The definitive story of how Aragonés led Spain to Euro 2008 glory
July 2, 2008 10:31 AM
Sid Lowe
A month ago, there were calls for the head of Luis Aragonés. Now he
leaves the selección as their most successful ever manager. Here's how
he did it
In the end only those forced to watch Euro 2008 on Spanish television
could begrudge the selección their success - and even then not for
long. Because while the screeching bias clawed at your nerves as much
as the 15-minute ad breaks, the lack of analysis or even replays, the
catchphrases, and the permanent inane babble of an uncomfortably packed
commentary box in which the only person with anything to say wasn't
able to say it, and while the constant declarations of Spanish
superiority jarred, there was no escaping the fact that they were
right: Spain were simply the best team in Europe. It's hard to recall a
tournament-winning side in recent memory so deserving of their title.
This Spain squad now have a new mentality, a new horizon, too. Winning
this tournament was about changing history, but also changing the
future too; about 1964 and 2008 yes, but also 2010, 2012 and maybe even
beyond. Not just because Spain are a young and incredibly talented side
- Cesc Fábregas, Fernando Torres, David Villa, Sergio Ramos, Iker
Casillas, Andrés Iniesta and David Silva should all have at least three
more tournaments left in them - and seem to have removed the weight of
history from their shoulders, but because of the way they did it. "What
good did winning 2004 do Greece apart from giving them 10 minutes of
glory?" asked former Real Madrid assistant coach Ángel Cappa. "None.
Spain on the other hand have found a pathway."
That pathway is of course tiki-taka: the nonsensical phrase that has
come to mean short passing, patience and possession above all else.
What Luis Aragonés got right this time round, argues AS editor Alfredo
Relaño - and he is speaking for many - is finally embracing tiki-taka
properly. Marca's Roberto Palomar argued: "We will never know if Luis
found the team or if the team found him; I suspect it's the latter."
Only half true.
Aragonés has always insisted that with the players Spain have it would
be absurd to play any other way and he is of course right. Perhaps the
search for Spain's failures in the past was misguided: perhaps they did
not underachieve; perhaps the players were not as good as they - and we
- thought they were; perhaps this generation is the first one that
genuinely has the talent, just as Marcelino claimed at the start of the
tournament. For all the talk of jinxes, conspiracies and bad luck, if
it had been Julio Salinas running on to Xavi's pass in the final rather
than Torres, maybe Spain would not have won. Maybe they would not even
have been there. Perhaps Aragonés had no choice but to go for these
players and this style.
Perhaps. But he has remained pragmatic too, not taking that style to
the evangelical extremes demanded by the talibans of tiki-taka,
insisting that Spain learn to compete too, that they make possession
count. He is right.
Throughout his career, Aragonés' behaviour has often been completely
hat-stand, whether it's physically attacking his players, his
pliers-to-wires tomfoolery, his surreal phrases about chicken-sexers,
arses like a prawn and wolves chasing deer, or the insults directed at
opponents - such as the time he memorably shouted "old, old, more than
old" at Fernando Hierro, a man 30 years his junior. His record as a
coach is actually pretty average - a single league title in 30 years -
and his handling of circumstance has often been disastrous; his
relationship with players, officials and the media has been
unnecessarily fraught. Players often did not know what he wanted. Even
during this tournament his dealings with Torres and Sergio Ramos
threatened to cause problems in the camp.
And yet he did create a togetherness in the Spain squad, proving
especially adept at making the non-stars, the ones without press
protection, feel important - Carlos Marchena being the classic case.
And when it has come to footballing decisions, Aragonés has invariably
got it right, despite his many critics (yes, yes, I'm off to cook a big
plate of alphabetti spaghetti and literally eat my words ...).
He has been fortunate with the shenanigans at Valencia forcing him to
opt for Marcos Senna not David Albelda (something about which Aragonés
was at first privately devastated), while only Villa's injury early in
the semi-final against Russia saw Fábregas come in to such great
effect. But it was he who insisted on a defensive midfielder to protect
his ball-players. Who, having invented a five-man midfield to fit in
all those ball-players, recognised it wasn't really working, leaving
Fábregas out for Villa - who then scored a hat-trick. Who found a place
for Fábregas in Villa's absence and made it function by pushing the
Arsenal man forward and asking him to be more direct, more "vertical".
Who insisted on Ramos as a right-back when the press was screaming for
him to be the new Hierro. And who instilled a bit of edge in his side:
one stat not being so readily trotted out is that Spain committed the
most fouls in the tournament.
It was Aragonés who used tiki-taka to protect a defence that appeared
suspect (but which he had worked to improve), maintain possession and
dominate games, but did not take it to its slow, directionless extreme,
as displayed by Barcelona over the last two years. An extreme that
simply does not suit Villa or Torres, the men providing the cutting
edge. Aragonés recognised the need to be effective as well as
aesthetic. He admitted that Spain had played Italy on the break and of
Spain's first six goals, five came from a direct break (even the
occasional aimless punt), one from a set-play - the very antithesis of
tiki-taka. Xavi's goal against Russia in the semi-final was the first
real tiki-taka moment. Even Torres' goal in the final owed as much to
pace, faith and physique as touch and class.
And of course, he it was who left out Raúl, for the first time bringing
the full wrath of the media upon his shoulders. They had been given
plenty of opportunities to hammer him before - press boycotts, broken
promises, dire performances, that comment - and not taken them. Now
they ferociously and repeatedly attacked him for the wrong reason, only
making Aragonés more determined not to back down. He never explained
his reasons as perhaps he should: Raúl's age and lack of pace, the fact
that his goalscoring record was not in fact as good as Dani Güiza,
Torres or Villa, and above all that the former captain had been a
source of disharmony at the last World Cup, moping round like a bear on
the Superbok.
Raúl might have been brilliant, we'll never know. But Aragonés'
decision is vindicated now. Raúl's absence has helped foster
togetherness in the squad; most of the players agreed with the decision
and the pro-Raúl crusade - and it really was a crusade - only served to
create a siege mentality that united the national team still further.
As Spain celebrated on Monday, with Pepe Reina performing magnificently
at the mic, the most striking thing was the extent to which the squad
were behind Aragonés. A chant of "We won't play for Spain without Luis"
went round the plane that brought the players home and Colón chanted
"Luis, stay!", millions of fans imploring him to continue in the job. A
month ago, after Spain's final warm-up game they had whistled and
booed, chanted for Raúl and called for Aragonés' head.
After the last World Cup, Aragonés hung on even though he had promised
to go if Spain did not make it to the semi-finals, which they didn't,
and despite having the fans against him. Now, for the first time in his
four-year career at the head of the selección, he has the fans on his
side, but this time he really is walking away. And he does so as the
most successful manager in Spain's history.
From: Guardian