FM19 | Moneyball | Part 2

First I want to start out by saying thank you to everyone who read Part 1. The response was really overwhelming and while I tried to respond to most comments, there are undoubtedly a few I missed. As promised, in this post we will be looking at my January Transfer Window activity, the stats for the players I signed, and a closer look at my KPIs and statistical setup.

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FM19 Guide: How to defend with a high line

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It looks like you’ve got enough men back. The next thing you know, someone ends up ghosting behind your flabbergasted defence. Your first instinct is to blame your players, but the game’s animation often makes players look slower, or less alert, than they actually are.

Your next instinct might be to change your centre-backs; either in personnel or roles.

Nothing wrong with this at all. That said, without suitable protection, isolated centre-backs in a high line will always end up focusing primarily on the space behind them. To stop your enemies playing any football, the centre-backs must focus on keeping their positions! Continue reading

FM19 | Moneyball | Part 1

I start a Masters Degree in Data Analytics this September, and recently I’ve been looking at how I can use Analytics to impact my favourite game, Football Manager. Cleon recently tweeted about Moneyball, and how no one has replicated it correctly when it comes to FM.

Now, I had heard of Moneyball, and knew it involved using Analytics to scout players, but I didn’t know the true extent of Moneyball, or where the definition came from. So, I watched the film.

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FM19 | The Box To Box Midfielder | União | Part 3

União are back in the top flight for my third season in charge. Today we’re going to have an analytical look at my Box To Box Midfielder, Rúben Oliveira. We’ll see how the Match Engine emulates the role of a BBM, and how effective they can be in the right situations. If you haven’t read the previous editions you can check them out here.

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