Tracing Cardiff City’s complete change of character through two matches against Tottenham Hotspur.

Before getting into the crux of this piece, a few words about the issue which has been hitting the headlines at the club in the early days of 2019.

With the transfer window now open there has been plenty of conjecture about the players we may or may not be signing this month. Frankly, when I look at the extensive list of speculative suggestions who are, in some cases, on the brink of signing for us apparently, I’m struck by the completely contradictory signals they send out – are we going to be spending getting on for £20 million for an Argentinian striker and around £6 million on a teenage centre half from Galatasaray or are we bringing in a Celtic reject, now playing for Hibs, for less than £1 million or a twenty year old striker from Sunderland who may be coming here on a Bosman free transfer in the summer?

However, with the current scattergun approach to possible transfers seen on the plethora of sites which specialise in this sort of thing, attention has settled on the story concerning allegations being made against Craig Bellamy, the man in charge of the City’s successful Under 18 team, of bullying and anti English bias.

The story had been featured on a daily basis since Wednesday I think it was in the Daily Mail. It started off with claims from the parents of Alfie Madden, an English youngster who arrived at the club two and a half years ago after being released from West Ham, that Bellamy made their son’s life a misery at Cardiff with the result that they effectively withdrew him from the club with just under a half of his two year deal left – there are also claims today that there is another player besides Madden who has made a complaint against Bellamy and is still at the club.

I could say plenty about this from both sides of the argument, but I would prefer to leave it until the club’s investigation into the story has been completed – as for Bellamy, he has denied all of the allegations and has, at his own behest, stood down from his post until the club enquiry has been concluded.

I mention the Bellamy story here mainly because it is connected, albeit loosely, to the subject of this article. As one of the people responsible for developing young players good enough to, eventually, play first team football for City, Bellamy has to be under pressure due to the fact that what was a stream of them has now slowed to what can’t even be called a trickle – to be fair to our former player, he is a relatively new employee at our Academy and, as such, can hardly be assigned “blame” for the lack of quality youngster coming through during the period of, say, 2010/2017.

On Tuesday City were brushed aside by a Tottenham outfit which, despite the glowing reputation they and their manager enjoy, have not won anything tangible since lifting the League Cup in 2008. The final score was 3-0, but, having got three goals clear, Spurs effectively declared before half an hour had been played – the gap in quality between the two teams was embarrassing as City’s inept defending played a part in each goal conceded.

The Cardiff side that subsided meekly against Spurs, following earlier home thrashings by both Manchester clubs, did not have a single Welshman in its starting eleven and there wasn’t one among the seven on the bench either. If you were looking for the closest thing to a “local boy” in the Cardiff eighteen that were shown to be not remotely in Spurs’ league, then I suppose you’d go for Bristol born Bobby Decordova-Reid who I somehow think was hardly in with the away fans in any Severnside derby he may have attended at Ashton Gate as a kid!

So, when the Spurs fans began singing “He’s one of our own”, as they have been doing about Harry Kane for the last five years or more, after our shambolic defending presented him with a goal in the third minute, our fans had no one who we could come back with using the same tune in reply. No surprise there really, because, apart from the odd brief rendition relating to Merthyr born Declan John when he played a few matches during Paul Trollope’s ill-starred reign as team boss, it’s a song that has never been heard coming from the the home support at Cardiff City Stadium.

How different it all was back in March 1961. On the eleventh of that month, a crowd of 45,000 plus made its way to Ninian Park for a Saturday evening kick off (Wales had played what was a Five Nations match in those days at Cardiff Arms Park a few hours earlier) to see their side take on a Spurs team on their way to capturing the First Division title. Not only that, they would also win the FA Cup a few weeks later, thus becoming the first side to win the League and Cup double in the twentieth century.

Now, any football comparison between the game of nearly sixty years ago and the one now is going to face charges that you are not comparing like for like. Therefore, let’s concede straight away that general playing standards in their domestic game’s top division were probably not as high in 1961 as they are now. Players are fitter these days, better prepared in terms of things like diet and their mental approach towards the game – probably most tellingly, the Premier League is a far more international competition than the old First Division was back then. The First Division was, primarily, a competition for the best the British Isles had to offer, whereas the Premier League has many of the best players on the planet performing in it every week.

So, it’s entirely possible that, despite their lack of silverware, the Spurs team of 2019 would be able to overcome their one of 1961 if they were ever able to play each other. However, when measured by what was available in 1961 and what preceded them, the team that won the first domestic double in sixty four years and in 1963 became the first British side to win a European club trophy, has, surely, to be one of the best this country had seen at that time.

The Cardiff team that faced Spurs that night had, like City’s current side, been promoted from the domestic game’s second tier the season before and had spent the first half of the 60/61 campaign too close to the relegation places for comfort. However, an improvement, which began after a 6-1 defeat at Blackpool on Bonfire night and saw them lose only three league matches in sixteen left them safely ensconced in ninth place when Spurs came  visiting.

Therefore, the team which were to win the league by eight points back in those days when it was just two points for a win, must have known it wouldn’t be straightforward for them in Cardiff, but, nevertheless, their 3-2 defeat must have been seen as a pretty big shock at the time.

There are plenty of possible candidates for the award of Cardiff City’s best ever one off win in their history. 1-0 over Arsenal in 1927 would, obviously, be one, as I suppose would be 1-0 over Real Madrid in 1971 or, maybe, 2-1 in Lisbon against Sporting in 1964. 2-1 over Leeds in 2002 is a candidate given the relative status of the two sides going into the game, but, if you are talking about league fixtures only, I think I’d come up with a couple of 3-2s (Man City, the eventual Premier League Champions in 2013 and Spurs in 1961) and I can remember my parents telling me about a 2-0 win over Champions Wolves at Molineux in 1955 some three months after being beaten 9-1 by the same opposition at Ninian Park.

Forced to choose between those three though, I’d go for beating Spurs because of all of the trophies they side won (they also retained the FA Cup in 1962).

So, what was the City side which proved to be good for the “Glory, glory Tottenham Hotspur” side of the early 60’s – the contrast in make up between that team and the Welshman free zone that was our eighteen on Tuesday is very telling. Here is the eleven that managed to do what the current team couldn’t on Tuesday;-

Goalkeeper Ron Nicholls was born in Sharpness and was signed from Bristol Rovers.

Cardiff born Alan Harrington spent his whole senior career at the club after signing from local team Cardiff Nomads as an eighteen year old.

Ron Stitfall was another Cardiffian who came through the club’s junior ranks and played over 400 times in a sixteen year first team career which began in 1947.

Barry Hole originated from Swansea, but signed for us and made his first team debut as a teenager in 59/60.

Scotsman Danny Malloy was born in Denny Loan and was signed from Dundee in 1955.

Colin Baker’s route into football was identical to Harrington’s – another local boy who became a one club man over thirteen seasons after arriving from Cardiff Nomads.

Brian Walsh from Aldershot arrived from Arsenal in 1955.

Hengoed born Graham Moore came up through City’s junior ranks, signing a professional contract in 1958 as a seventeen year old. A few months later he scored on his first team debut.

Derek Tapscott was born in Barry and scored stacks of goals for his home town club. City were one of the clubs interested in signing him, but he moved to Arsenal as a twenty one year old and joined us five years later.

Peter Donnolly was from Hull and joined us from Scunthorpe in 1960.

Stockton born Derek Hogg also arrived in 1960 from West Brom.

More than half of the side were Welshmen then and, apart from Barry Hole, five of them were born within a fifteen mile radius of Cardiff with three of them being from the city itself.

City reached a season high sixth after their magnificent win. Maybe it was the effort put in on that night which was responsible, but they were not to win another match that season – in fact, their last nine games produced just three draws as they declined to a fifteenth placed finish some five points above relegated Newcastle.

The win over Spurs cannot be discounted as a one off freak result though, because third placed Wolves were also beaten 3-2 at Ninian Park, fourth placed Burnley were another to leave Cardiff defeated (by 2-1 and we beat them by the same score at Turf Moor), while sixth placed Leicester came a cropper here as well by losing 2-1 and, in another comaprison which shows the team from fifty eight years ago in a better light than the current side, seventh finishing Manchester United were thumped by 3-0..

So, a Cardiff team with a majority of Welshmen in it were able to consistently take on the best in the old First Division on their own ground that season and beat them. Certainly, the contrast between those results and the feeble efforts put in by the current team against the big six at Cardiff City Stadium are marked and cannot just be explained away by the probable lower standard competition in the early sixties. If Cardiff could field a team like that fifty seven years ago, why can’t we find even one Welshmen considered good enough to merit a starting place for us now?

I can’t answer that question in any way that satisfies me, but I do note that 1960/61 was anything but a one off.

A few years earlier, City had a spell in the old First Division around the mid fifties and which lasted for five seasons and invariably they had a majority of Welshmen in the team then. For example, the side which played its first game back in Division One after an absence of nearly twenty five years had six Welsh born players in it, while there were the same number of “natives” in the team which won that game with Wolves I mentioned earlier.

In fact, Cardiff teams throughout the club’s ninety nine year Football League existence have drawn heavily upon the talent in this area and while my knowledge of the club’s history is not sufficient to state this categorically, I’m pretty confident that that every Cardiff City manager in our Football League tenure up to and including Dave Jones would have had no compunction in giving a local youngster a first team debut in a league fixture with something on it if the situation warranted it.

Of the managers since Jones, Malky Mackay gave a first team debut to Declan John in our first game in the top flight in over half a century and in his each of his first two seasons with us regularly included an English born Academy team graduate in the seventeen year old Joe Ralls and nineteen year old Ben Nugent. Mackay’s successor Ole Gunnar Solskjaer marked our final game in the Premier League in 2014 by bringing on another Academy graduate Cardiff born Tom James for a league debut (albeit in a “meaningless” match), while Paul Trollope was appointed with the intention of introducing a “Cardiff way” which involved promotion of young Welsh talent, but didn’t stay long enough to show whether he would have implemented it or not – what is known though is that the “Cardiff way” died a death with Trollope’s departure!

I always feel a bit guilty that the only times I tend to mention Russel Slade these days is to say what an appalling City manager he was when it comes to youth development , but as this piece is about that very subject, that guilty feeling is not that strong this time! Slade wasn’t a complete failure as a City manager, far from it, but his record demonstrably proves that he was just awful when it came to developing and/or promoting young talent, be it Welsh born or not.

Current boss Neil Warnock has to be a realistic contender as best City manager ever, but I find his record when it comes to youth development disappointing. He’s not in the Slade class because players such as Swansea born Mark Harris and Merthyr’s Cameron Coxe have made first team debuts under his tenure, with Harris even playing some league football for us, but, tellingly, never in games that couldn’t have the term “meaningless end of season affair” applied to it.

So, something has changed in what is a pretty short time when you consider the total period of our Football League existence. It seems to me that somewhere along the line during this decade, picking youngsters for our first team has come to eb regarded as a risk not worth taking,

Is it a coincidence that this period equates to the time Vincent Tan arrived on the scene? I suspect it is, except that it may be that the demand for success has become greater, but, even then, three different managers were able to pick youngsters for the first team and it was only when Slade arrived that they disappeared altogether.

Of course, it needs to be said that the higher up the league structure you go, the better you have to be if you’re a youngster trying to break into the first team and it’s definitely true to say that there have been a few players at Cardiff in this decade who would have played first team football for the club if they had been around in, say, the eighties or nineties. However, local youngsters were always able to find their way into the first team in our previous stays in the top flight in the twenties, fifties and sixties and, anyway, for most of this decade when we have been a Welshman free zone, we have been a second tier side – again a level where we were never so reluctant to look to youth as we are now.

Also, I would argue that as the number of South Wales born youngsters in the Cardiff side has dried up, so their influence in the Welsh senior side has grown. Ryan Giggs, Craig Bellamy, Gareth Bale and Aaron Ramsey are among the best players ever produced by this country in many people’s eyes and they were all born in, or very close to, Cardiff. Furthermore, this era, possibly the most successful in Wales’ history, includes players such as Joe Ledley, Chris Gunter and James Collins who all started off at City and are, as with the four others just mentioned, from Cardiff and its surrounding area.

Therefore, far from a bleak period, this is something of a boom time for football talent produced in this area and yet, after, playing an active part in the early days of what has been something of a renaissance for the Welsh national team, Cardiff City representation has been conspicuous by it’s absence in recent years. Is this because the kids at Cardiff just aren’t good enough or are they being held back for some reason in a manner they have never been before?

I’ll finish on something of an optimistic note by saying that Coxe, James Waite and Lloyd Humprhies, who are all members of the Under 23 side that came through the club’s Academy have travelled to Gillingham as part of a nineteen man squad for tomorrow’s FA Cup tie. Given City’s ongoing problems in the right back position, I’d say Coxe should start the game, but it’s more likely to be Lee Peltier I suppose and I wonder if we will see any of the young trio playing a part?

I hope I’m wrong, but my guess is that we won’t. Even if we do, the day when there will be a  Welsh presence in the Cardiff City line up for “bread and butter” league games still seems an awful long way away – I find that not only sad, but also short sighted and, in the end, counter productive.

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Should we just assume that Cardiff City won’t get a point against the top six this season?

If we stay up this season I have a request regarding season tickets for 2019/20 Cardiff City home games. It’s a totally selfish request, I realise that, but after sitting through today’s 3-0 defeat at the hands of a dominant Tottenham Hotspur side, it’s one I feel I have to make.

Could  a new season ticket category be introduced whereby you are buy a ticket for the thirteen games against the “rest” only, thereby ensuring that the fan buying the ticket does not have to watch the matches against the big six clubs.

I’m being facetious there, but as is quite often the case when someone uses that type of humour, there is a serious point behind it. After giving a typically flakey Arsenal side a good run for their money in a match where we competed throughout and could easily have got a draw, the subsequent home games against Manchester City, Manchester United and Tottenham have been pitiful – there is no pleasure whatsoever to be taken from seeing your side being taken apart so effortlessly and the worst thing about these thrashings is that there are no signs of any evidence to suggest that we are learning any lessons from them.

As well as our home trouncings, we have lost 4-1 at both Chelsea and Liverpool, while Spurs were pretty comfortable in beating us 1-0 at Wembley with a team missing quite a few of their first choice players.

Last time we were in this division, much was made of our win against a Manchester City side that would go on to win the title and, in many ways, it has meant that our subsequent awful record against the big six has been ignored. The truth is though that, apart from a home draw with Manchester United courtesy of a very late header by Kimbo, we were beaten in all of our other games against the big six in 13/14

Nevertheless, the signs are that the four points we gained that season are going to be a few more than we’ll manage this time around. I make it that it’s now fifteen straight defeats to the big six, with a total of forty nine goals conceded in that time.

This time around, it’s seven defeats from seven with twenty five conceded and, when you consider all of the evidence set out in those last few paragraphs, I don’t believe there can be too much argument with my contention that  we are the worst team in the Premier League when it comes to matches against the top six – after all, it’s impossible for any team to have a worse record than ours!

I started by concentrating on the three most recent home matches we’ve played against the top six and I had hoped we’d seen the last of the humiliating home defeats after Manchester City’s cruise of a 5-0 win which denied us even a slight degree of hope that we could score at some time during the ninety minutes. I still believe that the defending Champions could have scored ten against us if they had needed to, but at least we kept them out for the first quarter of the game before our defensive dam burst.

For me, the most disappointing aspects of the two most recent games have been how the hopes of a sell out crowd have been deflated so early on in the game.  Against Manchester United, a defensive wall which was not set up very well failed to do its job properly and our keeper could therefore only watch helplessly as Rashford’s free kick whistled in, but tonight was so much worse.

With the scoreboard clock showing something like one minute fifty seconds played, I jokingly remarked that we were going to hold out for longer than we did against Manchester United. By saying this, I accept my share of the blame for what followed in the next thirty seconds or so, but I refuse to be held solely responsible – I would say I should have three or four co defendants at least!

City were the holders of a proud record going into the game – that is that they were the only current Premier League team that Harry Kane had not scored against. Well, he has done now, but having only watched what happened just the once, I’m still not sure quite how this came about – one second Sean Morrison seemed to be on his way to clearing a cross from our left hand side and the next the ball was hitting Kane and rolling into the net.

The sense of deflation as the ball trundled gently into our net was palpable, but City responded in a fairly positive manner which helped to get the crowd going a bit. However, it didn’t take long for for Spurs, who it must be admitted played some lovely stuff in the first half an hour or so, to cut through us again before Christian Eriksen appeared to wrong foot Etheridge by giving him the ”eyes” and then rolling the ball beyond him.

Therefore, City found themselves 2-0 down with barely ten minutes played. This time though there seemed to be an appreciation from the City faithful that there was little they could do to try and transform  the situation. The die had been cast and there was no way of influencing things on the pitch – the home crowd found their voices somewhat as the final whistle approached, but were generally a lot quieter than has been the norm this season.

Spurs, now doing much as they wanted, added another from Son Heung-Min before half an hour had been played and that was the end of the scoring, even though I had the feeling that, like Man City, they could have doubled their lead if there had been a reason for them to do so.

City restored a little pride by, largely through Etheridge, keeping Spurs goalless in the second half while also forcing Lloris into a save or two, but there is a reason why the details of the game are a bit vague to me – after the second goal went in, the amount of attention I gave the match declined quite markedly, I was watching it, but my mind often seemed to be elsewhere.

I wrote all of the above straight after getting home from the game before the need for sleep took over and I nodded off. Looking at it now, there are clues that I was getting very tired because it does get a bit rambling, but I’m going to keep it as it is because, having now slept on it, I still think it accurately represents my feelings when it comes to our hopeless performances against the so called top six clubs.

The way we have been opened up so easily in our last two fixtures against the league’s recognised stronger sides is an indication that our problem with them is getting worse rather than better.

We had one hundred and fourteen points to play for at the start of the season, but, based on the evidence so far, the reality may well be that the figure is actually seventy eight because there is very little to suggest that we are going to get anything from our twelve matches against the teams currently occupying the top six places in the league.

Trying to be optimistic, although they were beaten 4-1 at the Emirates yesterday, Fulham, just like Burnley at the same ground over the Christmas period, were well in the game for long periods – Arsenal are not playing well and haven’t done so for weeks, so we might possibly get a point if we go up there and play with the sort of spirit and skill we showed at Leicester especially. Manchester United on the final day of the season may offer some hope as well I suppse if we go there needing something from the match and they have nothing to play for.

Apart from those two slight possibilites, it’s hard to see where we can get anything from our five remaining matches against the top clubs, but, on the available information, I suppose we should be grateful that only two of the five games are at Cardiff City Stadium, because, contrary to the overall theme of the season so far, we seem to be better off playing the leading sides away.

Maybe, there is a bit of a feeling that we have to at least look to attack when we play at home, but only one of our four home matches with  the top six so far has been remotely competitve and, with the way we went about things against the two Manchester clubs and Spurs, there has to be a chance that even Arsenal would find a visit here much easier to cope with now than they did back in September.

When you look at the sides around us, only Fulham look possible contenders for our title of worst team in the Premier League when it comes to playing the top six – Burnley gave Liverpool a very tough time of it at Turf Moor a month ago before losing narrowly, Huddersfield took Arsenal all the way at the Emirates before losing by a late goal to nil, Southampton beat Arsenal, it needed a wonder goal for Man City to beat Newcastle at the Etihad and Palace won at that ground, as well as drew at Old Trafford, recently.

Although we’re almost certainly not talking about many points, it seems to me that most of our relegation rivals can be more hopeful of getting the occasional good result against the big boys than we can. However, thankfully, there are only six of them and the signal sent out so far in our encounters with the rest of the division is that we may be able to amass enough points for survival even if we don’t get any of those thirty six points on offer againsr Liverpool, Man City and the rest.

We’ve taken eighteen out of forty two points on offer so far in our fixtures with our other thirteen opponents in the division and our largest margin of defeat in these matches has been the two goals losses at Bournemouth and West Ham. There are another thirty six points on offer against the rest before the end of the season and, if we can maintain our current results against them, then I’d say we should get another fifteen, possibly sixteen, points.

Thirty three or thirty four points might well be enough to ensure survival based on the way the season has gone so far, but it would be cutting things fine. However, I would say that there are two things which offer hope for City that our final total may be more than that.

First, contrary to what is happening when we come up against the top teams, we appear to be getting better at competing alongside the rest and so it’s a possibility that those reamining fixtures may bring more points than I have anticipated.

Second, after looking incapable of gaining points on our travels for much of the time, our last two games, especially the win against the side currently standing seventh in the table, offer the hope that we can go into the away matches we have left against sides in the relegation dogfight more confident of getting something out of them than we would have been before Christmas – again recent events and performances offer the hope that we can get to more than thirty three or thirty four points, even if we don’t get a single point against the top six.

One thing I should mention before I finish, last night was the third occasion this season  that Kevin Friend has taken charge of one of our games and I sincerely hope it was the last. Although we managed to beat Fulham with him in charge (he also officiated in our first game at Bournemouth), it was despite him rather than because of him – he has given us virtually nothing in those three matches. That said, I’m sure the linseman on the Ninian Stand side of the pitch did break the monotomy of him awarding everything to our opponents by giving us the very occasional throw in decision somewhere along the way last night, but I can honestly say that this morning I cannot recall it having happened!

Mr Friend and that linesman weren’t the reason why we lost last night, but, as City are proving so well, it’s hard enough trying to get anything from games against the top sides anyway, without having officials who seem to have a default setting which always favours the Spurs’ of this world taking charge of these games.

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