marks them out as the most inconsistent and thus unpredictable team in League One.

An absurd 7-1 defeat to Colchester saw the Canaries swiftly appoint the architect of that defeat (Paul Lambert) as their own manager.

He has instilled a degree of confidence back into his new side, wins over former club Wycombe and also Hartlepool, helping to install Norwich back into midtable.

Indeed it is notable that only five players who started against Colchester, also started at MK Dons during the week.

From Charlton's perspective, whilst losing our winning start to a side led by Alan Pardew was disappointing, it perhaps permits us to refocus back on what really matters ie, promotion, not breaking club records.

From a more positive standpoint, for the second time this season we came from a goal down to earn something from a game, and Phil Parkinson was once again able to name an unchanged side. He should be able to do so again.

Whilst wins at the likes of Orient, Hartlepool and Tranmere are very welcome, going to a grander ground like Norwich's and still dictating affairs and taking the points, would really hammer home that this Charlton side means business this season.

NY Addick predicts: Norwich 0, Charlton 2 (Bailey, Burton). Att: 23,290.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Financial Meltdown, Part I

(not Charlton related, but interesting)

I’ve been intending to write something substantial about the ongoing global economic crisis, but events have seemingly been changing quicker than I can write.

Most of the write-ups in the general media have been disappointing, with the notable exceptions of The Economist and to a lesser extent, the FT.

Where I sought unemotional analysis, I typically found only self-serving or politically-motivated guff. This is seemingly only getting worse.

However with today being the anniversary of the collapse of Lehman Brothers on 15 September 2008, and with the recent rally in risk assets having provided something of a lull after the storm, it seemed an appropriate time for me to reflect on the extraordinary last twelve months.

I’m certainly no expert in finance, but I enjoy trying to explain its workings to those who know even less and feel overwhelmed by events. Hopefully you will find it illuminating, even if you don’t agree with all of it.

I will attempt to do so in three parts, beginning with the background to the meltdown:
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It feels like an age since I first wrote about subprime mortgages (Mar 2007), and their possible implications (Jul 2007).

I’ve since argued in a couple of more recent pieces that US subprime mortgages were not ‘the problem’, but merely happened to be the first manifestation of the credit-fuelled madness of the last decade.

It could have initially revealed itself almost anywhere, but it is vital to understand that eventually the unsustainable credit boom had to turn to bust.

The full impact of that generalised madness is now all too apparent in the insolvency of major banks, the effective collapse of entire smaller countries (and their governments), and the sudden and shocking fall in global demand, leading to a recession and rapidly rising unemployment.

First, a personal and slightly unconventional recap of how we got here. A confluence of events occurred, which individually may have been rather beneficial, but collectively proved to be explosive especially when mixed with human greed.

In the developed West, low interest rates (generated in order to fight the worst vestiges of the late-1990s technology, media and telecoms [TMT] bubble) existed alongside the coincidental ongoing disinflationary effects from the rapid growth of emerging market labour supply, particularly in India and China.

An often overlooked aspect of the TMT bubble, is that the overinvestment it encouraged led to considerable and unnecessary spare capacity in key sectors of the economy.

As a result, after interest rates were cut in its wake, the cost of capital fell at a time when ‘natural’ opportunities to deploy it were somewhat scarce. Why build a new hi-tech factory, when the existing ones are not working at full pelt?

The capital instead flowed into ostensibly less exciting investment opportunities, albeit ones that could be easily leveraged at low interest rates.

This illusion of higher returns without higher risk, would be a key theme throughout what ultimately transpired.

Residential property was the most popular global recipient of these flows, and one that appealed to man’s base instincts for shelter and space.

Crucially however, in the developed world it remains ultimately a vital yet unproductive asset, other than what is required to cater for net new household formation.

Moving the working population from shanty towns to apartments in the developing world directly enhances their productivity, but building thousands of Yuppie apartments in the middle of Leeds does not.

The housing stock in the UK for example is not fulfilling its sheltering role any better today than it was a decade ago, and arguably somewhat worse given shoddy modern building standards.

Meanwhile the ongoing shift in Western economies (since the 1980s) away from manufacturing, and towards the service sector continued to serve ostensibly to reduce the ‘volatility’ of economic growth.

In the words of our own hapless PM, Gordon Brown, “No more boom and bust..

The most cyclical or costly aspects of Western corporate operations continued to be outsourced to the eager new companies in the above developing world.

Concepts such as ‘just-in-time’ inventory management, or ‘call centres’ were a direct response to this new source of cheap labour supply.

This combination of low interest rates, disinflationary forces and reduced volatility of business outcomes, inevitably led to a certain complacency.

This was not only on the part of the traditional consumption-led economies of the UK and US, but also from those that fed that consumption, notably the major ‘savings-rich’ Asian countries (especially China), but also Germany, the world’s engineering heavyweight.

One of the ironies of the bust is that the bloated debt-fuelled countries may emerge in better shape, than their more frugal counterparts due to these enormous imbalances.

When reduced to mere equations, economics can be remarkably simple; every nation’s current account deficit (exports minus imports), must always be matched exactly by an equivalent capital account surplus. In short, spending must be financed.

Thus the property-led consumption boom that was ignited in countries such as the US, UK, Spain and Ireland, was matched by a willingness to fund that boom, by these frugal savers in the rest of the world.

Ordinarily these imbalances would be reduced via the effect of currency, but in the notable case of China, they continued to maintain a fixed exchange rate against the US Dollar in order to protect its low value-added export economy.

Germany meanwhile, the powerhouse of the Eurozone would be forced to accept a weaker currency than its bulletproof economy would otherwise warrant, generating even greater demand for its world-class cars and sausages.

In the absence of a tacit acceptance of enormous differentials in unemployment (or transfer flows to offset the effect thereof), then a currency can typically only be as strong as its weakest component.

In Germany's case, they had to accept a weaker than optimal exchange rate, in order to ensure that Italian shoemakers or Portuguese sherry makers could scrape a living.

Consider how much higher unemployment in the North-East of England would be for example, if so much of the taxes paid in the wealthier regions wasn’t directed there, notably in the form of so much public job creation.

These transfers are easier to undertake in a political union like the UK, than it is in a cobbled together currency zone like Europe.

In the case of Japan, the central bank regularly intervened in currency markets (selling Yen) in order to prevent its natural appreciation, thus favouring continued export strength over domestic purchasing power.

Economic theory would teach you that as a country begins to spend beyond its means, its currency should weaken in order to attract the foreign capital flows required to finance that spending.

The weaker currency would make its exports more attractive, thus shifting resources back towards investment in the export sector, and away from consumption on imports. The balances would thus if not close, at least be prevented from moving to extremes.

Instead the surplus countries generated enormous foreign assets and reserves, and their economies did not shift away from exports at all, and the consumption economies continued spending.

The ongoing recycling of this explosion in foreign assets was a fabulous boon to the Wall Street and City banks, who revelled in their traditional role as ‘middleman’ to these gigantic flows. The phrase ’red rag to a bull’ springs to mind.

As the size of these flows began to exceed the growth of (limited, see above) natural profitable investment opportunities to utilise them (the so-called ‘Law of Diminishing Returns’), then the banks started to get ‘creative’ instead.

It is in this context in my view, that the current uproar about bankers should be viewed. They got inventive because that’s simply what bankers do, and they got the opportunity to be so indirectly, because of our own addiction to consumption.

With the regulatory system so complicit, and the willingness of the surplus countries to save seemingly inexorable, the banks sought to persuade these somewhat dumb foreign investors that they could continue to earn additional return, apparently without additional risk.

One of the most popular tools was called ‘securitisation’, and its related alphabet soup of increasingly absurd offshoots known generically as ‘structured products’.

The tool of ‘securitisation’ is not toxic per se but it fell into the wrong hands at the wrong time.

A securitisation takes a pool of assets (usually loans or mortgages), and slices them up into different ‘tranches’, which are then sold onto investors depending upon their particular risk tolerance.

Rather than fund loans and mortgages direct from customer deposits in the traditional sense, securitisation permitted them to be turned into investments to be sold, thus freeing up a bank’s balance sheet for more lending.

To use an example, imagine a pool of 1,000 identical mortgages, all at 80% loan-to-value, and all paying 5% fixed interest rates.

In the absence of a bank getting ‘creative’, these mortgages could only be pooled to create a single security paying 5%, with any defaults (losses) in the pool being allocated equally amongst its buyers. There would be a market for such a security, but not a very deep one.

However imagine if the same pool could be sliced up in different ways, so that the different tranches might appeal both to very conservative buyers, as well as to far more speculative ones.

If the first losses solely got allocated to the latter (in return for higher yields), whilst only far greater losses were allocated to the former (in return for lower but more secure yields), then suddenly a rather uninteresting pool of identical mortgages was suddenly very interesting (not least to the banks doing the slicing, in return for a hefty fee).

Once the banks managed to persuade the ‘credit ratings agencies’ (eg. Moody's) that the large senior tranches of these pools were bullet-proof (‘rated AAA’), in any reasonable scenario for loan defaults and house prices, then the incentive for the banks to push the boat even further out was apparent.

The credit ratings agencies were paid directly by the banks, creating an enormous potential conflict of interest.

Cue the wonderful likes of the ‘self-certification’ mortgage (or ‘liar loan’), the interest-only mortgage (akin to renting, albeit with risk), and the 125% loan-to-value mortgage (a Northern Rock speciality). These products simply could not survive even the most marginal downturn in house prices.

And it wasn’t only mortgages that were pooled in this fashion. Loans that were issued to finance increasingly aggressive leveraged corporate buyouts (the target of many of which have already entered bankruptcy), were similarly pooled into so-called ‘CLOs’ (collateralised loan obligations).

Likewise commercial property loans, credit card receivables, car loans, student loans etc.. If it moved and could be financed, then the banks would lend against it, safe in the knowledge (or so they thought) that it could be quickly sold back to the cash-rich institutions of those surplus nations, hungry for extra yield.

Eventually the debt levels reached a ‘tipping point’. As the bears always warned us, the system was inherently unstable; it did not require an external shock such as unexpected higher interest rates, or higher unemployment. No such shock was present.

To use economics terminology, the system reached its ‘Minsky moment’ (named after Hyman Minsky), whereby borrowers are no longer generating the incomes and cashflows required to service their debts.

There are thus no longer any investors or speculators willing to pay the ever higher prices demanded for assets, and prices tumble into bust.

Just like a classic ‘Ponzi scheme’, the amounts coming in were swamped by the amounts required to go out.

Ironically if the system as a whole was a ‘Ponzi’ about to unravel, then the largest individual Ponzi scheme (Bernard Madoff's) was unravelling as a direct result thereof. I will write about his fascinating tale another time.

However the above described process should not by itself have led to the failure of several major banks. After all it so far largely describes the banks’ role as facilitator of these products, rather than investors therein.

The failure of the banks could be seen instead to be a result of adding further fuel to the fire as follows.

Firstly, there were routes for the banks to insure against the risk of default on any structured products via so-called ‘credit default swaps’ (CDS), or via specialist insurers such as MBIA or Ambac.

Bored of insuring against staid 'municipal' debt in the US (eg. hospitals, schools, police etc.), they saw an opportunity to grow earnings by insuring structured credit instruments. They are all in varying states of distress and bankruptcy today.

Regulators require banks to maintain an equity cushion to protect against losses on risky assets, but through these insurance mechanisms, the products were magically made ‘risk-free’ or at least ‘lower risk’ thus freeing up more capital to backstop further lending.

Little attention was paid to whether those entities that wrote the insurance would be in a position to pay.

The failure of AIG for example, was directly related to this process, via the activities of its ‘Financial Products’ division and the risks they underwrote.

Second, as the banks competed furiously to win business, they were increasingly required to hold the debt they had originated on their own balance sheets until a suitable buyer was found via securitisation (a concept known as ‘warehousing’).

When the music stopped, those banks left holding disproportionate amounts of these toxic assets were required to make enormous write-downs because as we now know, they weren’t worth what they thought they were.

This banking model (known as ‘originate to distribute’) is now fundamentally broken, hopefully for good.

Third, considerable initial profits were made by the ‘proprietary’ desks of major banks, as they traded these products amongst themselves using the bank’s own balance sheet, and created new deriviatives and indexes thereon. They also enticed in other trading-oriented entities, notably hedge funds.

Again when the fun was over, liquidity dried up almost to nothing (the ability to trade out of positions) and those left ‘holding the bag’ were stuck owning assets they couldn’t sell, and with a value they no could no longer ascertain.

Fourth, those banks who could not finance their targeted lending through traditional deposits, or through the above securitisations, increasingly turned towards ‘wholesale funding’ (via short-term lending in money markets), and other forms of less certain finance.

Northern Rock was a notable victim of this ‘borrow short, lend long’ culture that was always vulnerable to any breakdown in its aggressive assumptions.

As a result of all of the above factors, banks became absurdly overleveraged, piling increasingly dodgy assets upon a tiny sliver of permanent equity.

At the time of its bankruptcy filing, Lehman Brothers was leveraged perhaps 30:1, implying that little more than 3% of losses on its assets, or a temporary inability to finance those assets, would wipe out its shareholders (as they did).

You don’t need a background in banking regulation to know this is crazy, yet every major bank was levered to a similar degree. This is the reason why so much ongoing new regulation is focused upon enhancing bank capital requirements and thus limiting leverage.

The main difference between those banks that failed and those that survived (so far) is a function of the assets they were leveraging (and the quality and liquidity thereof), the cost and permanency of their financing (deposit base = good, capital markets = bad), and simple good fortune.

In Part II, I’ll reflect upon the breakdown of the credit boom and the implications thereof, and in Part III I’ll do my best to predict what is likely to come next.

Monday, September 14, 2009

Beauty and the Beast

(not Charlton related)

The beauty of sport, is its occasional power to leave its spectators utterly speechless.

Whilst football has its memorable goals for example, sports like tennis tend to attract fans to its ebb and flow and consistent high quality, rather than single moments of extraordinary ability.

But during the penultimate point of his semi-final win over Novak Djokovic, the five-time US Open champion Roger Federer produced an unbelievable shot that will be replayed countless times surely, as a stunning and deserved legacy of his greatness.

It seems that having newborn twins has not slowed down the Swiss. There is no shortage of career statistics that demonstrate his superiority over all rivals, but two in particular always astound me.

Firstly, he has not failed to reach a Grand Slam semi-final since the French Open of 2004, a run of 22 consecutive forays into the last four, from which he has ended up as champion 13 times.

Second, during this amazing five-year period of dominance, he has played 124 Grand Slam opponents who were at that time outside the top 5 in the world, and he has not lost to any of them.

It is extraordinary to think that on not one single occasion, has he let his guard down once to a player ranked outside the world's top five. The only players he's lost to during this period are Marat Safin, Rafael Nadal and Djokovic.

Our own great hope Andy Murray ended his favourite tournament with a damp squib, losing in straight sets to talented Croatian, Marin Cilic.

Murray is the game's ultimate counter-puncher, frighteningly quick and able to grind opponents down with his baseline scampering, and delicate shotmaking.

Unfortunately however, just like he was at Wimbledon (to Andy Roddick), one fears that his lack of a truly 'big shot' will leave him vulnerable to a big hitter who finds his range.

During his 4th Round match, Murray lost six consecutive games to Cilic, something you never witness with the likes of Roddick, let alone Federer.

The Scot has the talent to one day win a Grand Slam, but he needs to develop a 'plan B' if he can't truly develop a killer weapon, else he may continue to find his luck runs out at some point during the seven-match run that victory entails.

Federer's brilliance will thankfully take some of the tournament headlines away from Serena Williams, yet to learn the sport's final verdict following her disgraceful outburst during her own semi-final against returning mother, Kim Clijsters.

I've never found it particularly difficult to dislike the Williams sisters; all of that faux niceness, the dubious sisterly battles and the post-match tributes to Jehovah, as if he was their coach.

Serena's on-court interview after her quarter-final meanwhile, was one of the most ridiculously contrived attempts at product placement that I've ever seen.

As she fumbled furiously to ensure that her Gatorade bottle was firmly in the camera's glare, did she honestly expect viewers to believe that elite sportswomen rehydate by consuming a drink with 14 grams of sugar?

Anyhow, if it could be proven for example that a footballer had threatened to kill a linesman, then he could quite reasonably expect to be banned for years, possibly for life.

So given that TV footage proves that Williams did exactly this, it will be interesting to see how much more she is punished, than by the $10,000 fine delivered so far. She probably got paid more than that today to drink Gatorade.

Unbelievably as things stand, she is set to play in the women's doubles final on Monday. It is worth recalling that even 'gentleman' Tim Henman was disqualified from Wimbledon in 1995, the first player ever to have been so.

His crime? Accidentally hitting a ballgirl after lashing a ball in anger. It seems threatening violence, is a lesser offence to the accidental outcome of a common show of frustration.

Unfortunately tennis more than most sports, is in thrall to the TV companies and Serena remains big box office. The crazy scheduling of night matches at the US Open during 'prime time' for TV is proof enough.

But putting aside her tirade for a moment, as a purist and lover of the sport, what really galls me about Williams is that compared to the graceful movement of Federer, you can become the world's best female player whilst covering the court with the delicacy of an elephant.

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FOOTNOTE: In the post above, I may inadvertently have given the impression that Roger Federer was somehow incapable of losing at all, let alone to a player outside the world's top 5.

Adjectives such as 'dominant', 'superior' and 'stunning' may have led readers to believe that Federer was utterly unbeatable.

In light of his defeat to Juan Martin Del Potro (aka 'Del'), it is now clear that Federer is just another also-ran, who might wish to consider settling in Britain.

I apologise for any confusion this may have caused.

Friday, September 11, 2009

Southampton Preview

The focus of attention at The Valley on Saturday will all be on Alan Pardew, which is a shame in my view because it threatens to work to Charlton’s detriment.

Much has been written about his two years in charge, most of it not particularly complimentary and this blog has been no exception.

However it is time to move on, as we appear to have very sharply turned the corner (particularly as a team, less so as a club perhaps).

Given that perhaps only about 5% of the fans attending on Saturday will read this blog, I suspect my plea will fall on deaf ears, but I urge fans to ignore their base instincts and to offer Pards a polite round of applause for all he tried to do.

This is not because I think he deserves one of course, but because it would remove one of the key obstacles in the way of our 7th consecutive League One victory. Namely the huge incentive that such vitriol will give his team and players, to stick one over us.

This is the managerial equivalent of course to the old adage that players always score against their former clubs.

I’m fairly certain that there is actually no statistical significance to this theory, but if there was then the fact that most ex-players are booed rather then cheered offers a fairly obvious explanatory factor.

In recent seasons Charlton fans have spurred the likes of Jermaine Defoe and even Kevin Lisbie, to score goals for their new clubs at The Valley.

Anyone who has played competitive sport even at an amateur level, will know that they can find an extra gear when riled somehow by the opposition, and if the anger is channelled in the right way.

Pards didn’t deliberately fail at Charlton. He was never as good a manager as he thought he was, and his arrogance prevented him from recognizing this and perhaps doing something about it.

The Board appointed him at a time of panic after the Les Reed fiasco, and his credentials at that time were impressive, if perhaps not impeccable.

The first twelve months were not so bad, a reasonable attempt to secure Premiership safety followed by an impressive start to Championship football. His first four signings could hardly be faulted either (Zheng, Thatcher, Bougherra and Song).

He is thus generally absolved from blame for our Premiership relegation, although I was disappointed that rather than push on from those 10 points earned beginning with the win over West Ham, instead we completely lost momentum.

The 0-0 televised draw at a weakened Man City was one of the most negative tactical performances I’ve seen, at precisely the time when we should have been taking some risks to earn three more points. We never won another game.

Then once results began to deteriorate rapidly after Xmas 2007, it was clear that there was no ‘Plan B’ to reassert our promotion credentials, and by the start of 2008/9 there were worrying signs that our very worst fears could be realised (and they were).

A tendency to overpay for several misfiring strikers, was compounded by several destabilizing loan signings that detracted from, rather than added to the squad.

The quality of our passing football this season (albeit against inferior opposition), is a damning indictment on what was served up for most of the period under Pardew. The over-reliance on long balls to Iwelumo was made stranger by the fact that he subsequently sold him.

His erratic team selections were hardly conducive meanwhile to building confidence and consistency.

If the masterplan meanwhile was to mix promising but unproven youth from home and abroad (Moutaouakil, McLeod, Varney, etc.), with experienced journeymen (Iwelumo, McCarthy, Weaver, Todorov etc..), then for whatever reason it simply didn’t work.

The subsequent obsession with loans to try to fill the gaps, was effectively an omission of failure although you knew he’d lack the humility to acknowledge it.

In fairness, he did uncover a few gems too, at least two of which (Racon and Bailey) are now driving Phil Parkinson’s new-look team forward.

By the end however he became almost a laughing stock, pausing to blame anyone or anything for our misfortune, except himself. His post-match press conferences were a blogger’s dream.

My ongoing problem with Pardew however, was that I simply couldn’t stand the bloke. Arrogance is never an attractive trait, but occasionally it can be excused if accompanied by real achievement and talent (think Jose Mourinho for example).

But in this case, one quickly realised it was a façade to try to hide away from his inadequacies as coach and manager.

It obviously works for him however, because he was rarely off our screens or airwaves during his break, and now he’s back in football which returns me of course to Saturday’s fixture.

Despite a 10-point deduction, Southampton were installed by the bookmakers as a 16/1 pre-season shot for the League One title, odds that seemed aggressive even at that time given the turmoil going on behind the scenes.

The club eventually fell into safe and moneyed Swiss hands, and whilst they have only begun slowly to splash the cash (Rickie Lambert the main exception), one suspects they will do so in earnest in January if relegation remains a clear threat. Whether Pardew is still there to spend it is a moot point at this rate.

The unusual sight of a team on –6 points is potentially rather flattering in the sense that one focuses on the effect of the original deduction, and not the fact that even without it, they’d still only be sitting one place higher in 23rd spot.

However if Pardew is to be believed, their performances are starting to improve and defensively at least, they are not amongst the division’s laggards.

Fraser Richardson came through his own injury scare last weekend, and put on an impressive display, so we can only hope that both Bailey and Racon can play through their own rumoured niggles.

If not, then the depth of our squad will be tested for the first time this season with Parkinson facing a particular conundrum in left midfield where the choices appear to range from the conservative (Basey), through the cavalier (McKenzie), and to the downright speculative (Holden).

If Racon is unfit, then Matt Spring would appear to be the obvious replacement unless he does something more drastic, and opts for 4-4-2 although a Semedo-Shelvey midfield does not fill one with great confidence.

I managed to watch most of Saturday’s game on a respectable internet feed, and again was impressed with the quality of football on show, not least that classy 2nd goal.

However, if one watches just the highlights clip on the CAFC Player site, then one realizes that just like the Wycombe and Orient games, on another day we could easily have taken just a point.

Jonjo Shelvey still does not do enough for me in that free role behind Deon Burton, and as our most valuable player, it seems strange for me to conclude that he'd perhaps be the one out of the unchanged eleven that I'd be least concerned to have missing.

Thus whilst acknowledging our spectacular and largely deserved 100% start, let’s also be humble enough to acknowledge that in a low-scoring sport like football, the line between victory and defeat is a thin one.

When that inevitable defeat (or even draw) happens, it’s the way we react and bounce back that will be key. Let’s hope it doesn’t happen on Saturday, but if it does why give ourselves the collective opportunity to worry that we did Pardew’s side a favour, by letting our fans do his teamtalk for him?

NY Addick predicts: Charlton 1 (Burton), Southampton 1 (Lambert). Att: 18,235.

Friday, September 04, 2009

Brentford Preview

Whilst Leeds and Charlton are setting a cracking early pace in League One, there are three other teams that remain unbeaten after five games.

This compares for example with League Two, where no team managed to enter August without defeat.

MK Dons are picking up where they left off under Paul Ince, whilst Millwall are quietly setting foundations for a promotion push with an unbeaten start, despite only scoring four goals in the process.

The fifth unbeaten side is of course tomorrow’s opponents Brentford, further evidencing the oft-repeated theory that promoted sides maintain their positive momentum, despite competing at a higher level.

This is perhaps not hugely surprising, especially in the two lower divisions where few clubs have outlandishly disproportionate wealth, and where distortions such as ‘parachute payments’ are not a factor.

Last season newly promoted Peterborough waltzed through League One, whilst the aforementioned MK Dons came mightily close to emulating them with what would have been an incredible ‘double double promotion’.

Lest it be forgotten meanwhile that Hull City were competing on the Football League’s fourth rung as recently as 2003/4, before their own double promotion to the Championship and just three years later, the Premiership.

Plymouth Argyle were another that managed back-to-back promotions from 2001-2003, and are now firmly ensconced in the Championship’s midtable.

Thus whilst it’s easy to dismiss the likes of Brentford as mere local cannon fodder, it should be noted that if such very visible confidence can be engendered by our own mere five-match winning run, imagine how good it must feel to be part of a team that has lost just 7 times in its past 51 matches?

Although the two clubs have only competed in the same division twice since the 1970s, they have more in common than merely wearing red and white, and being situated next to the Thames on opposite sides of town.

Both enjoyed their heyday in the years leading up to the War, and season 1934/35 was a title-winning one for each with the Addicks lifting the Third Division (South), and the Bees the old Second Division.

We subsequently enjoyed our own ‘double promotion’ in 1935/36 to join them in the First Division for the first time ourselves.

The following three consecutive seasons witnessed the remarkable sight of both Charlton and Brentford occupying top six positions throughout, with Charlton’s highest-ever finish of 2nd in 1936/37 being just four places above Brentford in 6th:

Pts
1. Manchester City 57
2. CHARLTON 54
3. Arsenal 52
4. Derby County 49
5. Wolves 47
6. BRENTFORD 46

Had Hitler’s Germany not decided to rampage through Europe, who knows how football’s history books might have been rewritten. By way of comparison during that heady 1936/37 season, Spurs and West Ham finished 10th and 6th respectively in the Second Division.

Whilst Charlton managed to keep things intact enough to reach a couple of swift post-War FA Cup finals, and maintain First Division status for eleven seasons, Brentford were relegated immediately after League football recommenced.

In order perhaps to assist in drowning their sorrows, fans have a pub on each corner of Griffin Park to choose from, the only ground in the country with such an extravagance.

By 1954/55 they were back in Division Three (South), and they have managed just a single season since in the domestic game’s second tier (in 1992/93). On that occasion we eked out a 1-0 victory at The Valley, just four months after our return home from exile.

The visitors have injury worries tomorrow, and amongst others will be without former Addick striker Charlie McDonald, who has worked his way up from rejection by Charlton and a non-League tour of duty, to earn League contracts firstly at Southend United, and now Brentford.

Meanwhile a minor injury to Fraser Richardson threatens to force the first change upon Charlton’s winning team, with 18-year old Chris Solly likely to be offered a first start.

It is worth recalling that Jose Semedo has acquitted himself well at right-back in the past, but his outstanding performances in midfield suggest the introduction of Solly would be the least disruptive option.

However assuming there’s no risk of lasting damage, then based on the lack of clarity in reports, then one suspects Richardson might well play.

We are going to have to experience the bitter taste of a draw before too long, let alone a defeat. However so impressive have been the team’s performances, and given the additional resources acquired in midweek, we are entitled to feel confident but not conceited at this point.

The teams last met during Alan Curbishley’s final season, a crowd of 22,098 seeing Charlton secure a last-eight FA Cup berth, with a 3-1 victory. None of the 16 players on show that day remain at the club.

The lunchtime start may be an unusual and additional influential factor, with no player’s body clock adjusted to playing at that time, whether in training or for matches.

Unexpected results are often witnessed for example following Boxing Day’s typical early kick-offs, so punters may fancy an investment on an early goal for either side, as players wake up.

I think Parkinson’s late morning teamsheet will look as follows: Elliott, Richardson, Youga, Llera, Dailly, Semedo, Racon, Shelvey, Sam, Bailey, Burton. Subs: Randolph, Solly, Basey, Spring, Wagstaff, Tuna, McLeod.

NY Addick predicts: Charlton 3 (Burton, Shelvey, McLeod), Brentford 0. Att:15,988.

Thursday, September 03, 2009

Deadline Day

The approach to the transfer deadline has not been kind to the Addicks in recent years (think Parker, Murphy, etc.), but it was more bearable this time.

The January window tends to be more frantic anyhow, with agents taking advantage of panicky managers to offload their overpriced wares.

However it is hard to imagine that there wasn't considerable interest, especially from Championship clubs, for our sparkling midfield.

Thus we should be grateful to our Board for turning down any bids, and to any players concerned for not throwing any hissy fits.

Ironically the transfer deadline was irrelevant to the best piece of news from Tuesday, since it concerned a free agent.

Born in the Borough of Greenwich, and a member of an exceptional sporting family, Sam Sodje did not make the jump from non-League football until after his 25th birthday.

As a result, the popular defender with the prodigious leap has barely made 100 League starts. However 20 of them came in a Charlton shirt during 2007/8, impressive ones they were too generally, though he'll surely start on the bench against former club Brentford.

After a losing debut at home to QPR, he started in the following four consecutive victories and was generally a fixture until a daft red card at Norwich opened the way for Paddy McCarthy to return to Pardew's favour.

His two most impressive traits are his ability at attacking set pieces, and the infectious enthusiasm he brings, not seen perhaps since former Addick teammate Chris Powell moved on.

Whilst hardly a classical defender however, he offers vital cover for the incumbent pair who have seen only three goals go past Rob Elliot behind them. In the meantime, his most productive work may be done in the dressing room and on the training ground.

The other positions where we were desperate for cover, were centre forward and left midfield.

With the acquisition of Leon McKenzie, Phil Parkinson hopes to have killed two birds with one stone, a smart move perhaps unless both Messrs Bailey and Burton are injured or suspended concurrently.

His scoring record is impressive, averaging nearly a goal every other start, although he has also been utilised as a regular substitute.

He will have to prove his fitness, and at 31 years old he must represent a risky transfer given his recent injury problems. However the one-year deal and presumably unexceptional wages probably heavily discount this anyhow.

There's not much specific to say about the other deadline day acquisition of Luke Holden, except that after one good 'Luke' (Young) and one bad 'Luke' (Varney), it's perhaps worth remembering the words of The Hollies: "Just one Luke, that's all it took (yeah)"

If the signing is out of 'leftfield', then so is his position reportedly operating as an exciting winger (though they said that about Martin Christensen).

Like most clubs, we haven't had huge success with these speculative non-League purchases, although it doesn't stop us from trying.

Despite high hopes even recently, the likes of Chris Dickson and Stuart Fleetwood have failed to make the grade, whilst who even remembers the likes of Dorian Smith?

Perhaps our location in 'Greenwich Borough' persuades us we'll emulate our South London rivals, and uncover the next Ian Wright.

It's only an initial loan so there's not much to lose, but in order to believe in the potential of these types of signings, one has to believe also that the market for football talent is very 'inefficient'.

An inefficient market would imply that players can be found playing in leagues several rungs below their potential, and moreover that they can be prised away for next to nothing (implying no-one else has spotted the potential). Jonjo Shelvey playing for Charlton does not imply 'inefficiency' for example.

In a world of enormous scouting networks and voracious agents, it is hard to make a realistic case that a true 20-year old talent is hiding away in Rhyl, and is available for free. Perhaps on the beaches of Copacabana, or in the shanty towns of Soweto. However, I hope to be proved wrong.

Yassin Moutaouakil has finally found a club, and I bet no-one was expecting it to be Motherwell. If rumours are true that he struggled to settle in London, then I would worry about his mindset in an impoverished old steel town just outside of Glasgow.

His failure to make it at Charlton despite his obvious talents and French U-21 experience, only serves to further emphasise the challenge presented to the likes of Holden.

Parkinson's comments that his presence would present an obstacle to Chris Solly was odd however. After all, we're a professional football club not the Chris Solly Development Trust; sometimes I'd wish they'd just tell the truth (we all know the Frenchman can play).

I was surprised to see him only go out on loan, but perhaps the club had no choice if the sole concern was getting his wages off the payroll.

He still has two years left on his contract, so we should all hope he is a roaring success in order to boost his transfer value. It's hard to envisage him having a future back at Charlton.

However if some of his past defending is anything to go by, he will be giving Scottish wingers more freedom than Abdelbaset Ali Mohamed Al Megrahi.

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Five Alive


Unable to face the M6 on a bank holiday weekend (and kudos to those Addicks who felt differently), I got my footballing fill instead at Barnet vs Notts County.

Not yet emboldened by a fit Sol Campbell, the division's hot favourites still contained a number of players who have played most of their football at a higher level (eg. Kasper Schmeichel, Johnnie Jackson, Lee Hughes).

However on Underhill's famous sloping pitch (which rarely delivers an outstanding spectacle), they were undone by Barnet's neater football and a 93rd minute winner. I was especially pleased as I backed the home side with a tenner at 5/2.

The quality of football on display was not impressive, but if two-goal Lloyd Sam should ever be prised away, we can do worse than look at young Albert Adomah of the Bees.

But enough about the minnows of League Two, what about the mighty Addicks, flying high after a fifth consecutive win (well sixth really if you're counting)?

Sometimes even I amaze myself with my own fickleness. Having witnessed his somewhat nervous post-match interviews last season, I had almost written off Phil Parkinson as a managerial lightweight. An honest and decent guy for sure, but certainly no motivator I concluded.

Now after another thumping win, I find myself nodding in agreement at his every word, and comparing his calm authority to Jose Mourinho. The line between low self-esteem and cool assuredness is apparently a thin one, especially when you're top of the table.

He has been fortunate with injuries and suspensions so far, and whilst the likes of Wagstaff have impressed in brief cameos, the team will surely lose some momentum when the inevitable changes have to be made.

During the three games I saw on this trip, I was especially pleased by the quality of our football, and reports suggest we surpassed even those performances today.

Parkinson's permanent signings have all appeared sensible, and have not cost the club a penny in fees.

This is true not only of the trio of defensive summer signings, but also Deon Burton and Matt Spring. Hopefully the right lessons have been learned from the flawed obsession with loans last season.

The way he is treating the various youngsters in the squad also appears thoughtful, hopefully to their long-term benefit.

Few fans will bemoan our youthful exit from the Carling Cup for example, and indeed how might today's result have been affected by the two teams' varied midweek exertions?

Whilst he was able to give Tamer Tuna a run-out with no pressure today meanwhile, he was willing to blood Messrs Wagstaff and Solly at a far more crucial period of the Walsall and Orient games.

In short, whilst the results are obviously extremely pleasing, they are not merely good fortune and therein lies the most important issue.

I think all we have asked from our myriad of recent managers is a sense of team spirit, some logic to team selection and transfers, and an observable game plan and tactics which maximised our chances of winning football matches.

In the spirit of balance Parkinson was hardly blameless for last season's debacle, indeed far from it. We were a shambles until the final half-dozen games or so, by which point the players could relax knowing their fate was effectively sealed.

And by definition, if a club suffers regular relegations, it eventually reaches a level where it can begin winning matches again.

However my Mum of all people raised an interesting issue this evening when she asked whether Curbs was coming back.

A month ago I think a majority of fans would have welcomed him with open arms, but right now there would be substantial opposition to such a move. As a compliment to what Parkinson has achieved this season, this is about as big as it gets.

The next three fixtures are intriguing. Firstly a televised local derby, followed by successive matches against the two fellow relegated clubs whose seasons have started as poorly, as ours has started superbly.

I don't take any great pleasure in watching Southampton's demise, but instead find myself admiring Alan Pardew's chutzpah in managing his media profile so well, and thus finding himself thrust back into management so quickly. What must the likes of Aidy Boothroyd make of it all?

Our winning run may already have ended before the Saints come to town, but it is worth recalling that the club's last outstanding winning run also ended at home, and also against the division's bottom side.

The aforementioned Curbs led the Addicks to an incredible run of 12 consecutive wins, before Dean Kiely's uncharacteristic fumble gifted Swindon an unlikely Valley win on 11th March 2000.

We won the Championship nonetheless and went on to enjoy seven fabulous Premiership years. If Parkinson can maintain even a fraction of that momentum, my fickleness will know no bounds (even if he loses to Pards).

Friday, August 28, 2009

Tranmere preview

Any natural optimism that Addicks fans must feel in advance of this fixture, would be tempered by a quick look at recent results between the clubs.

Throughout most of the 1990s, we enjoyed regular battles in football's second-tier, but one has to go back to 1974/75 for Charlton's last victory at Prenton Park. However six of the last eight meetings on their patch have seen the teams share the points.

The most painful memory of matches against Tranmere however, came at Upton Park rather than Prenton Park, when our brave and unexpected challenge for the play-offs was effectively ended by a 1-0 midweek defeat in our final home game of 1991/92.

Indeed those heady days for the Wirral club clearly marked a historic peak in their fortunes, forever in the shadow of bigger neighbours just across the Mersey. They even took to playing regular home games on a Friday night in an attempt to boost attendances.

Despite already being 32 when he made his debut, John Aldridge would register 174 goals for Tranmere as both player and player-manager, but he took them down to the third tier in 2001, where they have remained ever since.

Now another John with Liverpool connections sits behind the manager's desk at Prenton Park, a surprise appointment for Barnes following the dismissal of fellow ex-Addick, Ronnie Moore in the summer. A harsh punishment for failing to reach the play-offs on the final day of 2008/9.

Given his unceremonious brief spell as Celtic manager beginning in 1999, it was an unusual appointment, and one which smacked of a short-termist desire to boost the club's image, rather than a considered decision. Indeed strange comments about Moore's effect on attendances suggested as much.

Barnes is supported by local lad, Jason McAteer who had a reputation for being one of the less intelligent footballers (and there was much competition).

It is not clear whether this was deserved, but as a pairing, it does not bode well and early results are not promising either.

One would expect them to be a footballing side however, and perhaps one which is merely taking time to adapt to a new system rather than fundamentally flawed. They only dropped 19 points at home last season, so must be respected if not exactly feared.

Phil Parkinson will take confidence from the fact that fellow pace-setters Leeds beat Tranmere with ease last weekend. Hopefully minor injuries to Jose Semedo and Fraser Richardson, will not prevent the selection of the fifth consecutive unchanged side.

I return to the USA this weekend, with fond memories of three victories witnessed. The next couple of days could be vital for the club with the failure to complete the ridiculously protracted takeover, possibly requiring last-minute transfers before the window closes.

Nothing could do more to stop this momentum of optimism in its tracks, than the forced sale of a key member of what is developing into an impressive and balanced team.

NY Addick predicts: Tranmere 0, Charlton 1 (Burton). Att: 7,033.