The Brickell Blog

Football Foibles

June 11th, 2010

The World Cup starts today with hopes to be realised and ravaged in equal measure. Despite the game of football often being too uneventful compared to its more manly, intelligent and exciting counterpart, rugby, it’s the penalty shoot-out that changes all this. It’s one of the most nerve-wracking moments in world sport.

I write from England, on whose team millions of British aspirations are pinned for world soccer domination glory. But our track record in this tournament – apart from the historic 1966 win – is not a great one. And that’s down to confidence and to attitude. Despite being paid obscene amounts of money the England team seems to crumble when the pressure is really on.

Out goes the passion, the belief, the courage and the confidence. It’s like they’re in a psychological straight jacket, as we saw in the World Cup in 2006, Euro 2004, World Cup 1998, Euro 96 and Italia 90 as the penalty shoot-outs, like the one in this video, have showed. England v Portugal penalty shoot-out at Euro 2004

They have been heart-breaking, but in some ways not surprising. And this is down to the inidividual and team confidence that is affected by fear – their fear of playing on a huge world stage with huge expectations and equally sizeable scrutiny.

If the players – and their support staff – gear their mindset right so their attitude matches their great aptitude, they will acheive great things. Good luck!

Bigotgate has helped Gordon Brown

May 6th, 2010

It was crass. It was cringing. And it seemed a sure-fire vote loser when the British Prime Minister Gordon Brown called Gillian Duffy “a bigoted woman” just after meeting the once staunch Labour party supporter last week.

Forgetting he was still wearing his radio lapel microphone was a silly but easy enough mistake to make. But the decision by his team to let their man – the British leader, no less – be filmed shortly afterwards in a badly lit BBC Radio 2 studio wearing some clunky “cans” (headphones) while sitting down behind a bank of studio microphones and then to have his private outburst played back to him was cretinous.

His advisors screwed up badly – again – and, in fact, continued to do so that day. It made the British leader look and feel foolish and it was excruciatingly undignified as he squirmed with his head in his hands when it was not hung in abject shame. I felt sorry for him and, I suspect, so did many others, despite his gaff.

It was said that this was the final nail in the electoral coffin for Mr Brown who had been told before the General Election that he was probably going to lose anyway. But then something startling happened.

No doubt, with nothing to lose, Gordon Brown started being himself for the last week of the campaign, without too many unnatural rictus grins for the cameras. He became passionate. He became natural. In short, he started acting as if he didn’t care what people thought of him or care for what his mixed bag of advisors were telling him. It was as if he found some hidden confidence which made him decide to forego the often false theatre of electioneering and behave like a normal human being who cared.

He spoke with more confidence and belief. And it was the most appealing our Prime Minister has been throughout the course of this General Election campaign. It was reminiscent of when, against advice, the former Tory Prime Minister John Major got on his soap box in the equally desperate 1992 General Election and communciated with the electorate the old fashioned way by being himself. It worked and they won.

Even if he doesn’t win tomorrow after today’s poll and even if he’s left it too late to make what would be an impressive comeback to retain power, Gordon Brown will at least have gone out fighting. He will have looked and, let’s hope, have felt a more confident and compelling man and a force to be reckoned with.

Big Hair. Bad Hair. What Hair.

April 23rd, 2010

Hair can and will affect our confidence. Rule No.1: Get a good haircut. Bad hair – and there’s a lot of it about – is like letting moss and unsightly weeds grow on the natural slate roof of a beautiful Cotswold stone cottage and not mending any broken slates. Or worse. Putting a corrugated iron roof on such a beautiful picture postcard home.

There are people who, in hair terms, do the equivalent: women who, for some baffling reason, allow or even encourage a hairdresser to create something so severe and visually distressing that, if they were a house, they’d never get it past council planners; and men who, in the same vein, would be sued for neglect. Just as such houses won’t sell, nor will people buy into you as easily as if your face is not better framed.

For those men with receding, balding or temporarily mislaid hair (theft is on the increase it seems. Mine was confiscated by French Customs officials 2 years ago and interned at a refuge for baffling creatures) then cut or shave it more closely. Things have moved on a lot since the 7th century when the tonsure first tormented Catholic monks. Comb-overs are just ephemeral comedy value and will make sure you stay single while keeping the girls (and boys too, for that matter) amused – but for all the wrong reasons. And, as for toupees, they should be outlawed in right thinking countries and confiscated on sight and given a good home somewhere else…like the inside of a cushion.