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Champions League Analysis: The Importance Of Being Xavi - What Chelsea And Manchester United Were Missing
Not that we want to give Simon Cowell the satisfaction, but this country really does need more X-Factor.
Far from it being a disaster that there will be no English sides in the Champions League's final four, it has to be acknowledged that it's stark contrast from having three of the four in the last three seasons.
Europe hasn't improved that much.
Italy is still nowhere near its optimum level, Bayern are still a shadow of their former sides and even Lyon arguably still aren't as good as the dark horses led by Juninho, Michael Essien & Co earlier in the decade.
In truth, all four Premier League participants had ample chance for Champions League progress in their own way (though admittedly, Arsenal's chances were excruciatingly slim).
But in Manchester United's case above all others, the lack of ability to control the game when in controlling positions cost last year's finalists their place in this year's semis. And this, after falling in the weaker half of the draw, again.
Over both legs - but particularly last night - incisive wide play and emphatic finishing stormed United into promising leads, which were then surrendered by an inability to slow down the game in midfield, keep possession and make the opposition chase. Even before Rafael's disputed red card, the wheels showed signs of coming off. Bayern had already nicked one.
Nani and Valencia were sublime, Fletcher and Gibson were imposing, Rooney can't really be faulted, nor can Rio, Vidic or Van der Sar. Evra put his one blip from the first leg behind him and was his usual self and Rafael, while admittedly erratic at key moments, did not cost United the tie.
Michael Carrick in the centre of midfield seemed the one tasked with controlling the passing of the side - connecting defence with midfield and midfield with attack - but United looked disjointed and considerable responsibility has to fall on his shoulders. And as if that wasn't enough, it was even he who was out-muscled by Ivica Olic as Bayern edged their way back into the tie with a goal before half-time.
Chelsea suffered similarly. Inter almost seemed to outdo them for tempo, in what was an unexpected role reversal. Chelsea's midfield matched Inter's for industry, but it was Wesley Sneijder's creative genius that ultimately seemed to sway the tie in Jose Mourinho's favour.
Liverpool's group was deceptively strong, but by no means too tall an order to at least qualify. The Reds' failure to take control of any of the key group games invited waves of pressure onto them, which culminated in a series of late goals conceded that cost them their place in the Champions League. (Though Reds fans will be enjoying today for as long as they manage to overturn Benfica and maintain their status as the only big four team still in Europe.)
Worryingly, this is a problem that may plague Fabio Capello at this summer's World Cup, as well. England have a solid team but have never been able to impose themselves on top-quality opposition. Unless a particularly effective counterattacking system is put into place - of which there has been no suggestion as yet - then England are likely to meet their underwhelming end in similar style to the Premier League's big boys in this season's Champions League.
Arsenal don't have this problem. Cesc Fabregas, Tomas Rosicky and Samir Nasri are all more than capable of taking the reins in midfield - the skipper in particular can do it against any opposition.
Or, perhaps more accurately, almost any opposition.
Admittedly, Fabregas was not fully fit when Arsenal hosted his hometown club, Barcelona, but no one can out-Xavi Xavi himself. Cesc knows that as well as anybody.
This is the man who has been at the heart of the best Spain team of all time - at Cesc's expense - and also in both of Barcelona's incredible XIs of the past five years. The Rijkaard-Ronaldinho and Pep-Messi eras have had one constant of more significance than any other, and that is Xavi.
Where Barcelona did actually let things slip to an extent at the Emirates, Xavi was still imperious. And as if to prove his point, he did it again in the second leg, and was without doubt the reigning champions' best player, taking into account all 180 minutes.
He's 30, but is so unassuming that he has never been subject to the masses of transfer speculation, the first request for television interviews or labeled 'the one to watch' before the big games. He's so ordinary in appearance that, for all his talent, he probably wouldn't even get past the producers to make it on TV and face to face with Simon Cowell himself.
Luckily, Barcelona aren't run like prime time television. Xavi got his chance, and for over a decade, he has been making it all look so easy. It's part of his charm. A lot of his play is unassuming, but it's in the movement, awareness, tempo and that stupendous range of effortless passing that brings it all together.
The value and contribution of playmakers can often go unnoticed in a top footballing side, like Barcelona. Xavi is the difference between Barcelona being a dangerous side when they have the ball - like Bayern - to a side who are always dangerous, because they always have the ball. He is a pure midfielder, whose contribution is centred solely upon the almost intangible - the X-Factor - of giving Barcelona the style and rhythm that they have.
Paul Scholes made a magnificent footballing side of United in his prime, but was never utilised effectively by England. Michael Carrick has shown signs of similar quality, but never on the big stage. Frank Lampard and Steven Gerrard have many admirable qualities, but they don't align with Xavi's. It quite simply doesn't seem part of the makeup of English or even Premier League football at large to breed 'playmakers', yet the value of having one - a genuinely top-class one - will continue to make the difference at the highest level. Often between the good sides, and the truly great ones.