Well done to a great man! :star:
Mallorca left eating partridge courtesy of the nearly man
Sid Lowe sees Héctor Cúper pull off a miraculous rescue act, less than two months after announcing: "We're going to have to find a way to go down with dignity"
Tuesday May 31, 2005
If there was a competition for coming second, Real Mallorca coach Héctor Cúper would still come second. Like poor Buzz Aldrin, he just can't take that one small step to glory and when it comes to finals he'd be better off hiding under the stairs, puffing his way through another cigarette and pondering which tank top and dour expression to wear next.
This, after all, is the coach who blew the league with Huracán on the final day of the season back in Argentina before embarking on a brilliant European career of snatching defeat from the jaws of victory. First, he guided primera división newcomers Mallorca to the Copa del Rey final in 1998 only to be beaten by Barcelona and then lead them to the final of the Cup Winners' Cup, where they were defeated by Lazio. And just in case anyone thought it was a fluke Cúper did it all over again.
And again and again. He took Valencia to two successive European Cup finals and lost them both, while cunningly describing the vital last game of the 2000-2001 season against Barcelona as another final, thus guaranteeing that Rivaldo would score the most ludicrously brilliant, last-minute overhead kick ever to leave him empty-handed. As empty-handed he was the year after, in fact, when Inter blew the Italian league on the final day, with Ronaldo blubbing his eyes out on the bench.
Yes, Cúper is a nearly man alright (as opposed to nearly a man; we're not talking Fatima Whitbread). Or, at least, he was. Because this weekend something truly amazing happened: Cúper led a football team into a decisive match and got a result.
"This was one final I couldn't lose," he declared, hiding the fact that it was also one he couldn't actually win. "It was a footballing miracle," he added - and this time he had a point. So, importantly, did Mallorca, thanks to a 1-1 draw that prompted a huge party with players crying in their pants, a cuddly devil mascot complete with the kind of squidgy foam pitchfork that'd come as quite a relief down in hell, and fans going all Chris Peckham (weally wild). At both ends of the stadium.
You see, at Son Moix on Sunday night, the season's last, Mallorca were in grave danger of relegation against Betis, who had a first ever Champions League place in their sights - and better still, a first ever Champions League place at their expense of city rivals Sevilla.
And yet it wasn't all bad news. Mallorca were playing at home and, a point ahead, all they needed to do was match the result of Levante, who faced the other Champions League-bound team, Villarreal. Most of Mallorca's players didn't even think they had to win, and they were right. All Betis had to do, meanwhile, was match Sevilla, who lost 2-0 to Málaga. All of which made things somewhat more comfortable than anticipated, especially with Cúper in charge.
True, Mallorca could never fully relax because Villarreal weren't sure of victory over Levante until the 87th minute, the same minute in which Mallorca themselves finally equalised through Pereyra, and Betis didn't know that a draw would be enough as Sevilla weren't killed off until the 91st minute. And yet there was precious little movement on the final day and Mallorca were only in the relegation zone for 17 minutes - from Reggi's opener for Levante to Josico's equaliser five minutes before half-time, a goal as heartily roared at Son Moix as the Madrigal. Villarreal, meanwhile, eventually defeated Levante 4-1, with two from Diego Forlán, who may have grown a ludicrous Beckham-meets-Mandela hairdo but rounded off a brilliant season as top scorer in Spain.
That result, allied to Sevilla's defeat, meant Betis and Mallorca were able to celebrate triumph together with a draw, prompting Marca and AS to go for the same headline: "And they ate partridge" which, for some reason, is Spanish for "And they lived happily ever after".
They certainly did (live happily ever after, that is; there wasn't a partridge in sight). Because, while the final act may have been free of twists, Betis's Champions League place is a huge achievement and Mallorca's survival really is a miracle, a feat that Cúper described as "a resurrection in every sense".
When Cúper joined the club at the start of November, Mallorca were dead and buried - and, despite a six-match unbeaten start, slumped again, ambled about disinterested and tired and were still dead and buried with eight games to go. Then, suddenly, as if the players finally realised how serious things were (for Cúper's approach hadn't changed), they started fighting, concentrating and winning, finishing unbeaten in the last seven games, picking up 15 of 21 points.
Last weekend they pulled themselves out of the relegation zone for the first time in 31 weeks, having been 11 points from safety two months previously and were replaced by collapsing Levante - the side that had a Champions League place eight weeks into the season but whose harmonious early days have been obliterated by in-fighting.
One Levante defender admitted that players and president Pedro Villarroel, "almost came to blows", but if that sounds like an extremely loving relationship, it isn't. Just as the one between former coach Bernd Schuster and his president, or the one between Schuster and much of the squad, or the one between some in the squad and some of the others in the squad isn't. Just four reasons why when José Luis Oltra took over he insisted, "I'm not a saviour". How right he was: Levante collected just three points from their final ten games.
The saviour, or so we're told, is Cúper, the man who sends his players on to the pitch with an encouraging palm in the chest (something that, when this column tries it, only results in arrest); who was greeted with a round of applause when he walked tearfully into the press conference room on Sunday; who, according to Marca, "never lost faith"; and who, said AS's match report, "is made of stern stuff. Cúper never gave in".
Which is a bit of a weird thing to say of the coach who, on April 10, entered the same room and announced: "We're going to have to find a way to go down with dignity."