Monday, September 13, 2010

Eyewitness : Fabio Capello loses his cool World Cup

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The credentials to this situation can be traced behind to yesterday afternoon, when the England players went on safari at Sun City, that is where a lot of the media are staying.

Fabio Capello decided, opposite the recommendation of the England media team, not to allow the in-house FA photographer to go along, that would have meant one guy going with the players and on condition that cinema for everybody else. Instead it was non-stop up to everybody and a lot of photographers from the internal tabloids went along and fundamentally papped the England patrol in what is a public place.

All that meant that Capello got out of the wrong side of bed this sunrise and I am certain it was a cause in what followed.

At the Royal Bafokeng Sports Complex in Rustenburg, where the players are staying and training, the road house is a small approach detached from an additional construction where the players get altered and put their boots on prior to training. What normally happens is we [the photographers] line up outward that construction in an area that is directed towards for us and wait for for the players and Capello to come out on to the pitch. They essentially travel right past us.

Capello and his staff are routinely out on the representation by the time we get set up because, as everybody knows, he is intensely punctual. But what happened this morning was that we got there initial and we could see by one of the open windows that Michael Dawson was carrying a massage.

When Capello came out of the construction and saw all of the cameras indicating that way he insincere we were receiving cinema of Dawson carrying this rub the body and he lost his temper. It was a large overreaction to the situation since nothing of us were receiving any cinema of Dawson. He walked down to the side of the pitch, picked on one immature photographer who he insincere was receiving these pictures, and told him to spin his lens to the representation and not to point it at the becoming different rooms. It was a proper, red-blooded Italian rant.

After that the players, who had patently listened all this turmoil from where they were, walked out and gave us a couple of meaningful winks and nods. It was a strange situation but it was as most to do with what happened yesterday as the approach any of the photographers had acted today.

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