DAVID PYE: I'm tired of the twice-yearly circus that's ingrained in our season
11:00pm Friday 30th August 2013 in Sport
THE countdown clock is ticking – 11pm on Monday is edging ever nearer and I, for one, cannot wait.
There was a time when I enjoyed deadline day and the rumour and speculation that went with it.
Who would be that last-ditch buy? Would Harry Redknapp ever close his car window? Is Jim White’s heart going to hold out on Sky Sports?
But now, like many managers around the country’s clubs, I am getting tired of the twice-yearly circus that has now become ingrained in our season’s schedule.
Even the BBC has jumped on the bandwagon this year with a special deadline-day Football Focus on Monday evening, though I doubt it will have outbid Sky for the rights to screen Big Ben chiming live at 11pm.
This year has seemed more hyped up than ever because of the ongoing Bale, Rooney and Suarez sagas. At least by midnight on Monday, that will be over for another four months.
Just why has it to go on for so long? I am not sure either. A few managers have been open in admitting their dislike it extends into the season, and you can understand why.
Take, for example, the likes of Everton and Swansea. Roberto Martinez is looking to settle into a new job and just when his plans look set, he could lose players three games into a new season.
Michael Laudrup, too, will hope nobody like Arsenal will make a cheeky offer for Michu after failing to land some big striking targets this summer.
But then those managers should not be branded victims. I am sure Martinez could be tempted to copy Manchester United’s new boss David Moyes and look to his former employers at Wigan before Monday night for new blood.
What has been different this in window, though, has been the apparent openness of clubs and the unusual occurrence of top managers coming out and naming players they have been chasing. Mourinho on Rooney, Moyes on Fabregas, Wenger on Suarez – it was unheard of in the past.
Maybe it is a consequence of the social media age. Perhaps clubs realise it is now virtually impossible to keep a lid on everything when players, agents, family members, friends and journalists in the know can tweet the latest within seconds.
Gone are the days when we relied on radio phone-in rumours from taxi drivers who have had such-and-such a player in the back of their cab, or my friend’s brother’s step-daughter who goes to school with someone in the know’s son and his dad is moving to such and such a club.
Maybe there should just be blanket openness from now on.
I say put all want-away players up for sale to the highest bidder in a new reality show called “I’m a professional footballer – get me out of here”.
Now there is something for Sky to get their teeth into.