Following on from a side discussion in the post match Brentford thread…re European Cup vs CL.
I call it the European Cup most of the time. The Champions League format started 30 years ago, but at that point Liverpool had won four European Cups. And they are counted to overall totals. The way to look at it is probably, we play the new format to win the same cup. The PL or Premiership started the same time, and no Liverpool supporter thinks that our previous titles are discarded? Leicester supporters claiming they have the same number of titles as us? Its embarrassing to even suggest this.
@Dane commented that football began before 1993, with SKY and PL and CL becoming the new toy. And @Rambler pointed out the gross misnomer of CL when the original format was actually for Champions… now a club that never was a champion can win the CL? Makes zero sense.
So why 1993? Personally I believe Italy 1990 with the Gazza effect whetted the appetite for football in the UK, and subsequently across Europe. SKY saw the potential for a cash cow and began to develop the market. Hence the slow process of building a sanitised version of football that the “family” could enjoy.
Apologies for swear words, introduction of comedic pundits, gender equalisation at any cost, and the occasional pantomime villian to be reviled (Suarez, Vardy etc …)
And the process is working. It invited in the money giants of Olligarchs and Oil Barons, without due diligence. Mainly to keep the product at the top of Europe. City, Newcastle, Chelsea all forgiven for owners behaviour, but all corrupt in their own way. VAR introduced to make it all better whilst blithely making it all worse. The stench of corruption in the air, as City win and only a newspaper delves into their filthy finances. Its all for the “product”.
Fergie was cosseted by SKY, Rafa was belittled. Case in point. The racism issue, sexuality issues tackled correctly whilst songs about people dying and about poverty are tolerated?
I know this is a bit rambling, but the football I loved didn’t need Micah Richards or Gary Neville fawning over pantomime villian Keane. It didn’t need players who never played at the top level analysing how Haaland or Kane score goals. It didn’t need filthy money or sanitised versions of heroes.
Pre 1993 wasnt sepia toned wonderful times either. But maybe the game was ours? Maybe we are being slowly driven out of the thing we love?