Originally posted on Sport Witness.
Plenty will be written for the next few weeks about the wonder that has become Carlos Tevez’s affair with Manchester City. We know full well that Mancini believes he refused to play last night in their Champions League tie with Bayern Munich, and Tevez believes he was ready to play, and there was just ‘confusion’ on the bench. Well, there wasn’t a lot else, so Carlos was right either way.
But it does make you wonder if player power has become all too much. If the last twelve months in the Premier League has taught us anything , it is to keep the power away from the player and his agent, and treat him how any respectable employer would treat their employees. You breach your contract, you’re penalised and you’re out the door, and that’s what is happening less and less in the Premier League in this modern age of multi-billionaire owners.
This Tevez fiasco has been spiralling on for the last five years. Well, at least five years – God knows how many years beforehand. Admittedly, he is blaming his erratic behaviour on homesickness, with his daughters still living with their mother in Argentina. But, if it was homesickness, why not buy himself out his own contract? Or resign from the club? Maybe the £250,000 a week he receives is a little hard to give up…
He has done this before, too. He announced to the media he wanted to leave West Ham, whilst still under contract with them. He did exactly the same at Man United, knowing full well the blue half of the city were interested too. It seems to be a common theme that he tries to engineer a move from a club every two years – whether this has anything to do with his agent and the fees is yet to be discovered. But either way, his contract is meaningless, in his mind…
Even the Wayne Rooney saga at the start of last season sparked mass hysteria. Having decided he wanted to leave Manchester United just before the start of the season, he continued to play, then announced he wished to leave via a Sir Alex Ferguson press conference. Within five days, he was on a contract worth £250,000 a week, with massive image rights payments, and security in his deal. And all from saying he wished to leave the club – turning down a team who have reached the Champions League final three times in the last six years, and saying there was no desire to win trophies.
Player power has arrived at a point of no return – at some point in the not-too-distant future, we will see clubs spiral into millions of pounds of debt, and fold, because one player believed he was bigger than the club itself. These players will be the death of what made our game so brilliant, because they wish to line their pockets in gold, buy large houses and knock them down just for fun, and have massive shipments of technology brought into the country for his brother’s wife’s best friend’s mother-in-law’s dog. Apparently.
Power has become far too much for the standard, slightly idiotic football player. What we need is a man and a club that will rip players apart if they get too much. Step in Neil Warnock and co….