Press conference awkwardness
Anyone see the press conference this afternoon? It was an embarrassment to the club.
No Roland of course, allergic to talking to supporters, but Katrien was there complete with shovel in her hand. They rolled Richard Murray out to put our minds at rest and then there was Guy Luzon, who I had trouble understanding.
Luzon looked like a rabbit caught in the headlights. I hope he has some better motivational skills up his sleeve.
“I’m only in the job 12 hours.” To be fair it did look as if he got told he was doing the job in the early hours of the morning.
Katrien Meire’s reputation has been absolutely torn to shreds these last couple of days, and she is not helping herself.
“I would like him to be our next Sir Alex Ferguson,” she said.
“As soon as we went live with the sacking of Bob Peeters, within an hour I had 20 applications. So there were several candidates but by late evening it became clear that Guy was the favourite.”
So at 7pm on Sunday night 20 people had applied for the job, but by 8pm it became clear that Luzon was the club’s choice. Really?
That confidence and sheen rapidly disappearing Meire was asked if Luzon was the only manager the club interviewed? Meire said No.
“Anyone from within English football?” asked the interviewer.
“I think most managers who didn’t get the job wouldn’t like me to disclose that kind of information.” That shovel is digging a very big hole.
Interviewer: “Without naming names can you say whether you considered English based managers?”
“No.” (shakes head)
She’s not the only one shaking their head.
Then there was Richard Murray. We understand they owe you money Richard, but please grow a pair.
“We all have go-to guys. Everyone’s a risk but Guy has a relationship with the owner and that’s a good start.”
This came on a day when The Standard, admittedly not known for their interest in the Addicks, reckoned that the players are frustrated that the club have picked the wrong man, and stories started in Israel that Tal Ben Haim is on his way to Maccabi Haifa.
What an absolute mess, but then again it could be worse.