Dr Watford's Casebook - Issue 7
Dr Watford could just about accept it when the Watford gaffer let it be known that he considers King Marlon to be 'the most dangerous player outside the top flight' (although you have to kinda wonder if West Brom`s Ishmael Miller may have a thing or two to say about that after his showing at the Vic).
I also managed to grin n` bear it when Sir Aidy let the world`s media (ok, the odd hack or 2 in Hertfordshire) know that he thinks Watford playmaker Lee Williamson has all the credentials to become one of the 'best midfielders in the Championship' after an impressive start to the season (despite not being quite in the same class as Charlton`s Andy Reid, WBA`s Zoltan Gera or young Tractor boy Owen Garvan in VitalWatford`s book of playmaker generals).
But hang on a second. When Dr Watford read that the Hornets gaffer had likened the clearly talented but equally unproven Watford striker, Tamas Priskin, to a 'young Zlatan Ibrahamovic in the way he carries himself', well the line was well and truly crossed when it came to tolerating Sir Aidy`s player comparisons in the press.
That would be the same Zlatan Ibrahimovic who`s got a £25m transfer fee slapped on his head would it Aidy? The very same Zlatan Ibrahimovic who has been menace the world over for some of Europe`s footballing giants, including Ajax, Juventus and Inter then huh?
There`s no question that Hungarian international Priskin is indeed 'a big guy with a great touch…and a knack of scoring goals' but come on, surely not even the ardentest of Hungarian U21 supporters with the warmest heart in cold bits of Budapest could justify such a claim… (not even if we offered them a highly coverted club encrested bodywarmer with 'Priskin 17` on the back from the Buzz store as an incentive - we`ve tried!).
Look, the good Doctor is savvy enough to know that it`s all part of Aidy`s plan to install some positive mental attitude in his squad (and trust me, the Watford gaffer has PMA by the sackful). And, yes, I do fully appreciate that Sir Aidy wants to fill his players out with as much self confidence as John Hartson had shoved down the front of his XXL Norwich shirt when we played them the other Tuesday.
And this casebook isn`t about taking a few easy swipes at Priskin or deliberately picking the new kid off the Eastern Block out for some special treatment, No, it`s about Aidy`s willingness to go public with comparisons that make you sit back, ponder and then say 'Blimey, that`s a bit strong!'…
Like the King and Henderson partnership being likened to the 'Cole and Yorke' strikeforce of yesterday after some solid goal getting against Coventry and Norwich.
Like describing on loan Ben Foster as 'potentially the best goalkeeper in the world' despite the fact that he was still wet behind the ears at Championship level and he was still fresh from being 4th choice goalie at Stoke!
But it got the VitalWatford boys thinking about what may be lined up as the next, nicely rounded chapter in Boothroyd's big book of strangely odd player comparisons.
Maybe Jordan Stewart will be dubbed the 'Charlie Chaplin` of the Championship. After all, let`s face it, some of his attempted kung fu-esque clearances from left back have been pure slapstick comedy genius over the last few years…
Or is the recent pairing of Shittu and Mariappa in the middle of the park following in the footsteps of another rock steady duo from yesteryear - Laurel and Hardy…? (though I wouldn`t want to be the one to tell the man mountain centre half that 'that was another fine mess you`ve got us into Danny').
Please don`t get me wrong. Dr Watford certainly isn`t adverse to dishing out the odd bit of praise himself, should praise indeed be due - just ask the rather gorgeous Mrs Dr Watford, who gets showered with compliments each and every day (she most definitely is worth it).
It's just as Glory Hornets fans, we`ve only just recovered from the mocking that came our way after Vialli`s 'Watford are the Man Utd of the Championship' comment.
And I, for one, am not sure we`re quite ready yet for another bite on the behind.