The rise of Football in New Zealand cannot be denied, where for years it was the giant that slumbered in the corner the giant now is warming up its club and has taken a couple of early swings at the existing heirachy.
I thought I could offer an interesting perspective on this rise from someone who grew up as a Rugbyhead to someone who is now a Phoenix member, has been since day one, and spends more time watching EPL and A-League than I do Rugby. Also today, while cleaning my room I have found that I own just as much football merchandise as I do Rugby. I mainly blame that on the commercial machine that is Yellow Fever however.
But back to my main point. Football, its rise. What do I think have been the catalysts? Is it sustainable? Is it a threat to Rugby? Can the two sports co-exist? Part 1 will cover the catalysts, and when I have more time I will write the rest of the thesis on its sustainability and its threat to Rugby.
1) The Catalysts?
The interesting this is that the potential has always been there, massive participation rates at the Junior level have dwarfed Rugbys numbers for year but that potential has never translated into interest/viability at the senior level. What has changed? If anything?
Well obviously number 1 is the Phoenix.
The story of the failures of the Knightz and the problems with the Kingz (to many people label the Kingz as failures, truth is from a football perspective they weren't as bad as the Knightz but just had as bigger muppets behind the scenes) are well documented and for more knowledgable people than I to discuss but the Nix have been different. From the first game in the Pre-Season cup in Wellington on July 22nd 2007 there was something a bit different and a bit special. Firstly, Ricki had put together a competitive squad that had players in it that the public in Wellington could identify with. He had picked Kiwis and current All Whites which was an obvious failure of the Knightz. But most importantly from my perspective the football culture that existed in the city was able to be harnessed into something positive, namely the Yellow Fever.
From very humble beginnings, I seem to remember maybe 200 or so of us at the Sydney game, the group quickly grew and by the end of Season 1 had established itself as a key part of Wellingtons sporting identity. My Dad, who grew up in Oldham and followed the local team Oldham Athletic all his life, came to the first game of Season 1 and marvelled at what had been created in such a short time in terms of a culture. Now whenever he comes down, which he does regularly for Nix games, he says the best thing about it all is the look on the kids faces as they watch the Fever do what we do. Sing, dance, abuse.. all of it! They lap it up with looks of amazement on their faces. Why? Because it is completely uniquie in New Zealand sporting culture, we are not good at supporting our teams vocally. The Fever has continued to grow and flourishes, perhaps our finest moment coming not at a Phoenix game but when we were able to harness the football populations of the country and sing the All Whites to victory on November 14. Never in my lifetime of attending sporting events have I seen or heard anything come close and I very much doubt we will see it again.
You can argue though that the reason the Yellow Fever has continued to grow and be successful is the success the Phoenix have had. Sure we finished last in Season 1 but everybody loved us and we had some great moments along the way. Season 2 started dismally but we were able to climb back into it and by the end of the season we were knocking of the doors of the playoffs. Through these two seasons genuine footballing heroes were emerging. Shane Smeltz, a convuluted Kiwi, if ever there was one was banging in goals for fun. Glen Moss was the best shot stopper in the League. Daniel, the Brazillian, ebraced Kiwi culture and declared he wanted to be an All White. Tim Brown and Leo Bertos, genuine Wellingtonians who wanted to give back to their city. Football fans in New Zealand had people to watch on TV every week who they could relate to, no longer was it just Ryan Nelsen at Blackburn flying the flag. We had standard bearers in New Zealand.
Season 3 and the footballing season of 2009/2010 will live long in all our memories. The frustrating run of draws followed by the 6-0 shellacking of Gold Coast (the new home of Judas - Shane Smeltz) which turned into an unbeated home run and a trip to the playoffs with two home games capturing the imagination of the New Zealand public like nothing else. This all after being widely tipped as wooden-spooners at the start of the season. Football had a new hero too, in Paul Ifill we had replaced Shane Smeltz and we went to places that football fans in New Zealand had never dreamed of. Obviously amongst all this was the All Whites but them as a subject I shall get to shortly.
The other factor in the Phoenix rise and what has made it so special is Ricki Herbert. A hero of the 82 squad Herbert did, what many thought impossible, and was successful with both the All Whites and the Phoenix. He was a genuine Kiwi bloke who was passionate about the game and was someone we could all relate to. Also, very importantly from my perspective, it was Kiwi accent behind the man. Adshead and Fallon are legends of the game, but they both still talk like Poms. An easy target for the naysayers who say that the game in New Zealand is strictly the domain of ex-pats and their mates. Its not, Herbert is straight out of Onehunga.
2) The All Whites and other national teams
When Australia qualified for the World Cup in 2005 I jumped off the couch and danced around the room, I got up to watch everyone of their games in Germany and even sat watching the Croatia game (their last pool match) with an Australian flag because I so desperately wanted them to succeed. I remember thinking at the time it was an odd feeling because if their is anyone who sums up the old catchphrase "I support two teams, New Zealand and anyone playing Australia" its me. But not the Socceroos. I was genuinely pleased for them, at the time I decided it was probably because we just weren't competitive. It was not like we were even in the same dimension as them when it came to international football. 18 months before we had lost to Vanuatu to get us kicked out of qualifying. Sometime after Germany Australian football announced they were shifting confederations. This didn't make the earth move at the time but looking back it was a major turning point for us.
Suddenly New Zealand teams were very likely (provided they got past the Island nations, which we only haven't once) to go to all the Age-Grade world cups plus the Olympics in the mens game and all the world cups in the Womens game. Also it meant that for all intensive purposes we were a home and away tie away from the big boys show. The Mens FIFA World Cup.
The All Whites went about business quietly, notching noteworth results against Wales (S Smeltz emergence onto the scene), Estonia, Georgia and not so noteworthy results in other areas. We got through the Oceania group predictably without any trouble and suddenly we were 180 minutes away from returning to sports biggest stage. New Zealanders often struggle to put football into perspective, but this was something they could understand. Being at the World Cup was massive and we were nearly their.
A FIFA rule change giving us access to a wider group of players helped plug some gaps but this was a decent squad with a core of guys who were playing together regularly with New Zealands most successful current sportsman (thats perhaps a debate for another post) leading the way in Ryan Nelsen.
If you are reading a sports blog you dont need reminding of what happened next, we held on in Bahrain (god only knows how) and then courtesy of Rory Fallon, Mark Paston and 35,000 Kiwis dressed in White we won in Wellington to confirm our spot.
Suddenly Footballers in New Zealand had people they could legitemately be proud of, when kids in the playground went and kicked a ball around it wasn't Rooney trying to get on the end of crosses from Ronaldo it was Fallon or Smeltz on the end of a ball from Bertos. When kids threw themselves around to save Penalties they were Mark Paston as opossed to Van Der Sar and Cech. Having heroes they could see most weeks at the Caketin was, is and will be invaluable for the game.
I also think the value of the performances of other national teams in the last four years is a undervalued piece of the jigsaw puzzle. Our Under 20s last year became the first national team to get to the second round of a World tournament. We performed admirably at the Olympics and our Womens teams have put together very credible performances across all age groups. Add to this the incredibly successful Womens Under 17 tournament held in NZ in 2008 and the pathways for real success became obvious to kids all over the country.
Chris Woods, Winston Reid, Tommy Smith have gone the traditional path. But one need only look at the Overseas Player thread on the Yellow Fever website to see that there are Kiwi kids plying their trade, not unsuccessfully, in may cases all across the globe. Add to that the success of the Kiwi players in the Phoenix and across the A-League and the point about heroes becomes an even stronger one.
...... Wow, when I started writing that I didn't intend it to be that long. But I guess the point I was trying to make basically boils down to this.
- Football always had the potential to become something much more.
- It needed kids to see their heroes and know that pathways existed
- Through the success of the Phoenix, The All Whites and other national teams New Zealand kids have had footballers they can relate to.
- Giving them Kiwi heores is priceless in NZFs ongoing battle to keep them in the game and keep them striving for the higher level because suddenly they seem acheivable.