Five reasons to love Blackburn fans’ vitriol sponge Steve Kean
He’s bald, he grins, he’s (ever so gradually) racking up the wins...
What was your highlight of the weekend? The epic at the Liberty Stadium? Millwall shipping six at the Den? Barcelona finally conceding at home? For Whiteboard, it was Blackburn escaping the relegation zone, on account of a growing infatuation for Steve Kean. Why? Let’s have a look…
The difference between confidence and delusion – or Jose Mourinho and Harry Redknapp as they can be known – is slim, but what’s not to love about a boss who earns his second win of the season in December and immediately eyes up the top ten? He also saw the funny side of this. Sure, his gift for finding positives borders on the absurd, however it’s a refreshing change from the many expectation massagers who even when ten points clear at the top pretend that their target is to avoid relegation.
Much as they love a moan, Blackburn supporters who follow their team home and away have seen more goals than any other set of Premier League fans, and not a 0-0 in sight. “But that’s because they let in so many,” you cry. Not quite, as no side beyond the top five have outscored them, and they’ve only fired two blanks. The defensive shortcomings aren’t exclusively his fault either, as he was forced to sell Phil Jones, with Chris Samba likely to follow.
Proving people wrong
Much as we like to pretend to be sophisticates, few things trump the simple pleasure of the words “told you so” – not that this writer gets to use them much! Even better is telling other people that they are wrong. So just as there are some Blackburn fans masochistic enough to welcome relegation as proof that Kean was never good enough for them, us few Kean-ites dream of the day that they hopefully survive, vindicating his continued employment.
English football fans are contractually obliged to delight in any act proving that a player or manager “cares” whether that’s lunging into an opponent a minute after the ball has left their feet or yelling abuse at some poor official conned into giving an iffy penalty. Don’t believe us? Check the small print on your next season-ticket renewal form. And not only is Kean animated, as his lively and gawky goal celebrations verify, he also tends to shun the less likable aspects of “showing passion”.
Alright, I don’t really get this one, but as it’s the reason that the few other Kean sympathisers use, I’ll run with it. The football definition of dignity appears to be the ability to avoid Cantona-ing an entire crowd as they have a stab at publicly humiliating you. Remarkable restraint no doubt and a situation that nobody should have to face, it’s just that dignity isn’t necessarily the right term to address his calm handling of the nonsense. “People can be pricks” would perhaps be a more apt header here.
Are you a Kean-ite or do you empathise with his Ewood Park critics? Have your say below…