Let's have a little sympathy for our owner. I'm
reliant on others' translation for Charlton-related parts of Roland's latest
attempt to educate the world via Belgian media. But it's still worth watching
the interview without understanding a word, for the way Duchatelet speaks and
his body language, the attitude of the interviewer, and the behaviour of the
invited audience. What he says about Charlton, the protests and Sir Chris is of
course complete drivel. We all know that. What I found illuminating is watching
Duchatelet mumble and squirm through that part of the interview, looking
decidedly shifty. Basically he knows full well that he's talking nonsense,
trying to remember and peddle a line that he really doesn't believe himself and
which nobody is buying; and he's not a very good liar.
Equally revealing, once Duchatelet gets off
football his demeanour changes. His replies are more confident, he talks at
greater length without hesitation, seemingly intent on convincing his young
questioner of the merits of his arguments and the depth of his insight. Only
problem is the interviewer looks like he's only barely suppressing laughter for
much of the time and the members of the audience are quite clearly bored out of
their minds, hoping desperately that this irrelevant old man is shuffled off
the show as soon as is decently possible. I can't comment on what he actually
said on non-footballing matters; what is apparent is that nobody is listening,
which must be tough for any visionary to take.
No doubt Duchatelet will believe that the interview
went well; no doubt that is what the sycophants around him will say. All is
well in the world of Roland. But you can tell it isn't really. His insults are
getting more desperate and will only give fresh impetus to the protests, fresh
ammunition. And there's enough in what he said and the way he said it to infer
that he is closer to giving up the ghost than before. He owned Standard Liege
for four years, soon it will be three years for us and he talks in terms of
legacy, having done a decent enough job etc. He is deluding himself as before, he
was and is an unmitigated disaster for our club. But if that delusion shifts
him towards selling, more power to it.
In the interim, I'd
been putting this together before CARD began its advent calendar. Might as well
get it finished and out anyway, it is that time of year after all:
On the first day of
Christmas, Duchatelet sent to me:
Yohann Thuram-Ulien.
On the second day of
Christmas, Duchatelet sent to me:
Pinocchio and Yohann
Thuram-Ulien.
On the third day of
Christmas, Duchatelet sent to me:
Thomas 'Boy' Driesen,
Pinocchio and Yohann Thuram-Ulien.
On the fourth day of
Christmas, Duchatelet sent to me:
Loic Nego, Thomas
'Boy' Driesen, Pinocchio and Yohann Thuram-Ulien.
On the fifth day of
Christmas, Duchatelet sent to me:
Oh, Polish Pete. Loic
Nego, Thomas 'Boy' Driesen, Pinocchio and Yohann Thuram-Ulien.
On the sixth day of
Christmas, Duchatelet sent to me:
Anil Koc, Oh, Polish
Pete. Loic Nego, Thomas 'Boy' Driesen, Pinocchio and Yohann Thuram-Ulien.
On the seventh day of
Christmas, Duchatelet sent to me:
Reza the Poser, Anil
Koc, Oh, Polish Pete. Loic Nego, Thomas 'Boy' Driesen, Pinocchio and Yohann
Thuram-Ulien.
On the eighth day of
Christmas, Duchatelet sent to me:
George Tucudean, Reza
the Poser, Anil Koc, Oh, Polish Pete. Loic Nego, Thomas 'Boy' Driesen, Pinocchio
and Yohann Thuram-Ulien.
On the ninth day of
Christmas, Duchatelet sent to me:
Karel Fraeye, George
Tucudean, Reza the Poser, Anil Koc, Oh, Polish Pete. Loic Nego, Thomas 'Boy'
Driesen, Pinocchio and Yohann Thuram-Ulien.
On the tenth day of
Christmas, Duchatelet sent to me:
Relegation, Karel
Fraeye, George Tucudean, Reza the Poser, Anil Koc, Oh, Polish Pete. Loic Nego, Thomas
'Boy' Driesen, Pinocchio and Yohann Thuram-Ulien.
On the eleventh day
of Christmas, Duchatelet sent to me:
Endless lies and
insults, relegation, Karel Fraeye, George Tucudean, Reza the Poser, Anil Koc, Oh,
Polish Pete. Loic Nego, Thomas 'Boy' Driesen, Pinocchio and Yohann Thuram-Ulien.
On the twelfth day of
Christmas, Duchatelet sent to me:
One decent pitch
(thank you and goodbye), endless lies and insults, relegation, Karel Fraeye, George
Tucudean, Reza the Poser, Anil Koc, Oh, Polish Pete. Loic Nego, Thomas 'Boy'
Driesen, Pinocchio and Yohann Thuram-Ulien.