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The year in Blog numbers

Hangover central in our house today after a night out in town with friends. The other half is already in bed (7.10pm), the little ‘un was next (note to social services: she does not have a hangover) and I’ll be next.

Good hangover reading was going through my WordPress Blog stats for 2014 and they were pleasantly surprising.

I had 199,000 page views in 2014, which is more than double the previous year, probably because after 9 years of writing News Now finally acknowledged my Blog as a ‘Charlton Athletic one’ and carried links to it on their club page. News Now referred 55,000 readers to my posts.
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Happy New Year

2014 wasn’t the smoothest of years. At home we had to come through some personal anguish, my other half also lost her job and I attended a funeral of someone close that came all too suddenly. Work is never easy and will continue to be challenging and not in a revolutionary way.

On the flip side I went to a couple of great weddings, headlined by my brothers, where he and his now wife pulled off a glorious day in the middle of a forest. My daughter started primary school and is absolutely flourishing and my son continues to make great strides at his school in Kent as he approaches his GSCE’s head on.

I got to cross off more places to visit on my long list and we were lucky to have a couple of fabulous holidays.

Charlton Athletic of course continue to be both the ying and the yang of one’s frame of mind, but that is why we love them and undoubtedly the Addicks sit in a better place today than they did 12 months ago, although the sacking of Chris Powell wasn’t one of my year’s most endearing moments.
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10 years old today

There has been many times when I have stared at the keyboard or stared into space with no inspiration at all, nothing.

Nothing going on at Charlton, nothing going on in the football world, nothing going on in my daily life, of particular interest to anyone else at least, nothing that I have seen on the telly or in the street that has sparked a rant. Nothing.

It happens when you write a blog and has happened to me many times during the 520 weeks of Chicago Addick.
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1974 World Cup Final – Part 6

The 6th and final part of my 1974 World Cup series which I hoped stirred some old  memories or told some new stories, but most of all wet the whistle for the festival of football that is about to begin this Thursday at the famous Estadio do Maracana in Rio. Thanks for taking to time to read the posts, which helped celebrate 10 years of this Blog and my 40 years as a football fan.

1974 World Cup – Part 6

On the afternoon of Sunday, July 7th 1974 the excitement was palpable in my house as Englishman Jack Taylor blew his whistle to begin the World Cup Final between hosts West Germany and outside of Westdeutschland, everybody else’s favourite team, The Netherlands.

If you were out making a cup of tea or putting the ironing board away like my Mum was, then you were to miss the most dramatic first minute to any World Cup Final, this despite a delay to the start as ballboys put the forgotten corner flags into the ground!
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1974 World Cup – Part 5

The sights and sounds and back stories to the 1974 World Cup, written to coincide with my 40th year of being obsessed by the beautiful game and 10 years of writing the Blog.

The songs, the TV panels, the rain and the fall of the Dutch.

1974 World Cup – Part 5

The 1974 World Cup song introduced us to live disco!

Polish singer Maryla Rodowicz delighted us in 1974 with her Disco rendition of the World Cup anthem. Very Abba-esque and sung in three different languages.

Take a listen
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1974 World Cup – Part 3

Part 3 of my 1974 World Cup series, written to celebrate my 10 years writing this Blog and 40 years to the month of me watching in awe men in coloured shirts kicking a football around on a tiny television screen in my front room.

1974 World Cup – Part 3

I remember almost every game was played in torrential rain and this was decades before covered seating and prawn sandwiches at half-time. For the television viewer sat at home, the soddy pitches and downpours only made the games more exciting.

It was the Dutch who starred in the 1st Round. They arrived without any kind of fanfare after struggling through the qualification stages, and having no previous Finals pedigree. The Oranje’s last appearance at a Finals was in the 1930’s, but the appointment of Barcelona manager Rinus Michels as coach just three months before the tournament was the catalyst for this momentous side of 1974.

Michels was a former Ajax coach and he built his team around the stars of the all-conquering Ajax club side and they cut a swathe through the group stages, their unique and spellbinding brand of ‘Total Football,’ had fans around the world looking on in awe and in the process won the hearts of a whole new generation of football fans.
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1974 World Cup – Part 4

Part 4 of my 1974 World Cup series, which I wrote to commemorate 10 years of this Blog and 40 years to the month of me watching in awe men in coloured shirts, particularly those in orange, introducing me to the beautiful game.

1974 World Cup – Part 4

In the 2nd round Group A was comprised of Argentina, Brazil, East Germany and Holland, with the glorious East Germans now finding themselves in an impossible group despite overcoming their neighbours in the 1st Round to top Group 1.

Poland, Sweden, West Germany and Yugoslavia were in Group B and with no semi-finals, the teams who finished top of their respective groups would go straight through to the World Cup Final.

Brazil began with something approaching their old swagger, beating East Germany 1-0, then Argentina 2-1, but they were on a different planet to the Netherlands as the second stage saw the Oranje really get into gear.

7E783F81-32F4-49C5-BE93-813367216A2CMy young eyes watched wide open as Cruyff was at his mercurial best. First of all they hammered Argentina 4-0 in Gelsenkirchen, then eased past the East Germans and then compounded the new world order of international football by soundly beating the Brazilians, who had Luis Periera sent off. Mind you Brazil could have had 12 men, they could not get near the Dutch as Neeskens and Cruyff scored two memorable goals to put them into the Final.

Meanwhile, in Group B slowly but surely the West Germans had finally started to click. Spurred on by an inspirational Franz Beckenbauer, they beat Yugoslavia 2-0 and Sweden 4-2 to set up a crucial decider with Poland, a match the West Germans only needed to draw.

The Poles were good though with Grzegorz Lato sublime. They looked strong in seeing off the challenges of Sweden and Yugoslavia and were yet to be defeated in the tournament and in Lato they had the Finals’ top scorer. He had scored a vital second-half winner in the 2-1 victory over Yugoslavia that brought Poland face-to-face with West Germany for a place in the final

DBB8706C-EC0D-4ACE-9F3F-982963945DD4.jpegSo Netherlands’ opponents would be decided in the last group game. Torrential rain caused the kick-off to be delayed due to a waterlogged pitch, as the Frankfurt fire brigade were brought in to pump water from the quagmire. Poland’s best chances came in the first half, Robert Gadocha and the prolific Lato forcing Maier into a couple of excellent saves before Bayern Munich’s Gerd Müller snatched West Germany’s winner 14 minutes from time.

The 1974 World Cup Final was set.

In the 3rd Place play-off Poland beat a reputation-tarnished Brazilian team as Lato scored his 7th goal to confirm his golden boot status in Munich’s Olympiastadion a day before everyone’s favourites the Dutch were to take on the hosts West Germany.

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1974 World Cup – Part 2

To continue my look back at 40 years as a football fan, I’ve delved deep into my memory bank and researched what made the 1974 World Cup such a special time of my life. Part 2 looks at the 16 teams that made up the Finals in West Germany

1974 World Cup – Part 2

Qualification began with 98 countries, with only 14 qualifying plus the hosts West Germany and the holders Brazil. To give you some context 203 countries attempted to qualify for this summer’s World Cup, and 32 will compete in Brazil.

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1974 World Cup – Part 1

To commemorate my 10 years of blogging and to reminisce why I fell in love with the beautiful game 40 years ago, I’m going to tell the story of the 1974 World Cup Finals. From memory, but helped by no little research.

1974 World Cup – Part 1

West Germany was chosen as the host nation by FIFA in London, in the week leading up to the 1966 World Cup Finals, in fact hosting rights for the 1978 and 1982 tournaments were also awarded at the same time. West Germany agreed a deal with Spain by which Spain would support West Germany for the 1974 tournament, and in return West Germany would allow Spain to bid for the 1982 World Cup unopposed.

West German football had come a long way since the end of WWII. Excluded from international football until 1950, with none of the three new German states, West Germany, East Germany and Saarland accepted into the 1950 World Cup qualifiers, yet just four years later the West Germans produced one of the competition’s biggest ever shocks by winning the 1954 World Cup in Switzerland.
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10 years on

During the next month this Blog will be 10 years old and I’m giving myself a pat on the back.

I remember that June Sunday evening well, sat in my apartment in Chicago juggling with Blogger’s idiot-proof yet bewildering templates to pen my first post.

Only the venerable Professor Wyn Grant has being blogging Charlton longer, although Daryl, the original inspiration for me to start still writes intelligent and punchy words here at 853.

As others will tell you blogging is often a labour of love and can be equally time consuming and frustrating. It has never been a chore though, otherwise I would have stopped. Writing has always been a release, and despite many bumps in the road, I have selfishly pushed on, writing 2,824 posts in the process but always taking great delight in knowing that many of you stop by to read my latest ramblings on whatever pops into my mind and not just the trials and tribulations of Charlton Athletic.
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The 2013 Shower Gellies™

Oscar night in Hollywood, and time again for my annual Chicago Addick Shower Gellies™ awards.

If you have clicked on here to read about Charlton’s FA Cup run, then I can only apologise, yet if you Googled shower gel, then this will probably be the best five minutes of your life.

No red carpet and no long and platitudinous speeches, but there will be awards, the much sought after Gellies™, incredibly (I amaze myself sometimes) the 8th year I have presented these notorious awards.

Since last February I have kipped in 22 hotels, and I believe mostly showered in all of them as well. I can’t tell you how pissed off I get when hotels charge the equivalent of a quarter of an hour in Wayne Rooney’s company, have beds that are like sleeping on big white fluffy clouds with 46 pillows, television screens the width of a credit card and showers that are glass encased tardises yet expect you to bathe with a thimble of watery liquid, and that’s if you are lucky.
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A warm welcome to a new Addick blogger

Please join me in welcoming a new Charlton blogger to the ranks. Tony Jimenez, the man who lives in the shadows, refuses any media presence whatsoever, and as far as I know has never addressed Charlton fans in writing (or in public) is the latest member of the Addicks blogging fraternity.

Unearthed by an eagle-eyed Charlton Life member Jimenez published a blog post on the online UK version of the Huffington Post a week ago.

“Our stadium, The Valley, is less than 10 miles from where I was born – and my strong roots to the area, and understanding of the club’s identity, certainly proved beneficial when I took control.

Having spent two decades working closely with a host of top clubs across the continent, I have seen first hand the subtle differences in how they are run, their histories and traditions – and all of those nuances can pose problems for new owners.” Please click for more

Happy New Year

Another year over. A new one just begun.

About this time every year I sit with a pen and paper and write a list of resolutions and personal goals. I’ve done it for years but last year I wrote just two things:

Lose weight
Get fit

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New look

A new look then to honour the Addicks new look. I hope you like, it’s taken me a few days to fiddle around with but I wanted something that more resembled a magazine with a clean look. I think my previous design was a little bland, although to be honest I have spent so much time staring at this new page that for the life of me I can hardly remember what the old one looked like!

The new-look Addicks meanwhile are out in Spain being put through their paces and we had a very decent win over Bristol City Tuesday night in Lepe. On Friday the Addicks play Cardiff City at the Estadio Guadalquivir of Coria FC in Seville and return to Blighty on Saturday.
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Shout out

It’s about time I gave a shout-out to a few new Addick Bloggers. It is a fact that no other football club on the planet has as many Blogs dedicated to it. We may have lost a few old stagers, one tragically, and whilst some others are less prolific it’s good to know that the Charlton Blogger Academy is still unearthing some first team gems.
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Paul Weaver – Charlton North Downs RIP

As other bloggers have posted, many of us received an email from Paul’s sister Carol over the weekend saying that Paul passed away on February 5th after suffering a heart attack whilst playing the sport that he loved, tennis.

I had met Paul a couple times mostly in the Rose of Denmark. He had normally darted up from a morning tennis game and enjoyed a pre-match beer, although he did once drop a pint all over me in the RoD and I used to continue to give him stick about it.

Paul started to blog in 2007, the season we were relegated from the Premiership, but I know that work stresses in the past year or so had prevented him from writing as much as he’d liked. As NYA said, his final post was sadly very poignant.

I loved Paul’s writing, it was lucid and always from the heart, and I loved that he blogged about his travels. He was a lovely and genuine man and my heart goes out to his wife Jill and their two children.

New home

Ah, I’m glad you found me hiding over here, well not exactly hiding but setting up home at WordPress after six years with Blogger. I am no Tim Berners-Lee but I had outgrown Blogger and was getting frustrated by it’s limitations.

My Blogger page chicagoaddick.blogspot.com will remain but will be put into retirement and all my future posts will continue on here.

On the right hand-side there you can read a lot more about me than you really need to know, I also explain my Blogger archive and also link to my back catalogue of travel posts.

I would love to hear of any comments you have, as always.