Player Profiles

At The Blansko Klobasa, we are often asked about the standard of football and about the players FK Blansko can attract, so we have decided to write profiles for the current squad.

Goalkeepers

DjuranDavid Juran – a native of Veverska Bityska, David has been with Blansko for  a while now. An extremely capable goalkeeper, he has been a stalwart of the squad for the past 5 seasons. His ability has not gone unnoticed and has spent time on trial at Znojmo and represented the Czech Republic amateur side at the European Championships in Serbia 2015. An injury this season cost him his place as number one, but still a favourite with us.

Songs – “We all live in a Juran submarine” and “David Juran, superman, follows us on Instagram ”

J FloderJiri Flodr -Anybody who keeps David Juran out of the team has to be a talent and Jirka, who is on loan from Zbrojovka Brno,  has been absolutely outstanding for Blansko this term. A Czech U19 international, we are convinced he will be the first Blansko goalkeeper to represent his country since Jarda Blazek. A superb shot-stopper.

Songs – “Jirka Flodr, he’s our number one (sorry David Juran), Jirka Flodr , he’s our number one (sorry David Juran)

Defenders

P_Gromsky_podzim_2016Petr Gromsky – Gromsky has more songs than Karel Gott and is another popular player with The Blansko Klobasa. 4 seasons ago he was playing 8th tier football with SK Jedovnice and now he’s holding his own in the MSFL. A swashbuckling full back, he’s keen to attack down the right wing. He’s always on fire.

Songs – “Don’t you want me Gromsky”, “Gromsky’s on fire” “He’s Gromsky floating down the right wing”

J_Splichal_podzim_2016Jakub Splichal – nicknamed “The Big Lebowski”by the Blansko Klobasa after spotting him slamming down strikes at a bowling alley, Kuba is another player who has risen through the ranks to play an important role in the club’s recent success. Calm in defence, comfortable in midfield. We like him.

Songs – “We’ve got Splichal, Jakub Splichal, I just don’t think you understand…..”

L_Kolacek_podzim_2016Lukas Kolacek – The grandfather of the team at 33, Lukas was signed from Vyskov (home of the worst beer in the world) in 2016 and has been handed the captain’s armband this season.. He’s our left back and often pops up with the odd goal. Reliable.

Songs- We don’t have one for him at the moment, let’s just say it’s a work in progress.

L_Hanus_jaro_2017Lada Hanus – A new signing who joined Blansko from SK Lisen in February 2017, we have only had the opportunity to see him a couple of times.  Former Zbrojovka Brno youth team player, he can play in the heart of defence or as a midfielder protecting the back four.

Songs – give us a chance..

T_Feik_podzim_2016Tomas Feik – A product of the Blansko youth team, 17 year old Tomas is a highly-rated footballer.  The only thing we can tell you about him is that he has nicked the shirt of Jan Koudelka, Wingy’s favourite footballer (after Mark Viduka) .

Songs – none

 

S_Pisek_podzim_2016Standa Pisek – Standa is a giant, standing at about 4 metres tall – he’s Blansko’s John Charles..able to play in attack and defence.. We see him more as a rock in defence, but our boss throws him in up front if we are in need of a goal. A top man, who organised home shirts for TBK, we owe him more than just a beer.

Songs – “Da, da, da, da ,da ….. Standa Pisek.. repeat”

Midfielders

L_Chloupek_podzim_2016Lubos Chloupek – A scorer of spectacular goals, Lubos is a regular on the right side of our midfield. He notched 6 goals last season on our way to the Divize title and is on his way to beating that this season.

Songs – none..Wingy?

 

J_Kucera_podzim_2016Jakub Kucera – On loan from Zbrojovka Brno, Jakub runs our midfield and as noted by Craggy, he runs in the same style as Steven Gerrard. A “box to box” kind of player, we don’t expect to see him at the club beyond this season. Before each game he shakes hands with Jirka Floder in a strange way 🙂 We believe they are friends.

 

R_Buchta_jaro_2016Robin Buchta – Robin has been at the club since the beginning of time, well it seems that way. Big pals with striker Jan Trtilek, he was the first Blansko player to invite us “backstage” for shots of slivovice. Love the club more than we do.

Songs – ” Robin, Robin, Robin, Robin …. Buchta.

 

J_Minx_podzim_2016Jan Minx – Honza’s favourite player is Gareth Bale, the greatest footballer the world has ever seen and just like the Wales superstar, plays his football down the left flank.. In pre-season he was banging goals in like they were going out of fashion..hopefully we’ll see more of the same in the real games. Another of Zbrojovka Brno.

Songs – ” Honza Minx, Honza Minx running down the wing ….”

D_Duda_podzim_2016Dominik Duda – Signed in July from Opava, Dominik has been in and out of the team most of this season. He started in the centre of midfield, but found himself out on the right in games before the winter break. Has shown brief glimpses of his talent and we would like to see more.

Song – “Duda duda duda duda” (to the tune of the Adams Family”

S_Kolarik_podzim_2016Stepan Kolarik – We are writing this just after he missed a crucial penalty against Unicov, so we’ll try not to allow it to cloud our judgement.  Stepan’s favourite footballer is former Swansea midfielder Frank Lampard and just like Fat Frank likes to get forward at every opportunity. We’ve seen him score plenty during pre season, but he’s found the net only once this season. Very talented and has more clubs than Tiger Woods.

Songs – none.

J_Kratochvil_podzim_2016Jirka Kratochvil – Jirka is nicknamed “little mole”, we have no idea why.  Another homegrown player, he has a bright future ahead of him..He’s been unable to break into the first 11 this season, but we expect to see more of him this second half of the season.

Songs – none

 

Strikers

J_Trtilek_podzim_2016Honza Trtilek – Honza is a crowd favourite and a huge talent.. We all believe that with a bit more pace, he would be playing in the top division. Without wishing to use a cliche – he has an excellent touch for a big man.. Good with his feet and head, you are always guaranteed goals from Honza..

Songs – “Honza, Honza, Honza, Honza, Honza Trtilek”

J_Stehlik_jaro_2017Jindra Stehlik – Big things were expected of Jindra after he made his debut for Zbrojovka Brno in the top league, but he lost his way little and now finds himself spearing the attack for FK Blansko. We are hoping for great things from him. A January signing from SK Lisen.

Song – So come on Jindra Stehlik, score some goals for Blansko….”

J_Motycka_podzim_2016Jarda Motycka – Another player, we have not seen enough of. Jarda has usually been brought on from the subs bench when we are in need of a goal. A tireless runner, you just get the feeling he needs a goal.

Songs – none.

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Milan Pacanda – Lost and Found

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It’s 8.30 on a Sunday morning, I am on a train and my groundhop today is to see Vicemilice in the 8th tier of the Czech Football League. It’s been on my bucket list for a while. In addition to this I am going to watch a 38 year factory worker, by the name of Milan Pacanda play football. I am not even sure you even care.

 The chances are that most of you have never heard of Milan Pacanda, he could have been a name in European football, up there with the Nedveds, Poborskys and Bergers of Czech Football fame – he once played at Old Trafford in a Champions League game, oh and in a successful Intertoto Cup run for Brno, but that is about as big as it got for Pacanda. It could have been so, so different.

In 1999, two years after making his debut for ‘hometown club’ Boby Brno, Pacanda was riding on the crest of the wave. He’d started the season extremely well, playing just behind the striker in an improving Brno team and scoring for fun. Scouts would turn up wherever ‘Paci’ (pronounced Patsy) played.

Such was his reputation in the game that Bologna had agreed terms with the young striker, then disaster struck.

After putting his side in front  away at Zizkov, he went for a ball with Viktoria defender Jan Zakopal, a player he’d played with at junior level for Czech national team, it was a ball that only one man could win and Zakopal knew that, so knowing he would come off second best made a decision which would change the course of Pacanda’s career – he went for the striker’s knee  destroying the ligaments and putting a bright career on hold. To this day, Zakopal (English translation ‘to bury’) insists he went for the ball, but those of us there see it completely differently. It was a horrendous challenge.

The following winter after five months of treatment, Paci made his first attempt to comeback only to damage his knee in his very first training session, putting him out of action for a further year. It was at this time he sank into despair, possibly depression,  finding solace in the casinos and bars of Brno and with it an addiction to fruit machines and alcohol. In addition to this he purchased an expensive car on credit and promptly crashed it while drunk, damaging his shoulder.

With a huge debt hanging over him he was pulled from the mire by his mentor and football father Karel Jarusek, who invited the footballer to move into his family home. I believe, but it is still unclear to me, that his agent cleared Pacanda’s debt. It was also at this moment they asked him if he wanted a second chance. Apparently, the footballer without saying a word just nodded. Jarusek brought in a strict regime and  with it a curfew. He trained hard and was allowed just one night out a week, on a Friday, but had return to Jarusek’s home by 10pm.

A year and a half at that disastrous afternoon at Zizkov, Paci returned to the pitch with two pins in his knee and a slight limp as he ran. The coach at the time, Pavel Tobias, brought him back slowly and it wasn’t until the following season that he began to make the starting eleven.

He stayed at Brno for a further 3 seasons, forming a fantastic partnership with Libor Dosek. The goals returned and helping his team to rise up the league and reach the semi-finals of the now defunct Intertoto Cup. Off the pitch things were also a little better, although not without incident. I particularly remember an incident after one home match – Pacanda and teammates, drinking after a draw with Sigma Olomouc, celebrated by smashing up a billboard outside a restaurant causing 20,000kc worth of damage. While his teammates faced the music, Milan disappeared for a couple of days, missing training. He was dropped for the next match.

Although there were times off the pitch where we saw the old demons returning, 2004 was a great year for the footballer. He married his childhood sweetheart Denisa and in the summer of that year secured 650,00o Euro move to Czech giants Sparta Praha.

His start at Letna was a good one. Under the leadership of Frantisek Straka, he bagged 6 goals in his first 7 games, forming a prolific partnership with Tomas Jun. But the wheels fell off when the coach was sacked and replaced with Jaroslav Hrebik who demanded discipline and order from all his players. Pacanda only ever really listened to two people and Hrebik was not one of them. He soon found himself out of the team and back on the fruit machines and his life began to turn sour. In 2005, he was sent on loan to to Tirol Innsbruck, where he continued to score and rescued the team from what seemed like a certain relegation. Even though he was a popular player with the Austrian side, he found himself back in Czech Republic. For Pacanda, it was the beginning of the end.

He returned to Brno for the start of the 2006 season, however in 3 seasons was to make only 30 appearances for the club,spending part of the time at Zlin and half a season in Kazakhstan. But even during his time abroad, rumours of his growing debt continued to do the rounds.

Pacanda, now becoming a footballing nomad, he signed for Znojmo ,in the MSFL, and things started to look up, he employed a personal coach, shed a few pounds and began the season in fine form. Sadly, another injury, followed by missed training sessions, forced the hand of the club’s management… One rumour was that he would only turn up at the club when he needed money…

“At the beginning of the season he helped us immensely, he looked like a great promise. But gradually his attitude ceased to fulfill our expectations. I am afraid that in the spring he probably will not be with us,” said coach Bohumil Smrček.

“We could only keep  Pacanda if he managed to put his personal life in order and we were at the time willing to help. Unfortunately he does not appreciate the efforts of the club management. Therefore, we have to let him go” said President 1. SC Znojmo Ota Withers.

In an attempt to clear his mounting debt and with collectors regularly calling round for a chat, he moved to East Slovakian team, FK Bodva Moldova, newly promoted to the second tier. Again, the season began promisingly and he was even made captain, but at the end of 2010/11 Pacanda was again without a team.

Surprisingly, his agent managed to persuade newly promoted Znojmo to give him another  chance in the second league. He once again got himself fit and started to impress, notably scoring a brace against Sparta’s reserve team. But the return was again shortlived and the old ‘Paci” appeared and then Milan Pacanda disappeared again, before finding a home at Slovan Rosice and back in the arms of Karel Jarusek.

It was during his time at Rosice, that rumours started to circle about his mental state. I read an article where he bravely admitted suffering from depression and even more worryingly about suicidal thoughts.

In an interview with Czech football magazine Hattrick, Pacanda recalled the moment he was at his lowest.

“I was standing on the tracks and wondering if I should lie down and wait for the next train”

“I was fucked,” he said openly. “But now I take it as a lesson for future life and I feel I am over the worst of it”.

As somebody who loved watching Milan Pacanda play football, I was saddened to hear of him talk about mental health issues that have affected him, but at the same time I’m so pleased he’s been brave enough to talk about it. Not enough of us are able to do that.

I arrived at the Vicemilice pitch  about 15 minutes before kick off (I am not too sure I could call it a stadium) and the first person I was to bump into was Milan, who was chatting away to one of the local fans, while enjoying a prematch cigarette. He eyed me with suspicion (everyone does) as I am sure he knows all the regular faces. I am not too sure why, but I avoided making eye-contact as not to arouse any further interest and made my way to the bar.

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A few minutes later, I heard one of the supporters say that Vicemilice were in trouble, Paci didn’t want to play, he was complaining of a bad back. Naturally, it was just prematch talk and  Pacanda took to the field after the shortest warm up in the history of warm ups. A couple of stretches,  an individual crossbar challenge, which he managed at the first attempt and then another cigarette before lining up with his teammates.

I won’t bore you too much longer with details of the game, only to tell you of two Milan Pacanda moments which sum up the talent of the man.. In the first half, he picked up the ball just inside the away team’s half. Heavily marked, he dragged the ball away from two opponents and played a stunning through ball for the opening goal.  You never lose it, do you?

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In the second half, he scored his only goal of the game, latching on to a pass from midfield he lobbed the goalkeeper from 25yards, another piece of skill, which would further show the quality he has.

Somebody once said of the player that if Pele belongs in a museum then Pacanda belongs on football pitch.  And with Paci breaking into a huge smile after his goal, you would find it difficult with that.

Welcome back, Paci.

 

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Number one is David Juran

U Dolni

When we found out that Chris Boothroyd of the wonderful “The Czech Up” was back in the Czech Republic, we invited him to sample the delights of klobasa, beer and football at U Dolni. This is his story…

The morning after my first night in Brno had, stupidly, ended in shots of vodka and a 3am meander to my hotel. It was safe to say that at that exact moment with the sun shining through the curtains that my head was distinctly too heavy. Sleep was needed.

Sadly for my aching body (and soul, which was beginning to contemplate as to why vodka on top of an insane amount of beer good idea) I had to head out of ‘town’ later that afternoon to visit a somewhat bizarre Moravian institution. Therefore, those late morning and early afternoon hours which were readily approaching was all the time I had to be able to do some sightseeing.

So with a pounding head I hit the art galleries, one almost a little too literally.

Hangovers in Brno would, through no fault but my own, become a regular occurrence. Whatever doesn’t kill you, as they say.

As the clock was approaching three I headed on down to Brno’s train station. With my head suitably clear(er) I made the amble down in fair time where I was greeted by a grinning Ralph.

“Coffee?”

Coffee.

Thirty minutes away from Brno is Blansko. On first impression it is a rather functional Czech town, but I wasn’t here to be doing any ‘traditional’ sightseeing – or see enough of the town to dispel that first impression.

But to people like me, Blansko’s main attraction is their football team; a team who count on supporters from mainland Britain as some of their most dedicated supporters and for that afternoon (or is it a lifetime?) I would be joining the cult of the Blansko Klobasa.

Joining me on the trip north of Brno were Rhys and Matt; two friends inter-railing it around Europe and had scheduled a nights stay in Brno and had timed it right to arrive in town just in time to hop on another train and head to Blansko. By sheer fluke, no doubt.

On the way up Ralph made three things abundantly clear: Firstly, the walk to U Dolni was primarily up hill; secondly, the chants were predominantly in English and finally, he posed this riddle: How is it possible that Blansko’s highest attendance stands at 16,000?

Unfortunately Ralph was spot on about the walk to U Dolni. On a pleasant day with the sun beating down, the trek up through streets and across roads wasn’t the most enjoyable of treks. On the plus side, we weren’t taking part in the local half marathon – unlike some poor souls who seemed to be quite literally sweating buckets.

But, after what seemed like an eternity, we crossed the crest of the hill and began to head down along a path where, to our right, an old-fashioned stand appeared to our joy. Beers were bought and we were soon in place behind the man with the drum and the checked the scoreboard. Blankso 0-1 Hodonin.

Things didn’t get much better.

Looking around it seemed impossible that 8,000, never mind 16,000, could fit into the confines of the stadium.

There was, and probably always has been, one solitary stand and despite a little embankment on the other side of the pitch, it was hard to figure out where the hordes of people could stand, let alone see.

But it would be explained to us that yes, 16,000 people did once cram into U Dolni to see the local outfit take on the Czechoslovak stars that wowed at the 1962 World Cup in Chile. If that game wouldn’t entice the locals in, I’m not sure what would.

But back to the football. By this point Blansko were probably two or three down. They were playing poorly and Hodonin – a town noted for its nearby vineyards and desire for professional football – were cutting through them like the proverbial hot knife through butter. Luckily David Juran, the host’s goalkeeper, was playing well and managed to keep the score down. Ralph has enthused about his abilities previously and on this display it shouldn’t be long before he is plying his trade at a higher, professional, level.

The beers flowed (“did you notice the Welsh pendant in the club house?” Ralph asked whilst we were getting one round in. Truth be told I didn’t, but I’ve no reason to doubt it) and, sadly, so did the goals. Each time a faint “Number one is David Juran / And number two is David Juran” drifted its way down to the pitch, not that it made much difference. And so with a defeat on the cards, conversations were abundant despite the best efforts of Juran who walked away with our Man of the Match award.

Tales of Wales away, of football trips back home, of life, of Europe; everything and anything was discussed and by the time the whistle was blown Hodonin had run out easy 5-0 victors. We left dodging the used condom (people really did it for Blansko) and headed out of the stadium and towards a local bar called Probe, which is the only pub I’ve been into that featured legitimate terracing.

More beers followed well into the evening, the night and the early hours. Clubs, pubs and bars were visited.

I was sold on Blansko and, importantly, their klobasa – of course I had one!

You can follow Chris on twitter at @czefootball or head to his excellent website www.czefootball.com

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And now for a word from the wise – well, Mr Blansko himself, Wingy, Wingy, Wingy…

Juran submarine sinks without a trace…

Finishing strongly last season, we all had high hopes for FK Blansko in the new footballing year – well, our Blansko native Wingy certainly did. However, after the 5-0 defeat at home to Hodonin, the opening of the season has been less that perfect, as he will happily explain to us now:

Football fans are a superstitious lot. Tales are legion of fans who had to wear the same shirt unwashed for half a season lest washing it break a cycle of home games without defeat. And after this 5-0 home drubbing we were left wondering if we had angered the football Gods in some way. Was it a delayed reaction to the loss of the old Skoda from the training pitch? Was it the absence of Craggy and most of the Fun Club? Was it that Ralph wasn’t wearing anything Blansko-related? [Ed. This is not the first time this season] In the end we decided it must be down to us not meeting up at the main of Blansko’s two stations (look what a developed place this is!) and that in future steps must be taken to appease those Gods. Certainly something needs to be done – this was my second game of the season, both at home, and my record runs thus –

Played:2  Won:0 Drawn:0 Lost:2 For:1 Against:9 Points:0 (one was in the cup anyway)

In short FKB were woeful. Utterly outclassed by one of the most professional looking outfits I’ve seen at this level – better than the League 2 oppostion that were Frydek-Mistek, and surely a shoe-in for promtion if they can keep up this form. The only bright(ish) thing to report was the return to form of keeper David (he’s not only a friend on Facebook,but also on Twitter) Juran, who saved us on numerous occasions from further humiliation. (Our attempt at singing ‘We all live in a Juran Submarine’ rang a bit hollow if truth be told). With the prolific Koudelka now gone (at least from on the pitch – he was watching from one corner.) it doesn’t seem to make a lot of sense to see Player of the Year Honza Trtílek benched again. Hope Mr Grmela knows what he’s doing.

Still, two home games in a row coming up. We need to meet at the station if we go to them.