Friday, July 8, 2016

EM 2016--Goodbyes and Championship Pick

Dearest Friends,

EM 2016
Before bidding you farewell and imparting his best wishes for the next calendar year, your eccentric Kraut Bookie tips his hat to all of you. ; )  Thank you, my friends. Danke Schön, mein Brüder. ; ) I extend my deepest and most heartfelt gratitude to all of you for another enchanted Summer full of friendly wagers, uproarious riffs, and treasured conversations. Everyone pitched in and did their part. Together we achieved what no other cynical-minded person of our age cohort might have thought possible: We celebrated fourteen years of non-commercial-oriented friendship!

It’s astounding, incredible, and almost unbelievable. The “Bottom-Line” governs our World. Honestly, I write such a statement absent any prejudice or judgment. The “Bottom-Line” should govern our World. That’s how most Syndicate Members provide for their families and ensure a better future for their children. There isn’t a damn thing wrong with climbing the corporate ladder to jump pay grades, kissing ass to attain your promotion, or climbing over the backs of some of your weaker colleagues to ensure tenure ; ) Do what you must to find your niche in this world, Syndicate Brothers ; )

As we all grow older and slightly more cantankerous, it’s natural for us to lose patience with all of the arrogance and ignorance we perceive around us. Your “Shadow Scholar” nevertheless wishes to dispense some concise advice about patience:

Patience is the noblest of all virtues. Patience requires one to invest time discerning the thought process of others. Patience necessitates honoring the old adage of placing oneself in another person’s shoes before judging them.  Precious few have mastered the art of patience, but its rewards are both bountiful and beautiful. Parents learn to show patience with their monstrous little children. Junior High Teachers figure out how to tolerate the incessant ignorant noise that pervades their classroom. Football coaches find a way to incorporate some overly-tattooed guy with spiky hair into the team ; )

A random human being learns the virtue of patience every second of every single day. Your friendly bookie commends his brothers for their continued patience with the world. Posterity is the ultimate reward for patience. This Betting Syndicate has endured for FOURTEEN years. It’s all thanks to you, brothers. You’ve already mastered the art of patience ; )

Love you ; ) Will miss you : )

 A MESSAGE TO ALL MY FRENCH FRIENDS 

 France

Mes Ames. You better be prepared to celebrate! Giroud may be slower than Abraham Simpson, but Griezmann is a man on a mission.

Célébrer!

No excuses! You’re about to win the European Championship on home soil! FYI: This happens to be the FINAL time to European Championship will have a host nation.  

Capture your Third European Championship. Win on home soil…just like you did in 1984 and 1998.

Do it!

Time for “Peace with the Metric System”. Oh yes. ; ) We do it every year.

“Peace with the Metric System”


“I don’t know what to say really. Three minutes to the biggest battle of our professional lives. All comes down to today. Either we heal as a team, or we’re going to crumble. 2.54 centimeters by 2.54 centimeters…set piece by set piece….til we’re finished. We’re in hell right now gentlemen. Believe me. And…….we can stay here, get the shit kicked out of us, or………..we can fight our way back…….into the light…….we can climb our way out of hell. 2.54 Centimeters at a time.


Now I can’t do it for you. I’m too old. I look around, I see all of these young faces and think……..I mean……..I’ve made every wrong choice a middle-aged man can make. I…ah…. pissed away all my money, believe it or not. I chased off anyone who’s ever loved me. And lately, I can’t even stand the face I see in the mirror. You know, when you get old in life, things get taken from you…. I mean that’s…that’s…...that’s part of life. But, you only learn that when you start losing stuff. You find out life’s this game of 2.54 centimeters. So is football. Because in either game, life or football, the margin for error is so small…..I mean…one half a step too late or too early, you don’t quite make it. One half second too slow, too fast, you don’t quite kick it. The centimeters we need are everywhere around us! They’re in every break of the game, every minute, every second.

On this team, we fight for those 2.54 centimeters. On this team, we tear ourselves and everyone else around us to pieces for those 2.54 centimeters. We claw with our fingernails for those 2.54 centimeters! Because, we know when we add up all those centimeters, that’s gonna make the FUCKIN difference between winnin and losin!!!!!!!! Between living and dying!!!

I’ll tell you this: In any fight, it’s the guy who’s willin to die, who’s gonna win that 2.54 centimeters. And I know, if I’m gonna have any life anymore, it’s because I’m still willing to fight and die for those 2.54 centimeters!!! Because….that’s what livin is!!! The 15.24 centimeters in front of your face!!

Now I can’t make you do it! You’ve gotta look at the guy next to you. LOOK INTO HIS EYES!! Now I think you’re gonna see a guy who will go those 2.54 centimeters with you. I think you’re gonna see a guy who will sacrifice himself for this team because he knows, when it comes down to it, you’re gonna do the same for him. That’s a team, gentlemen. And, either we heal, NOW, as a team……..or we will die…as individuals. That’s football guys. That’s all it is. Now………..WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO?!?!?!?!”

Supreme Champion of the European Football Universe—

France vs. Portugal

 France vs. 

ALL BETS ARE OFF!!

You can’t bet on this one. Let’s all sit back and enjoy the final. Griezmann grabs a brace after an early Ronaldo set-piece. End of story.

THE PICK: France +2 Goals

Enjoy living your life. Enjoy it for it's own sake. Dance to the music. Appreciate the painting. Delve deeper into that novel. Make laughter and love as often as you can. : ) Live lionhearted or don’t bother living at all

We’ll meet again. The Syndicate will return. For the time being……

“Go kick a ball with a stranger”

Seriously…go kick a ball with a stranger.


--S.S. P.J.W.  

Thursday, July 7, 2016

EM 2016--Day Twenty-Two Recap

Your “Syndicate Hangover” is proudly presented by “Das Bier”


Image result for 1997 das bier das fest karlsruheOnly at Karlsruhe’s “Das Fest” can one buy beer bottles labeled “Das Bier”. Your friendly bookie does not often drink beer…but when he does, he prefers “Das Bier”. May we all meet again together under cerulean Southern German Skies. Bleib durstig, Kumpels!


Day 22: Recap

Record—

Spread: 18-32
Straight up: 26-15-9

Hot Girl Standings

Country
Tally
Games Played
France
61
6
Spain
45
4 (finished)
Germany
44
6 (finished)
Poland
44
5 (finished)
Iceland
43
5 (finished)
Wales
42
6 (finished)
Italy
40
5 (finished)
Republic of Ireland
35
4 (finished)
Croatia
33
4 (finished)
Belgium
32
5 (finished)
Switzerland
31
4 (finished)
Portugal
29
6
Northern Ireland
28
4 (finished)
England
26
4 (finished)
Slovakia
25
4 (finished)
Hungary
24
4 (finished)
Turkey
24
3 (finished)
Albania
23
3 (finished)
Romania
21
3 (finished)
Austria
19
3 (finished)
Sweden
18
3 (finished)
Russia
16
3 (finished)
Czech Republic
16
3 (finished)
The Ukraine
11
3 (finished)

Schade! Sometimes it just isn’t your day ; (  You can play gorgeously breathtaking forward thinking football with a brilliant tactical lineup. You can generate heart-stopping chances as heartbreaking as they were pleasing to the eye. You can put forward on the most balanced “team performances” I’ve ever witnessed, yet still come up short when Destiny opts to bring down the hammer.

Your friendly bookie put it best four years ago.

From EM 2012—“Group B Preview”
EM 2012

The Germans have done a vastly superior job of coming up with a name for a group like this. To them, the “Group of Death” is known as “Die Hammer-Gruppe”. Origins of this designation trace back to the German exclamation “Hammer!” Its uses are quite diverse. Most commonly, you would loudly bellow “Hammer!” to express your approval of the music selection/general atmosphere/slut ratio in a club or convey to your friend how great the party was/what a tiger she was in the sack/the speed at which the drugs kicked in/how much you enjoyed bungee jumping naked, etc.

It also happens to be the perfect reaction to some colossally improbable misfortune that has befallen you. For instance, if the tow truck hauling away your ride happened to snap a line at the end of an uphill tug and you witnessed your car violently flipping over no fewer that five times, taking out your mailbox, two children, grandmother, and cat before pinning down your wife at the bottom of the hill and bursting into flames a mere 2.3 seconds after you thanked cruel fate for leaving you at least one person to commiserate with….you might find yourself shrieking “Hammer!”…in spite of the fact that there’s nothing cool about the situation.


We we’re so young then ; )

Despite the fact that the hammer came down hard, I’m proud of my Jungs. : ) they fought hard until the final whistle. They cannot be faulted for giving us a half-assed show. It’s a privilege to watch “Die Nationalmannschaft” and a pleasure when they never stop trying to come up with creative ideas. The final touch may have been lacking today, but heart, thoughtfulness, and spirit certainly weren’t.

Bravo Jungs! Wir stehen auf eure Seite!

Our “Golden Era” continues, even if is was the hosts who ultimately willed themselves into carrying the day. We still have the “Best Football Team in the World”. They just didn’t win today. They didn’t quit on us; not after that demoralizing last minute penalty in the 46th; not after Boatengs untimely tragic injury; not after Pogba and Griezmann’s flawless capitalization on Kimmich’s mistake. They kept pressing forward until the last whistle. We can ask for nothing more.

“Wir sin dimmer noch Welmeister” = “We are still the World Champions”.

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No one can take that away from us. We’ll look forward to attending next Summer’s Confederations Cup and (hopefully) facing ze French again. We’ll look forward to defending our crown in a short 23 months.

Today it’s “Vive Le France”!

We’ll be back in two years time. As always, it’s” Semi-Finals or Bust”. Be sure not to get in our way ; ) We’ll be back…to contend. Revel in Today’s Glory. We aren’t going away. ; ) 

I’ll now “draw it up” for my Fatherland for the final time this Summer.

 LINEUP—Deutschland (Match Six)—PROJECTED—4-4-2 

(7/3/2016)

             Mario Gomez Mario Götze
      Meshut Özil               Thomas Müller                  
                 Toni Kroos  Sami Khedira
         Jonas Hector             Joshua Kimmich   
                   Emre Can Jerome Boateng
                        Manuel Neuer

 LINEUP—Deutschland (Match Six)—PROJECTED—4-3-3 

(7/4/2016)

       Julian Draxler Mario Götze Thomas Müller
                Meshut Özil   Toni Kroos                             
                           Andre Schürrle
            Jonas Hector             Joshua Kimmich   
                 Emre Can         Jerome Boateng
                              Manuel Neuer

 LINEUP—Deutschland (Match Six)—PROJECTED—4-4-2 

(7/6/2016)

             Julian Draxler  Thomas Müller
                Meshut Özil   Toni Kroos                             
            Mario Götze   Bastian Schweinsteiger  
            Jonas Hector             Joshua Kimmich   
                 Emre Can         Jerome Boateng
                         Manuel Neuer

 LINEUP—Deutschland (Match Six)—ACTUAL—2-1-3-3-1 

                           Thomas Müller
     Julian Draxler  Toni Kroos    Meshut Özil                               
   Jonas Hector      Emre Can   Joshua Kimmich
                  Bastian Schweinsteiger 
           Benedikt Höwedes Jerome Boateng
                            Manuel Neuer

About as unconventional a formation as I’ve ever seen. The American television punditry was quick to label this a 4-3-3 when then the starters we’re announced, but it proved to be anything but. For much of the first half, Schweine was the only player remaining behind. Hector and Kimmich had clearly been instructed to serve as Phillip-Lahm-like wingbacks. Even Boateng and Höwedes found themselves ahead of Schweine on the pitch most of the time. Emre Can looked directed to switch forward midfielder roles depending on which one won the breaks. Draxler, Özil, and Müller were probably given little instruction other than to crash the box and do their thing. Presumably one of them would come through with some “false 9” magic at some point.

It was an audacious plan that came within a hair’s breadth of working. Can and Kroos did well to carve out enough space for Draxler, Özil, and Müller. They nearly found themselves on the end of some quality balls. Despite a supreme disadvantage in terms of size and speed, Kimmich and Hector hustled down the flanks and got in some decent crosses. Both of them looked overmatched laterally, but they kept plugging away. Brave aerial chances, sickly slick combinations, and sheer dominance on the 50-50s gave the Germans an opportunity to put on a clinic over much of the first 45 minutes. One felt that they deserved a goal, but it wasn’t to be.

Schweine’s handball was legitimate. What’s so shocking about it is how diligent the linesman and referee were in spotting it. Ordinarily, two or three handlings like that inside the 18 will go unnoticed during most matches. Griezmann’s second came courtesy of a good-old-fashioned fuck up from Joshua Kimmich, and some suspect defending from the unready sub Shkodran Mustafi. One can’t really blame the German Defense for the lapse in judgment. They were tasked with emulating “The Best of Phillip Lahm” on both sides of the pitch. That’s a seriously tall fucking order!

It’s true that so many of the quality crosses might have found the back of the net had Gomez been on hand to serve as the target. It’s not exactly a matter of long-term concern, seeing as how Boateng, Can, Götze, and even Leroy Sané demonstrated that they can serve as the substitute “Big Target Man”. The only player who I wincingly and begrudgingly assign poor marks to is Thomas Müller. Something’s wrong. He’s just not the player he used to be. I wonder if he’ll be included in the Kader for much longer. He’s been dipping in form for Bayern lately too. Might be the case that his time is up ; ( ; (

Here are the Grades.

 GRADES—Deutschland (Match One) 

Bastian Schweinsteiger
A+
Sami Khedira
A+
Toni Kroos
A
Manuel Neuer
A
Mario Götze
A
Shkrodan Mustafi
A
Juilan Draxler
B+
Benedict Höwedes
B
Jonas Hector
B
Jerome Boateng
B
Thomas Müller
B-
Meshut Özil
C+

  GRADES—Deutschland (Match Two) 

Manuel Neuer
A
Toni Kroos
A
Meshut Özil
A
Mats Hummels
A
Andre Schürrle
A
Thomas Müller
B
Sami Khedira
B-
Jonas Hector
B-
Julian Draxler
B-
Benedikt Höwedes
C+
Mario Götze
C
Jerome Boateng
C-
Mario Gomez
F

 GRADES—Deutschland (Match Three) 

Mario Gomez
A
Thomas Müller
A
Meshut Özil
A-
Toni Kroos
A-
Manuel Neuer
A-
Joshua Kimmich
B+
Jonas Hector
B
Jerome Boateng
B
Andre Schürrle
B
Sami Khedira
C+
Benedikt Höwedes
C+
Mats Hummels
C
Bastian Schweinsteiger
C
Mario Götze
C

 GRADES—Deutschland (Match Four) 

Julian Draxler
A+
Manuel Neuer
A+
Jerome Boateng
A+
Mario Gomez
A+
Lucas Podolski
A+
Bastian Schweinsteiger
A
Meshut Özil
A-
Toni Kroos
B+
Sami Khedira
B
Jonas Hector
B
Joshua Kimmich
B
Thomas Müller
B-
Mats Hummels
B-
Benedikt Höwedes
C+

 GRADES—Deutschland (Match Five) 

Mario Gomez
A+
Jerome Boateng
A+
Mauel Neuer
A+
Bastian Schweinsteiger
A-
Joshua Kimmich
B+
Julian Draxler
B+
Jonas Hector
B
Toni Kroos
B
Meshut Özil
B
Benedikt Höwedes
B-
Thomas Müller
C+
Mats Hummels
C

 GRADES—Deutschland (Match Six) 

Manuel Neuer
A+
Julian Draxler
A+
Leroy Sané
A+
Jerome Boateng
A
Benedikt Höwedes
A
Emre Can
A
Bastian Schweinsteiger
A-
Meshut Özil
B+
Toni Kroos
B
Jonas Hector
B
Mario Götze
B
Joshua Kimmich
B-
Shkrodan Mustafi
C+
Thomas Müller
D

Poor Schweine was playing a gem of a match, captaining both the midfield and defense in addition to getting his own menacing target on goal. It all collapsed for him after the penalty forced Löw to toss the playbook. One feels for Emre Can as well. He governed the flow with all the flair of a younger Sami Khedira until his yellow card forced him into a conservative corner. Höwedes executed on of the best defensive tackles I’ve ever seen against the lumbering Giroud before getting caught up in that 72nd minute conflagration.

Draxler danced his feet off. Özil never stopped looking for that perfect assist. Hector and Kimmich left this bookie to scrape his jaw off the floor. It was positively insane what Löw asked of them, but they still managed to deliver. Leroy Sané nearly scored thrice after his late substitution. Götze charged onto the field immediately leaving the doubters by the wayside.

A lot of great footballing efforts went down the drain today, as history will only remember the winners. Few aside from your friendly bookie will remember the details of a footballing fixture in which the better team lost. That’s okay. ; ) Those who focus only on the bottom line have their own “Destiny”. All things come to light eventually.

“Posterity” is more powerful than “Destiny”.

You had some luck on your side today, Froggies ; ) That takes nothing away from your accomplishment. Let’s “Draw it up” for you.

 France—Match Six—PROJECTED (4-2-3-1) 

              Oliver Giroud
   Dimitri Payet      Paul Pogba 
           Antoine Griezmann
   Blaise Mathuidi  Kingsley Coman
P. Evra L. Koscielny A. Rami B. Sagna              
                 Hugo Lloris

 LINEUP—France—Match Five—ACTUAL (4-2-3-1) 

                Oliver Giroud          
  D. Payet   A. Griezmann  M. Sissoko     
     Blaise Matuidi  Paul Pogba
 Patrice Evra           Bacary Sagna                     
   Laurent Koscielny Samuel Umtiti
                  Hugo Lloris 

Deschamps elected to ride the tide and keep the same starting eleven from the convincing Iceland Victory. No alterations, even after an uninspiring first half. Maintaining Samuel Umtiti was a brave move, but it paid off. Sissoko didn’t exactly have a great match, but he came through when needed. Payet did his job until it came time to get more defensive. Koscielny and Evra performed well above expectations. Mathuidi owned the trenches when it really mattered.


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All of my talk about the better team losing melts away when one considers just how much heart Antoine Griezmann interjected into this match. I incorrectly stated that the Athletico Madrid forward wasn’t from Alsace simply because he was born in Macon. Griezmann is, in fact, very much a proud Alsatian. He very much wanted to beat the Germans today, and came close to garnering himself a Hat Trick. After crying his heart out on the pitch after the Germans eliminated the French in the Quarterfinals of the 2014 WM, he patiently waited for the day on which he would conduct the “Les Bleaus Orchestra”.

He conducted quite well today, revving up the Marseille Fans with every touch. He deserves this moment. Well done, “Proud Alsatian.” You vindicated your confused heritage with a historic victory that will likely lead to a Third European Crown. ; )

“Riffs of the Day”—Day Twenty-Two

 

Reader: Seriously not disappointed Vicey?

Vicey: Seriously not. I’m still a World Champion, as are you 111-M. Many quality riffs came in today, but this is the one that will lead us to the ever-sentimental “Goodbyes Section”. We all had a great deal of fun. We gambled, cracked wise, traded taunts, and had a great “semi-vacation”. Time to wrap things up. Your friendly bookie shall be in touch with his “Championship Pick”.


French fervor concludes this post. ; )

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