Second tier may not match Premier League’s quality but its entertainment and unpredictability provide compelling drama
Whether it’s the absurdity of a 97th-minute Teemu Pukki winner, the way Marcelo Bielsa studiously refers to opposition players not by name but number, the six-point blanket that covers the top seven teams, or the pass-the-parcel manner in which six different sides have topped the table since August, the Championship’s eclectic charm has been plain this season. Unpredictable and unforgiving, it is a land of bewitching drama, which prompts the question: is it the best league in the country?
The Championship is not perfect, but at a time when elite football is selling its soul and slowly losing all pride, epitomised by Richard Scudamore’s £5m “golden goodbye” and Manchester United having an official mattress and pillow partner, it is easier than ever to buy into the chillier compound of English football’s second tier. To some, it is inferior, a poor relation to the top flight, but at least it is not too big for its boots. Not yet, anyway, though a select group of clubs are determined to eke out a bigger pay packet after being angered by the latest TV rights deal.