Absent owners but no hiding place from Leeds United failure - Graham Smyth's relegation Verdict - YEP 29/5/23
No one sets out to get relegated but collective failure at Leeds United has delivered the outcome Andrea Radizzani said was impossible.
By Graham Smyth
After three seasons in the Premier League, the Whites will
once again return to the EFL and though this relegation is not the 2004
version, it can be described as nothing more than deserved.
An error-strewn, hapless 4-1 defeat at home to Tottenham
Hotspur on the final day confirmed what was already all-but inevitable. The
final nail, perhaps, but in truth the coffin had been sealed by a raft of
decisions over the course of 15 months or so. The succession plan following
Marcelo Bielsa's sacking, the identification as Jesse Marsch as the best fit to
follow the Argentine, the quality and depth of the recruitment targeted so
specifically to the wrong man and his style of football, the opportunity missed
to change the manager ahead of a World Cup break and transfer window, the
January transfer window, the lateness of Marsch's sacking, the subsequent
faffing and chasing of unobtainable targets. Nail after nail after nail.
A few weeks ago NBA star Giannis Antetokounmpo went viral
with a response to a journalist who asked if he classified the Milwaukee Bucks'
season a failure following elimination from the play-offs.
"There's no failure in sports," he said.
"It's not a failure, it's steps to success."
His answer evidently struck a chord with Junior Firpo, who
shared the video on his Instagram. The little problem that exists with that is
summed up in the word relegation and all it can entail for a club and its
employees. Some can even lose their jobs. Maybe it helps a professional athlete
to tell themselves that failure doesn't exist but the real world consequences
are enough to make a nonsense of the argument. Failure exists and it's very
real. And this, this Leeds United season, this trajectory is what it looks
like.
Digging out Firpo alone over social media would be churlish
and unfair, particularly when the club's owner has been a moth to Twitter's
flame on so many occasions.
The Leeds squad has a number of players with accounts that
are managed, massaged and manicured by PR firms who rake in thousands to put
out glitzy graphic posts advertising when and against whom their star is next
playing. Robin Koch's lot went a day early once and when it was pointed out by
this correspondent on Twitter in the form of gentle ribbing, they asked the
club to ask for the Tweet to be deleted.
Quite who these people think they are appealing to when they
knock up these graphics, given that every Leeds fan knows exactly when and
where each game takes place, is a mystery but it's all an attempt to build a
player's brand. The jokes about pre Plymouth Argyle or Rotherham United
Instagram graphics write themselves. Brands will be taking a hit this summer.
At least, however, those graphics were an attempt at some
form of pre-match communication, something the club opted against in the build
up to the Spurs game. There was no attempt at an explanation from the Elland
Road hierarchy as to how Leeds have found themselves here, no update on the
takeover, nothing from Andrea Radrizzani who spent the week in Italy lining up
a takeover of Sampdoria and no programme notes from CEO Angus Kinnear. The
49ers have been silent for some time now. Sam Allardyce was left to do the
talking, about a mess not of his creation and one he could not clean up.
If a great footballing institution falls and no one is
around to explain why, does it make a sound?
Radrizzani and the 49ers were not in the stadium to hear it,
but if they were listening closely enough to their televisions just two minutes
into the game the name Marcelo Bielsa would have come across loud and clear.
That was what the fans were singing, with Leeds already a goal down.
Allardyce put five in the back line, he put a centre-back in
front of them, then two centre mids, one winger and one striker. And Tottenham
still played through them, giving Harry Kane one of his easiest finishes of the
season.
That was the cue for anger, Bielsa's name, a derogatory
chant about Radrizzani and then a full repertoire of songs about players still
loved but no longer present. Gaetano Berardi, Mateusz Klich, Pablo Hernandez
and then even further back. The EFL medley, someone on Twitter coined it.
To that soundtrack Leeds huffed and puffed, created a few
chances and had to be sharp to prevent further concessions as Spurs hit them on
the counter attack. Yet with Adam Forshaw one of very few showing anything like
composure on the ball, the quality of Leeds' work in the final third did little
to suggest a comeback was possible.
There were no changes at half-time and whatever was said
didn't work because within two minutes of the restart it was 2-0 thanks to
another embarrassment of a goal. Kane ran down the middle, Liam Cooper couldn't
stop him and when Pascal Struijk miscontrolled the ball Pedro Porro was in
behind to shoot past Joel Robles.
Georginio Rutter, a player for next season in Allardyce's
eyes, was thrown on in a triple sub. As one January signing entered the field,
another - Weston McKennie - left it to a chorus of boos.
Unlike the American, Rutter made an impact, setting up Jack
Harrison for a goal that briefly sparked a glimmer of belief, until Leeds
themselves snuffed it out by allowing Kane to run into an acre of space behind
Luke Ayling to score on a counter attack.
Most chanted 'sack the board' as some left and one invaded
the pitch. 'He showed more fight than you,' was the observation from the stands
as the invader was carried out.
Lucas Moura waltzing his way through the defence to add a
fourth dialled up the fury and the full-time whistle confirmed what was already
known. Leeds United, relegated.
The closer you pass by the drain and the more times you
circle it, the likelier it is that you will be sucked in.
Falling out of the top flight the way that they have, with
Allardyce in charge for four games, six defenders in the starting XI, all but a
handful of players booed off, no director of football and no certainty over who
will own the club next season, asks this question - was it worth sacking
Bielsa? Even if it felt like it was time, even if it was indeed time, so much has
been lost, including the one unifying figure they had and what has been gained?
They've gone down regardless, after a season that was even less enjoyable than
the last one, with a team that doesn't even resemble a ghost of what it once
was, and the whole thing needs torching and building again.
The apology came shortly after Allardyce had fielded
questions from the media. Who signed off on it remains a mystery. No one owned
it. What it said about what will happen next and who will own next season was
nothing.
There will be no disowning this failure, though, even if no
hands go up and no heads appear above the parapet. Radrizzani and Leeds have
achieved the impossible.