Hours can be passed trying to
diagnose all the causes of the recent Dutch debacle. The magnitude of De Oranje’s ineptitude on
and off the pitch provided a plethora of material for the footie pundits and arm-chair
analysts. In the face of any kind of
adversity or pressure, Bert van Marwijk’s men recoiled in a manner more akin to
a third grader with crippling stage fright than a team of (purported) seasoned
pros. Their utter and complete lack of
any sort of cohesion or coordination strangely reminiscent of the Germany’s mishandling of the Eurozone sovereign debt crisis, and the culmination of all of
this being, of course, Holland’s worst ever tournament showing.
That about sums it up.
The side has hit such a bottom that the post transvestite sucker-punching Danny Bonaduce is still looking down on them.
It can no longer be denied: now is the
time for KNVB to get help.
Perhaps the only good news for Dutch
fans is that the history of football shows us that this feat is not beyond the
scope. It was only just over a decade
ago that Germany experienced their worst tournament showing since the 1938 World Cup, exiting the 2000 Euros in the most inglorious of fashions. A mere eight years later they were competing
in the European Championship final in Vienna and another four years on
from that they are considered the class of this tourney (along with Spain) and
have high hopes for World Cup 2014.
Before Germany it was France,* whose
reconstruction was necessitated by an inability to even qualify 1994 World
Cup. Four years on, they were world champions. And on whom did the French
model their rehabilitation?
The Netherlands, of course. They are the very originators of football
reinvention, who pioneered a youth system that produced a side capable of
winning Euro 1988, reversing a draught that saw them fail to qualify for the
previous iteration of that competition (as well as the two prior World Cups).
That's more like it.
Let’s just hope that this turnaround
follows the trajectory of the Robert Downey Jr. rather than the Lindsay Lohan variety.
I’m in the optimistic camp. Euro 2020 field, you’ve been warned.
*Actually, it is now France again
after their South African abomination.
And look how far they’ve come: leading Group D going into the final round of group matches and no
mutinies of which to speak. Time really
does heal all wounds.
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