Kotoko's bench was dejeected after the 2-1 loss to Eulma. |
Spectacular failure.
Embarrassing show. Ugly disappointment, culminating in a painful exit. These
were some of expressions commentators at the Baba Yara Sports Stadium used to
briefly describe what unfolded beneath their eyes on Sunday when Kotoko lost
1-2 to Algeria’s MC El Eulma in the CAF Champions League, 1/16th stage, return
encounter.
Kotoko had drawn goalless in
the first leg in Eulma. The expectation was simply that, the Porcupines will
win at home for advance. They rather stunned their fans with a miserable
display that left the thousands of fans at the packed venue bitterly
disappointed. It was third time in succession that Kotoko had failed to not
just excel in Africa but also gone past the second preliminary round of the CAF
Champions League.
Indeed, and rather painfully
too, Sunday April 5, 2015 was yet another time since 2013 that, Kotoko
struggled against an unknown African opponent and ended up being overpowered. If
history has anything worth recalling, Kotoko have one in African club football.
Recent developments are however showing that, the current team either does not
know that history or something fundamentally is wrong with the team hence the
sequential failures in Africa.
In 2013, it was JSM Bejaia –
an Algeria side with barely no experience in Africa. Kotoko drew goalless away
and surprisingly drew 1-1 at home. They crashed out. In 2014, against a
relatively young team from Liberia, Barrack Young Controllers, Kotoko laboured
to win 2-1 in Kumasi and subsequently lost 1-0 in the Liberian capital,
Monrovia. Sunday was no different.
Against a side that, Kotoko had
drawn goalless in their backyard three weeks ago; against a side that are
struggling in their domestic league and against a side whose participation in
the Champions League only happened by fortune, Kotoko disappointed once again. How
Kotoko could lose, not even draw with some form of dignity intact, was something
I couldn’t fathom.
Not that I don’t understand
football’s illogicalities. Not that, I don’t know that apart from winning, a
team either draws or loses in this game. I know all that. I also know that, all
Kotoko needed was a win. The players knew that as well. Their knowledge was
however distant from the eventual outcome. The over the 30,000 fans all left
with enormous pain; sad and dejected.
The magnitude of work done by
management to get the fans to fill the stadium most definitely has suffered a
setback. Losing 1-2 to Algeria’s MC El Eulma is just unacceptable. From start
to finish, until the Algerians scored their second goal in the 94th minute,
which worsened matters for Kotoko, hopes of Kotoko winning was still high. The
bright way in which Kotoko started the game painted a good picture by the end
of regulation time, not knowing it was but a mirage.
Eulma wasn’t good. Kotoko just
gave them too much comfort. The early incursions launched on Eulma early in the
game were fine but as the game progressed with Kotoko not scoring, Eulma steadily
grew in confidence. Then the deadlock was broken. Obed Owusu capitalized on a
weak back pass from a defender to his goalie to put Kotoko in the lead five
minutes from the break.
The nearly packed stadium
erupted with joy. Kotoko lacked the sense of urgency to respond to the
supporters’ call. It was if some of the players didn’t know what was at stake.
Some could walk slothfully for throw-ins when only a solitary goal separated
Kotoko from Eulma. That lethargic approach proved too expensive.
Eulma equalized 16 minutes
inside the second half. It didn’t really mark the end of the road for Kotoko.
The fans despite being jolted, cheered the team. That the spectators, usually known
for not showing such love in the face of imminent defeat, this time exhibited
unflinching support, suggested that, they wanted nothing but the best for
Kotoko. They were however let down.
With two minutes to exhaust
the six minutes added on by the referee, Eulma scored. The die was cast. What a
painful anticlimax, a commentator called it! Literally, Kotoko drove a red-hot
knife excruciatingly through the hearts of their fans. Only time would heal the
wounds suffered by the fans who traveled from all over Ghana to watch the game.
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