| SEASON | CLUB | GAMES | GOALS |
|---|---|---|---|
| 02/03 | Bruges | 28 | 1 |
| Championship | 17 | 1 | |
| Cup | 3 | 0 | |
| Eurocups | 8 | 0 | |
| 03/04 | Bruges | 7 | 0 |
| Championship | 6 | 0 | |
| Cup | 1 | 0 | |
| 04/05 | Bruges | 8 | 0 |
| Championship | 5 | 0 | |
| Cup | 1 | 0 | |
| Eurocups | 2 | 0 | |
| 05/06 | Charleroi | 12 | 1 |
| Championship | 12 | 1 | |
| Bruges | 3 | 0 | |
| Championship | 2 | 0 | |
| Eurocups | 1 | 0 | |
| 06/07 | Cercle Bruges | 12 | 1 |
| Championship | 12 | 1 | |
| 07/08 | Cercle Bruges | 35 | 6 |
| Championship | 33 | 6 | |
| Cup | 2 | 0 | |
| 08/09 | Cercle Bruges | 36 | 3 |
| Championship | 31 | 2 | |
| Cup | 5 | 1 | |
| 09/10 | Cercle Bruges | 34 | 2 |
| Championship | 26 | 2 | |
| Cup | 3 | 0 | |
| Playoffs | 5 | 0 | |
| 2010/11 | Cercle Bruges | 32 | 0 |
| Championship | 23 | 0 | |
| Cup | 3 | 0 | |
| Eurocups | 3 | 0 | |
| Playoffs | 3 | 0 | |
| 2011/12 | Roselare | 31 | 0 |
| Championship (2) | 31 | 0 | |
| (Championship (2)): | 31 | 0 | |
| (Championship): | 167 | 13 | |
| (Cup): | 18 | 1 | |
| (European Cups): | 14 | 0 | |
| (Playoffs): | 8 | 0 | |
| TOTAL: | 238 | 14 | |
Serebrennikov came to Dynamo Kiev during the time of Lobanovsky. Kyiv scouts paid attention to him, Yashkin and Kormiltsev, and already in Kyiv all three became Ukrainians. The careers in the recreation center did not work out for all three, some had injuries, some had competition. As a result, during the 02/03 season, he unexpectedly moved to the Belgian Brugge. Unexpected, because usually all the players on the short-term roster in Kyiv either sit in the reserve team for years, are loaned out, but never leave. And Serebrennikov left, and to the camp of one of the leaders of the Belgian championship.
He started off well, but soon injuries began to plague him and he was treated more often than he played. This was tolerated for almost two seasons, but having started the 05/06 season in Brugge, during the course of the season he was loaned to the middle peasant of the championship, Charleroi. After Bruges, he had good playing practice here. As a result, in the summer he moves to the camp of another club from Bruges - Cercle. Of course, there was no question of European Cups here, but there was stable playing practice. True, here too he was tormented by injuries. In the new season 07/08, he was joined by another Ukrainian, Oleg Yashchuk, who returned from the Greek Ergotelis, and before that for 10 years he defended the ranks of another leader of the Belgian championship, Anderlecht. Both started the season as starters, and Serebrennikov even became a full-time penalty taker. In the first round, it seemed that Cercle even had a chance to compete for a place in the Champions League, but in the second round, the lack of experience and a short bench affected. And yet the club finished fourth, although it still fell short of a place in the UEFA Cup. It was decided to refuse participation in the Intertoto Cup so as not to disrupt preparations for the season.
Serebrennikov has become a real leader of the team, in which his compatriot Oleg Yashchuk is experiencing his second youth. If the club retains its leaders De Smet and Sutter, it can continue to fight for serious places. And the management understands this, which is why the contract with Serebrennikov was extended for another two years until 2013, when the player turns 36 years old. Next season, he will apparently reach the grandmaster mark of one hundred matches in the Belgian Jupiler League.
Serebryanikov, Viktor Petrovich. Midfielder. Master of Sports of the USSR of international class (1966). Honored Master of Sports of the USSR (1967).
A student of the Zaporozhye team "Metallurg". The first coach is Nikolai Domoratsky.
He played in the teams "Metallurg" Zaporozhye (1956 - 1959), "Dynamo" Kyiv (1959 - 1971).
USSR Champion 1961, 1966, 1967, 1968, 1971 Winner of the USSR Cup 1964, 1966.
He played 21 matches for the USSR national team and scored 3 goals. He played 5 matches for the USSR Olympic team and scored 4 goals.
Participant in the 1966 (4th place) and 1970 World Championships.
Head coach team "Frunzenets" Sumy (1973). Head coach of the Niva team Podgaitsy (1977 - 1978).
Honored Trainer of the Belarusian SSR. Honored Coach of the USSR.
IMPACT B« WEB»
"The forwards of Dynamo Kyiv, national champions of the 1999/2000 season, are awarded four-time champion USSR Viktor Serebryanikov,” said the presenter, and the Palace of Ukraine exploded with applause. “That’s who it’s time to remember,” the coach of the national team, Leonid Buryak, who was sitting next door, remarked as if by chance. “He was a wonderful football player, and an extremely modest person.”
I myself know Serebryanikov quite well, although I haven’t seen him for many years. And it was even more pleasant and exciting to meet him in Kyiv not far from the Dynamo stadium and take a walk through the picturesque park named after General Vatutin. Only now my interlocutor spoke with much greater pleasure not about himself, but about people big sport- coaches and players with whom I brought him together football destiny for many years of a bright career.
"GET YOUR THINGS QUICKLY!"
In what year and from where did you move to Kyiv?
In 1959 from Zaporozhye. At that time I played for the USSR youth team. Together with Moscow torpedo players Posuello and Oleg Sergeev, Ananchenko from Shakhtar Donetsk, Kolbasyuk from Moldova Chisinau, Valentin Troyanovsky from Dynamo Kyiv. I remember we met with the Bulgarians in Leningrad - they were European champions. Of the two goals that led to a draw, I scored one.
Probably a signature dribbling free-kick into the top corner?
No, from the game. He took the ball on his chest and, without letting it touch the grass, he volleyed - the ball hit the ground from the bar and flew right under the crossbar. True, we played in the wind, but it still turned out beautifully. After the match, our senior coach Vyacheslav Dmitrievich Soloviev comes into my room - and we lived in Astoria. And Pozuello and Sergeev are visiting me. He, not paying attention to them, almost from the doorway orders me: “Well, quickly pack your things and go home to Zaporozhye!”
Did you want to be expelled from the team for violating the rules?
Not really. And we didn’t particularly violate the regime. Solovyov just knew that famous clubs had already started hunting for me - for example, CSKA. And he was supposed to lead Kyiv any day now and, apparently, he was counting heavily on me. But the most interesting thing is that, in principle, I had no intention of leaving Zaporozhye anywhere. Firstly, we had a good team - Korshunov Sr., Terentyev, Gornostaev, Pavlov... Secondly, playing in class B, we made good money on bonuses, since we often won, and therefore, I admit, we did not qualify for class A were torn. And thirdly, the authorities just provided me with a separate apartment, where we all moved together - my mother, brother, sister and I - from the communal apartment. In a word, people treated me like a human being, and I really didn’t want to offend any of them.
In what sense?
In the sense that if I left for another team, then, of course, they would be upset and offended by me - young player, showing great promise.
But you still left...
What was there to do - conscription age. They wanted to transfer me through the Odessa Military District - Zaporozhye was part of it - to CSKA. But Soloviev had already accepted Kyiv and in a matter of hours made sure that I served in Dynamo. In short, as the players say, he played ahead of the curve.
Can you remember which of the experienced Dynamo football players you found on the team?
Of course, I can: Vitalik Golubev, Gramatikopulo, Golodets, Yura Voinov, Suchkov Tolya and the wonderful goalkeeper Oleg Makarov, our Ukrainian Yashin. I then played with some of them longer, with others less. But it immediately became obvious to everyone that Soloviev was taking a course towards rejuvenation. The competition was terrible. It's no joke - 12 strikers! Well, as they say, the strongest survived.
"PLAY UNTIL YOUR KNEES ARE WEARED"
Gradually, the young ones probably forced out the old-timers, forcing them to end their careers prematurely.
Well why?! Not everyone finished. There were also those who played in other teams until they reached a mature age for football. Still, we lived better than the people, and therefore the footballers of my generation, while they were strong, did not hang up their boots. Once, as I remember now, I met Lokomotiv Moscow defender Ivan Morgunov in Baku (he was quite a few years old then by football standards) and I said to him: “Well, Vanya, are you still playing?” And he answered: “I’m playing. And I’ll play, Vitya, until my knees wear out!”
So this is the same Morgunov who, during the history exam, could not name at least one system according to which society developed, starting from the primitive. And then the teacher threw him lifebuoy, asking directly: “Well, what kind of society do you live in now?” “Me?” Morgunov asked and immediately reported victoriously: “Like in what - in Lokomotiv, of course!”
This story later turned into a joke; I heard it in a variety of companies. But seriously, no laughing matter, the defenders were fast back then. Both in Lokomotiv and in other teams. Otherwise, it would have been impossible to keep up with such sprinting forwards as Valery Urin from Dynamo Moscow, German Apukhtin from CSKA, and Slava Metreveli from Torpedo.
That's for sure! But speed, in my opinion, was not one of your trump cards.
You are wrong. I ran well. 30 meters - in 3.8 - 3.9 seconds. Even Vitaly Khmelnitsky and Anatoly Byshovets, pronounced attackers, worse result showed. Although they, of course, had their merits.
Did you immediately start playing the right insider?
No, Soloviev assigned me to the left flank of the attack instead of Viktor Fomin, who was giving up football. And Valera Lobanovsky was playing below me. But he didn’t supply me with balls as often as I would like - most likely because left leg I have a “stranger”: I’m right-footed. I’ll skim along the edge, but I can’t pass it exactly to the left. As long as you put the ball under your right foot, the defender is right there. And he worked almost idle. This means that my partners also made idle jerks of about 50 meters, which is why, understandably, they looked at me askance. And then one day after the match I couldn’t stand it, I came to Solovyov and blurted out: “I won’t play on the left side anymore!” And he just threw up his hands: “You caught the starfish quickly, Vitenka.” “No, Vyacheslav Dmitrich, I remain the same as I was. And if it seems to you that Serebryanikov is arrogant, then it is better to let him go to another team.”
"I DIDN'T PAY ATTENTION TO THE NAMES"
However, Soloviev did not let you go anywhere.
He didn’t let me go, but he immediately transferred me to the reserve for re-education. But I played ten inside matches there. And, apparently, I did a good job if Solovyov played against the Moscow “Spartak” in Kyiv for the main team. And remember who played for Spartak - Simonyan, Salnikov, Ilyin, Isaev...
Netto, Paramonov.
Maslenkin Mishka. In general, whoever you take Olympic champion Melbourne. But I didn’t pay attention to big names and therefore wasn’t the least bit intimidated. He worked as an insider from the first to the 90th minute and scored another goal. And we played 3:3. Since then, I haven’t given the number eight jersey to anyone for a very long time.
And Lobanovsky began to enter the field as 11th...
Right. But, in my opinion, he should not have played as a winger, but somewhere closer to the center, a little at the back - after all, he was a thinking, creative footballer. And then the flank forwards - they, as a rule, were short in stature, but with breakneck speed. But Lobanovsky, with his impressive dimensions, did not possess such speed. But due to dribbling, unexpected and calculated passes, twisting shots from standard positions, especially from corners, when the ball flew in an arc into the goal, he invariably remained a prominent figure on the field in the 60s.
It was then, in the early 60s, that Soviet football fans witnessed a heated duel between Dynamo Kyiv and Torpedo Moscow.
Viktor Aleksandrovich Maslov then rejuvenated the torpedo team. Excellent midfielders Nikolai Manoshin and Valery Voronin appeared in the middle of the field. By the way, at Zenit too good couple The midfielders were selected - Dergachev - Zavidonov. But for some reason it didn’t play as brightly as the torpedo one. Manoshin was such a calm, technical, intelligent player. Voronin knew how to do everything on the field: and, having exploded, get away from his opponent, and put the ball at his partner’s feet, and, if necessary, give it to him for a move, and shoot, and win any single combat. And how he played with his head! What can I say - Valery was a first-class football player, and in decisive moments he could turn the whole game around.
Hand on heart, admit it: did you ever see a player taller than Voronin during that period? No to me.
Yes, he was one of the best in the world at that time. Voronin can safely be attributed to the elite company, which included, for example, the German Franz Beckenbauer and the British Bobby Charlton. Both of them were outstanding personalities. Voronin too. I can’t even single out any of the three of them - each was great in their own way. It is not for nothing that the famous Adidas company, they say, until the last day of his turbulent life, with ups and downs, sent him gifts in Moscow in the form of bags filled to the brim with football equipment, from boots to civilian suits.
And yet, in 1961, Voronin and his “Torpedo” were forced to give up the championship to your team. And it took five years for the people of Kiev to repeat their success. Although your lineup by that time was very good.
Agree. But in ’62 we simply failed. And at the World Championships in Chile, where I went with my Dynamo teammates Jozsef Szabo and Viktor Kanevsky, I was terribly unlucky because an injury did not allow me to play. Just like torpedo pilot Gennady Gusarov.
"LEV IVANOVICH'S NERVES COULD CAN'T CARE"
But upon your return to the Union, the country’s sports leadership did not accuse you of all the mortal sins, like, say, Lev Yashin after the match with the hosts of the tournament.
What can I say about this - a tragedy occurred. Nerves are perhaps the first and last time Lev Ivanovich could not stand it. But something like this can happen to anyone. Yes, two goals ended up in his goal. But our field players also failed to score as many or one more. Why didn’t they come to the rescue of the goalkeeper, who saved the teams - both Dynamo Moscow and the USSR national team - more times than any goalkeeper could ever dream of? And what a fighting character Yashin had! For anyone else, such a barrage of unfair criticism would have forced them to leave the gates forever. And Yashin only needed a little time to catch his breath, come to his senses and take his post again, to prove that he has no equal either in the country or in the world.
By the way, he was adored abroad. No, they even idolized him. In both Europe and Latin America, the fans, in my opinion, did not care which team came to them - the national team or Dynamo Moscow. Already at the airport they were vying with each other asking the same question: “Is there Yashin? Is there Yashin?” Moreover, for some reason they often emphasized the second syllable.
You met Yashin in the national team after you competed on the field, defending the honor of your club teams. But matches between representatives of the Central All-Union Council Dynamo have always been of a super-principled nature. Curious how Lev Ivanovich behaved towards yesterday's rivals?
Very friendly. And for me he was like a father. Apparently, he liked me for some reason. Dada, he always looked after me and supported me. Although, as you correctly noted, sometimes, when playing for Kyiv, I, due to my duty, was forced to upset him.
"I WILL DISCOVER EVERYONE!"
Fate brought you not only with amazing partners, but also with phenomenal coaches.
Absolute truth. And with Mikhei, as Mikhail Iosifovich Yakushin was called in Moscow, who knew football very well. And with Konstantin Ivanovich Beskov, for whom, it seemed, there were no secrets left in the game. Listening to each of them, I discovered something new for myself. But I also met coaches along the way who talked such nonsense that in my heart I sent them, along with loud calls, somewhere far away.
Fortunately, Viktor Aleksandrovich Maslov never made loud speeches in my memory. Meanwhile, the coach was from God. But it’s not for me to tell you about this...
Yes, Maslov had an unusually simple language. And sometimes he did not avoid strong words if the essence did not reach one of us. Even now I can hear his voice, slightly hoarse, ironic and at the same time firm, not tolerating objections. One day we were just leaving the locker room for game out, and he stopped us at the door and said: “You know, a full stadium has come. Why did people come? To look at you. You are worthless, Ukrainians, if you play in such a way that they will want to watch the next match on TV. Yes, I love you all then I'll disperse you because you're worthless..."
The most interesting thing is that Maslov did not betray himself, no matter who his interlocutor was - he cut the truth in the eyes of anyone. Entry into the locker room for outsiders was strictly prohibited, and even Shelest, the first secretary of the Central Committee of Ukraine, not to mention his subordinates, remembering this, did not dare to break Maslov’s unwritten law before the game.
I believe that not all party and sports leaders in Ukraine liked Viktor Aleksandrovich.
You guessed it right. Many, many people did not like Maslov with his once and for all established strict rules. It is no coincidence that he was forced to part with Dynamo Kyiv, which, under his leadership, repeated the achievement of the legendary CDKA, becoming the national champion three times in a row. To achieve this, it was necessary to have an excellent team, and Maslov created it, being the first to recognize the changes in the development of football. After all, the Brazilians in Chile abandoned the “double ve” system that we adhered to. And Maslov, seeing progress in this, remade our team’s game and its tactical structure in a modern way. “We are starting to play a different kind of football,” he once told the team. “And whoever doesn’t understand me will have to leave.”
Our coach did not waste words and, having sacrificed several leading players, proved that he was right. Although the team has never experienced such tension as during that perestroika. What can you say: only one coach out of a thousand would dare to undertake such a bold experiment. Yes, Maslov also found a place suitable for the construction of a new football base - in Koncha-Zaspa, where, thanks to the sandy soil and excellent drainage, even in the pouring rain, we did not knead the mud, but trained on a grass field without a single puddle.
And yet, not all Dynamo fans found support for Maslov’s experiments - at least until they gave such an amazing result.
I was convinced of this myself when I used to sneak up unnoticed on a crowd of fans arguing until they were hoarse. To be honest, I just wanted to tell them: “Guys, if you sit in one sector at least once, then you will see the game the same way. Otherwise, some will look at the field from different angles, some from the front row, and some from the gallery."
Sometimes it almost came to a fight. But on the other hand, maybe that’s why they are fans, so that they can defend their point of view to the end, regardless of any authorities. How poor football would have been without them, who in my time filled the stands of the giant stadiums in Moscow, Leningrad, Kyiv... And we played for them. Without thinking about the money we were paid. And about cars that could be bought without waiting in line. Although, of course, they appreciated the benefits that were provided to the football players “from above.” They were doubly appreciated, because our generation is the generation of children of the hungry war years.
But it, which found its feet in the harsh post-war years, fought so fiercely and passionately to realize its dream like, perhaps, no other.
Dreams, dreams... Many of them came true, with the exception of one - I never had the opportunity to meet Pele face to face on the field. I saw him playing for Santos, for the Brazilian national team, and hoped that our paths would cross in England at the World Cup in 1966. But this did not happen. By the way, Pele was beaten mercilessly there, and the Portuguese defender Coluna finished him off completely. But, by the way, it was impossible to deal with Garrincha in Chile without a foul. This devil "undressed" everyone. I remember we also joked: it’s easier to bury it on the field than to take the ball away...
INSTEAD OF AN AFTERWORD
At that moment, I caught myself thinking that approximately the same thing, only replacing the verb “take away” with “catch,” was what the goalkeepers thought about Serebryanikov when he carefully positioned the ball to make his signature clean sheet. They were powerless to block the path of the ball, and it invariably crashed into the “web,” as the players call the top corner of the goal.
“I didn’t sleep at night before the matches with Dynamo Kyiv, racking my brains over how to get the ball curled by Serebryanikov, one of the most reliable goalkeepers in history admitted to me domestic football Anzor Kavazashvili, when on July 19 I congratulated him on his 60th birthday and told him about his recent meeting with Viktor Serebryanikov. - And in the late autumn of 1969 in Kyiv, in the match for gold medals, referee Härms at the end awarded a free kick to our Spartak goal. I divide the “wall” into two parts, and I take a position in the center of the goal - so that I can reach any corner in time. With the first blow, the Kievite sends the ball to the right, and I take it tightly. The first was followed by a second, as Härms asked for an interruption. Serebryanikov spins the ball into the left "nine", but only thanks to me homemade manages to fend him off. Oddly enough, I had no followers, and, probably for this reason, Victor continued to upset my colleagues until the day he left the football field."
« LOBANOVSKY TOLD MASLOV THAT HE WAS A JEWELER»
Viktor Serebryanikov - Dynamo Kyiv player in the 1960s. Free kick master and favorite famous trainer Viktor Maslov. Serebryanikov makes an appointment in his Kyiv apartment. Treats you to tea.
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Can you compare the football of your times and the current one?
The difference is in the approach to business. Our young athletes go abroad, or at least, what they most want is to join a foreign team. And at the same time, Ukrainian clubs buy second-rate foreign players. A high-quality foreign football player will not come here to play with our money.
In 1971, at age 31, you completed football career. Why?
My knees started to fail. In particular, at the 1966 World Cup in England I had an injury fat body right leg. It happened that I went one on one with the goalkeeper. A convenient situation for a strike, but at the last moment the knee jams. There was no surgery. But he also shortened his football life.
Do you remember interesting stories from football life?
I'll tell you one. This was in 1962. We flew across the ocean. As soon as the plane gained altitude, the flight attendants began to tell us how to act during an unscheduled landing. ABOUT air mattress, which contains a whistle and shark powder. And suddenly we went downstairs. Everyone goes to the windows, we see - and there one of the four outboard turbines is burning. To put it mildly, the situation was tense. Frankly, in such cases iron men doesn't happen. So I decided to wait in the back of the plane, in the toilet. He stood there silently and held the door. At the age of 22, my first gray hair appeared.
You had to play with Valery Lobanovsky. What kind of person was he?
Calm, but at the same time with ambitions. I remember the match with Yaroslavl Shinnik. We played in a draw - 2:2. Although we won during the meeting. Then everyone got it from Maslov, or, as we called him, Grandfather. The coach reached Lobanovsky: “And you, Valera, what did you do?” He replied that there were jewelers and laborers in the field. Maslov took off his glasses: “Who are you?” Valery replied: “I am a jeweler.”
Viktor Petrovich, you were lucky to play in two World Cups. Which one was most memorable?
Each World Cup was special in its own way. But in England in 1966 we played better. There was a great lineup back then. Coach Nikolai Morozov prepared the team well. But I was unlucky. On the eve of the match against Italy, the coaches determined approximate composition. The rest went to a banquet with the mayor of Sunderland. Yashin asked me to “stretch” him a little - to hit him on goal. And during this training I was injured. My knee became swollen at night. They replaced me with Voronin. Valery pounced: “Silver, what are you doing?! I was at a banquet yesterday! Is this how you can mock your friends?” But he played perfectly.
You took free kicks skillfully. There was an expression “Serebryanikov’s arc”. How did you practice the skill?
This is not an “arc” at all, but an invention of journalists. He tucked the ball over the “wall”. Twisted or cut. During training, Vyacheslav Solovyov made “walls” for us from shields. I tried to shoot around the shield and could do it from two positions. Scored several goals. My opponents began to carefully study my style and put an additional player in the “wall”.
Is it true that you studied with young Oleg Blokhin?
Yes. Maslov asked him, then still 17 years old, to work with him. His speed is incredible on the field. The impression is that the players are just turning around, but Oleg has already beaten them. But there was one problem: when he reached the goal, he could not score or pass with his right. But later, when he scored, beautiful goals came out. If a person has talent, then it is from God.
Which football matches are you watching now?
Champions League, UEFA Cup. Because of this, I didn’t sleep for several days. So football is already in my heart.
A month and a half ago, the management of Dynamo Kyiv replaced the team's head coach. Was it worth doing?
In my opinion, no. The season has already begun. The released coach Anatoly Demyanenko had an idea about the physical and psychological state of the players.
| FIRST | OLYMPUS | NON OFFICER | DATE | MATCH | FIELD | |||
| And | G | And | G | And | G | |||
| 1 | 2 | 22.07.1963 | USSR - FINLAND - 7:0 | d | ||||
| 2 | 3 | 01.08.1963 | FINLAND - USSR - 0:4 | G | ||||
| 3 | 31.05.1964 | GDR - USSR - 1:1 | G | |||||
| 4 | 07.06.1964 | USSR - GDR - 1:1 | d | |||||
| 5 | 4 | 28.06.1964 | GDR - USSR - 4:1 | n | ||||
| 1 | 11.10.1964 | AUSTRIA - USSR - 1:0 | G | |||||
| 2 | 1 | 22.11.1964 | YUGOSLAVIA - USSR - 1:1 | G | ||||
| 3 | 29.11.1964 | BULGARIA - USSR - 0:0 | G | |||||
| 4 | 23.02.1966 | CHILE - USSR - 0:2 | G | |||||
| 5 | 18.05.1966 | CZECHOSLOVAKIA - USSR - 1:2 | G | |||||
| 6 | 2 | 22.05.1966 | BELGIUM - USSR - 0:1 | G | ||||
| 7 | 05.06.1966 | USSR - FRANCE - 3:3 | d | |||||
| 8 | 20.07.1966 | CHILE - USSR - 1:2 | n | |||||
| 9 | 28.07.1966 | PORTUGAL - USSR - 2:1 | n | |||||
| 10 | 24.09.1969 | YUGOSLAVIA - USSR - 1:3 | G | |||||
| 11 | 15.10.1969 | USSR - Türkiye - 3:0 | d | |||||
| 12 | 22.10.1969 | USSR - NORTHERN IRELAND - 2:0 | d | |||||
| 13 | 16.11.1969 | Türkiye - USSR - 1:3 | G | |||||
| 14 | 14.02.1970 | PERU - USSR - 0:0 | G | |||||
| 15 | 20.02.1970 | PERU - USSR - 0:2 | G | |||||
| 16 | 3 | 22.02.1970 | SALVADOR - USSR - 0:2 | G | ||||
| 17 | 26.02.1970 | MEXICO - USSR - 0:0 | G | |||||
| 18 | 05.05.1970 | BULGARIA - USSR - 3:3 | G | |||||
| 19 | 06.05.1970 | BULGARIA - USSR - 0:0 |
G | |||||
| 20 | 31.05.1970 | MEXICO - USSR - 0:0 |
G | |||||
| 21 | 10.06.1970 | SALVADOR - USSR - 0:2 | n | |||||
| FIRST | OLYMPUS | NON OFFICER | ||||||
| And | G | And | G | And | G | |||
| 21 | 3 | 5 | 4 | | | |||
March 29 marks the 65th anniversary of one of the most famous football players Ukraine, to the legendary inventor of the unique “arc” - Viktor Petrovich Serebryanikov.
Everyone knows Viktor Serebryanikov as one of the brightest stars and legends of Dynamo Kyiv. But meanwhile, he is not a student of the Kyiv school. The hero of the day began his football career in Zaporozhye, or rather, in the main city team - Metallurg. In those days, the club played according to the very common “double-ve” system, the place of the left inside in this formation was occupied by Viktor Serebryanikov (of course, he liked it better on the right, but in your younger years you couldn’t really argue with the coach, especially in those times when a player’s authority was determined not by talent, but by age). In the second half of the 50s, Zaporozhye had a fairly strong, experienced team. The club played in class "B" (the current first league), but there were many players who tried their hand at top division. The most famous of them, perhaps, are Sergei Korshunov, Gornostaev, Pavlov and Viktor Terentyev (the same one who helped Dynamo win the USSR Cup in 1954; then Viktor Vasilyevich returned to Kyiv as a coach). Among the experienced players, Viktor Serebryanikov did not get lost; on the contrary, everyone noted his usefulness to the team in terms of performance and his talent for combinations. Don't get caught strongest club country Serebryanikov could not! Later, however, this is what happened. But this move was preceded by one adventure...
Unexpected invitation
In the spring of 1959, Metallurg held a meeting in Leningrad. On the way, Serebryanikov was asked to stay in Moscow for a short time. For what? Why? Naturally, no one explained, they simply told me to come to the Committee on Arbat. The nineteen-year-old boy, overcome by a feeling of doubt and uncertainty, began his search. After wandering around and asking around, the Committee found Serebryanikov, and there they responded: “I came at the wrong time!” However, just in case, we were sent to the base in Tarasovka. And there, as it turned out, Starostin and Gavriil Kachalin trained the country’s youth team. So that’s it, otherwise you’ll go there, I don’t know where... Serebryanikov was accepted as one of their own and after just three days of working in the team, his talent was appreciated. Viktor Petrovich later recalled this moment: “Gavriil Dmitrievich came up to me and said, Vitya, go to Luzhniki - your team, the youth team, is gathering there.” To go means to go; not everyone gets this opportunity to prove themselves. In addition, if you remember the composition of that youth team, where mostly only Muscovites played - Torpedo players, Spartak players, railway workers, and only a few non-residents - goalkeepers from Perm, Kolbasyuk from Moldova, Valentin Troyanovsky from Vinnitsa - then getting into such a team, I think , is worth a lot. It was during that period that there was an all-out confrontation between the national teams of the USSR and Bulgaria. The first team of the country and the youth team played in Sofia, the Olympic team in Luzhniki fought in qualifying match, the youth team played in Leningrad. Before the trip to the city on the Neva, Solovyov’s team (namely, he coached the young men) held a sparring session with the youth team, to which the mentor put only Muscovites, and openly did not care about the “legionnaires”. But Gabriel Kachalin arrived in time. Before the game, he approached Serebryanikov and said: “Vitya, why don’t you undress?” “There is no place,” he answers, “there is no place in the lineup.” Kachalin called Solovyov, they argued for a long time about something, after which Solovyov, angry and red as a tomato, ran up and said: “Where are you playing?” - “Right Insider”. - “Take off your clothes!” The debut was successful.
And this even despite the 3:4 defeat: Serebryanikov scored his goal. Against the Bulgarians in Leningrad, he played even better and scored a goal again (he took the ball on his chest and, not allowing it to touch the grass, volleyed - the ball hit the ground from the post and flew right under the crossbar; ours, however, played in the wind, but everything it turned out equally beautiful), and yet the Bulgarians were European champions at that time; the match generally ended with a score of 2:2. To celebrate, the guys chipped in 1 chervonets and decided to celebrate their success.
A place of “relaxation” was immediately found - Serebryanikov offered his hotel room (by the way, Viktor Petrovich still remembers that room 205 - they say Yesenin hanged himself there). We drank, ate, talked - Muscovites campaigned for their clubs, reminisced about the match - in general, ordinary table talk. And then suddenly, in the midst of the fun, an enraged Soloviev bursts into the room (and this mentor demanded discipline not only on the field, but also in everyday life - he went to apartments, asked who spent their leisure time...) and rushes straight to Serebryanikov: “What are you what are you doing here? There’s no point in getting involved with them: pack your things and go to your village!” The second coach of the national team, Veniamin Krylov, was already on hand; he put the “hillbilly” in the car and took him to the station on the Zaporozhye train. And in August of the same year, Solovyov took over Dynamo Kiev and sent Viktor Vasilyevich Terentyev to fish Serebryanikov out of Zaporozhye (Vyacheslav Dmitrievich had his eye on him after a sparring with the youth team).
I'm tired of the army
Viktor Petrovich later said that he moved to Dynamo not at all because it was the strongest club in the country. In this way, we managed to hide from the army... Moscow at that time was already sending messengers with news... By and large, I didn’t want to leave either for the army (read: CDSA) or for Kyiv. But of two evils they choose the lesser. Yes, now the reader may disagree, exclaiming: “This is Kyiv!” What then was Kyiv for Serebryanikov? In Zaporozhye everyone knew, loved and respected him. Moreover, in hometown he had a luxurious apartment, and they paid a lot of money at Metallurg (playing in class “B”, the players made good money on bonuses, since they often won, and therefore they weren’t particularly eager to join class “A”).
Having moved to Dynamo, Serebryanikov began to play on the not very desirable left flank. But there was no alternative: Viktor Fomin had already finished at that time, and then Ivan Dikovets also fell ill. It was not possible to join the team, the game was difficult, something was constantly preventing me from showing all my capabilities (and also this notorious left flank - Viktor Petrovich later recalled that because of the feeling of being “not at ease” he tormented himself and his partners). At the spring training camp in 1960, Serebryanikov flatly refused to play in the wrong place. Such blatant disregard for the coaching tactical plan in those days could have cost him expulsion from the team, but it cost... Solovyov’s wild shouts: “You, boy, are trusted with a place in the main team, but you refuse!” Go to the double, compete.” But even this situation was like manna from heaven for Serebryanikov: well, I’ll compete, after all, for my favorite place! And the opponents in the double were still the same - Biba, Troyanovsky, and even Kanevsky fought for the place of the right inside. Nevertheless, it was the “rebel” who made it to the core.
"Serebryanikov Arc"
And then Serebryanikov showed himself in all his glory: incredibly efficient, one might say, strong-willed, with excellent vision of the field, technique, passion for the game, and striking. There are still legends about his blows. It was Serebryanikov who continued Lobanovsky’s work on the cut shot (he made the ball rotate simultaneously in two planes - vertical and horizontal). His free kicks acquired a formidable force for goalkeepers - the ball went around the wall and at the same time went into the goal from top to bottom. The football player worked on this kick for four years and mastered it perfectly. This blow was called the “Serebryanikov arc” (it began to be called that at the suggestion of the famous journalist Arkady Galinsky). By the way, when making such a blow, you need to be able to endure pain: a relaxed knee plus a blow with a sharp click - imagine what kind of load is put on the ligaments, how tense they are. But during training, such a blow must be repeated more than a dozen times, and therefore the pain must be experienced as much. Once upon a time in the magazine “Football” there was even an article devoted to the famous kick: some theorist claimed that Serebryanikov hits the toe of his boot in a special way and the ball, spinning along an intricate trajectory, flies over the wall. This theory was even clearly confirmed by ballistic calculations... Finishing the topic of the “arc”, let’s say that even Viktor Maslov himself did not believe in the skill he had developed until the very end. Somehow in 1969, Serebryanikov managed to score about ten such free kicks in games. “Grandfather” detained him after training and said: “Come on, show me how you can do it.” After the demonstration, Maslov shook his head: “Look, I thought these were bad goals.”
Dreams, dreams...
Viktor Petrovich led a beautiful and eventful life in football. She played with especially bright colors while playing for Dynamo! How many fans applauded him then, how many opponents could not catch him on the field (at that time there was hardly a faster player in Dynamo: Serebryanikov ran 30 meters in 3.8). Perhaps, everything was in the magnificent football life of Viktor Petrovich - captaincy of Dynamo and the Olympic team, world championships, won USSR championships, national cups! It would seem that all the dreams have come true... “Dreams, dreams... Many of them have come true, with the exception of one - I never had the opportunity to meet Pele face to face on the field. I saw him playing for Santos, for the Brazilian national team, and hoped that our paths would cross in England at the World Cup in 1966. But that didn’t happen.” On his birthday, I would like to wish the hero of the day that this unfulfilled dream remains the biggest disappointment in his life!
Funny incident
In 1964, Dynamo won their second National Cup. However, the game with the young but assertive Krylia Sovetov team was very difficult. The first half was equal, no one wanted to concede. During the break, the first secretary of the Ukrainian Central Committee, Pyotr Efimovich Shelest, literally burst into the locker room with the words: “Lads, dear ones! I ask you: play, otherwise these Muscovites tortured me!” Then he ran away just as quickly. In the second half, Kanevsky scored the winning goal. After the match, they made a lap of honor, filled the cup with champagne in the locker room... and then Shelest burst in again: “Guys, dear ones, thank you very much!” He shook hands with each and shouted “I’ll stop you” and left again. Upon arrival in Kyiv, the fans, in joy, literally carried their idols from the platform onto the bus in their arms. Just as we were about to leave, a man came in with a diplomat and, without asking where the coach was, addressed everyone: “Guys, how many people played?” And take Serebryanikov and blurt out for the sake of a joke: “Twenty”! Maslov, not understanding anything, turned to him and just rolled his eyes. The man opened the diplomat, took out 20 envelopes and said: “Greetings from Pyotr Efimovich.” And he is not there. Maslov to Serebryanikov: “You are such a sweetheart! Do you know that I am a communist? - “We are all communists, but communists also need money!” According to Serebryannikov himself, the amount in the envelope was “normal”...
Denis BABARIN,
When preparing the material, materials from M. Maksimov’s book “They Were First” were used
Dossier "GOAL!"
Viktor Petrovich Serebryanikov
Born March 29, 1940.
Role: Welterweight forward and midfielder.
Height: 173 cm.
Weight: 71 kg.
Master of Sports of International Class (1966), Honored Master of Sports (1967). He started playing in Zaporozhye, in the Metallurg youth team. The first coach is Nikolai Domoratsky.
In Metallurg (Z) - 1956-1959 (to July), Dynamo (K) - 1959 (from August) - 1971 (to June). He played 299 matches in the USSR championships and scored 70 goals. In European cups - 14 matches, 4 goals (KEC - 8, 2; KOK - 6, 2). In the USSR national team (1964-1970) - 21 matches, 3 goals (first match for the national team: 11/10/1964 Vienna Austria 0:1; last match for the national team: 10/6/1970 Mexico City El Salvador 2:0); Olympic team – (1963-64) – 5, 4.
Captain of Dynamo - 1970 Captain of the USSR Olympic team - 1964 Titles and achievements: USSR Champion: 1961, 1966, 1967, 1968.
Second prize-winner of championships: 1960, 1965, 1969.
Winner of the USSR Cup: 1964, 1966. In “33”: No. 1 – 1967, 1968, 1969; No. 2 – 1962, 1964; No. 3 – 1960, 1961, 1965. Semi-finalist of the 66 World Cup (2 matches), participant of the 70 World Cup (2), was a member of the USSR national team at the 62 World Cup.
Head coach of “Frunzenets” (Sumy) – 1973, “Niva” (Podhaytsy, Ternopil region) – 1977-78.
Recently, one of the best Dynamo players of the 60s, Viktor Serebryanikov, celebrated his 70th birthday. His free throws - the “Serebryanikova arc” - caused a greater sensation than Aliyev’s strikes now. Viktor Petrovich is an excellent storyteller; he remembers in great detail the events of 40-50 years ago.
In a conversation with “Left Bank”, Serebryanikov spoke frankly about Sabo and Byshovets, touched upon the topic of match-fixing in Soviet football and the earnings of football players. If subsequent generations of Dynamo players noted the genius of Lobanovsky, then for Serebryanikov the indisputable authority was Viktor Maslov, under whose leadership the team won the Union Championship three times in a row.
Why did Maslov remove Lobanovsky from the team in his first year at the helm of Dynamo?
We are playing in Yaroslavl. We led 2:0, but finished 2:2. Maslov was very offended. I gathered the whole team and let’s sneeze one by one. I got to Lobanovsky, and he was playing as a winger. He asks: “Valera, what were you doing on the field?” Valera stood up, and he was so respectable, and said: “You see, Viktor Alexandrovich, the team has jewelers and laborers.” And Grandfather (Maslov’s nickname - “Left Bank”) took off his glasses, looked at him for a long time and said: “Valera, I will all have unskilled laborers, despite the fact that the execution must be exquisite.” And Maslov moved Lobanovsky.
There was an uproar in Kyiv. Shcherbitsky himself was for Lobanovsky. What Maslov does: journalist Arkady Galinsky wrote that Lobanovsky is a born center forward, and Maslov in the match against the Spartak double puts him in this position. But Valera always played left wing, he was used to no one attacking him from the left. And so he plays in the center - he dribbles past one opponent, and the second runs up from the left side and takes the ball. And so time after time. And Maslov, so as not to make noise at him, gathered the entire Politburo for that game. After that, Grandfather began to rebuild the team to suit his vision. Little by little he moved Kanevsky, then Bazilevich, Voinov.
And Troyanovsky?
Valya was suitable for the game, but was listed as a violator of the regime. And when Lobanovsky was still on the team, Valya gave him every pass. Lobanovsky crushed him under himself: “Just give me the pass.” But the same is not possible. There were five of us attackers then - this formation was called “double-ve”. But Maslov changed it. We began to play tough in tackling the ball and switched to playing with four midfielders. For a long time our opponents could not understand who played in defense and who played in attack. There was interchangeability. Maslov insisted that everyone both defend and attack. This is how the leading clubs in the world play now. He had a lot of great ideas in his head. Maslov graduated from workers' school, but by nature he was a very smart person.
When he had already cleaned the squad, Lobanovsky and Bazilevich arrived at the Dynamo training camp in Gagra. Viktor Alexandrovich received them, gave them his notes: “Read my thoughts, and then we’ll talk.” They stayed with us for two days. Grandfather trained them all, put thoughts about the future of football. Lobanovsky, by the way, did not like to run, but when he became a coach, he demanded it from the players.
Weren't the players of your generation offended by money?
The football players who played before us said: “If we were paid that kind of money, we would be chewing on the bars.” I answered: “For your time, you received good money, we received a little more, and those who come after us will have even more.” And now the guys generally make excellent money: for individual matches you can raise $50 thousand.
When you were a player, did you have the 21st Volga?
Certainly. I'll hit it a little, trim it, and sell it. Demand exceeded supply, so the financial situation could be improved. And the players had the opportunity to buy a new car out of turn. Vladimir Shcherbitsky - and it was he who was the owner of the team - understood: if the players had the blessings of life, they would give their all on the field.
I moved to Kyiv from Zaporozhye not the poorest person. I could buy the Volga right away. But I was shy; after all, I was very young - I was 19 years old.
Did they pay so well in Zaporozhye?
More than in Kyiv. If it weren't for the army, I wouldn't have moved to Dynamo. Just one example. When the first secretary of the regional committee wanted Metallurg to move from class “B” to class “A”, he set the following bonuses for victory for the decisive matches: the first match - a thousand, the second - two, the third - four, the fourth - eight. Crazy money. And our players were mostly Muscovites, experienced guys, they knew very well what class “A” was, what the loads were there. What we did: we won the first four matches, but lost the decisive matches. Not just like that, of course. So there was no loss.
When Dynamo found out that Jozsef Szabo had bought Chaika, what was the reaction?
We found out about it when his car was already taken away (they say the football players have become completely insolent. - “Left Bank”)... These are swindlers. He was always friends with them. Business-minded, smart guys, they knew how to make money and where to invest it. Maybe they helped him make money, but they hindered him in football... He himself is illiterate, has five classes of education, bought a certificate, entered college. I took the organic chemistry exam with him in my 3rd year. The strict man accepted, and József could not “slip through” in any way. The chemist locked us in the audience. He says: glucose for you, sucrose for you. And there are structural formulas, I sit, take pictures with my eyes. And Sabo comes up to the periodic table, pretends to be smart (as he always does - either on the coaching bench, or speaking on television), says: “Vitya, I forgot how the water will be.” I call and say: “H2O.” He looks and looks, and in the end: “And you know nothing!”
At this point I was already wound up, we switched to football, I remember him the World Cup in England: “You were hooked, it was as if you had broken down, and when you arrived in Kyiv, you bastard immediately became healthy. Why do this... It was hard to play with the Germans.” . And here he came out onto the field and started jumping like a ballerina. He was like that in everything, a show-off. I called him a Hutsul, he was offended.
Did anyone else at Dynamo dislike you?
Byshovets was a very dishonest guy. He considered himself the smartest. Always with such aplomb, as if he knew everything, could do everything. And he didn't know how to play football. It was at the expense of the boys - what a midfield we had! - achieved success. This was a real whore. How to check out - he is sick. There you have to fight, struggle, counterattack - but he doesn’t run. I had to stage Puzach. We bring glasses from the trip, and Grandfather says: “I can’t put Puzach on, because Byshovets walks near the Central Committee and bows to everyone.”
He was already climbing then... That’s why he left for Moscow. They called Maslov and ordered him to install Byshovets. The Central Committee didn’t understand the subtleties. And he ran the 5 x 30 meter speed segments worse than anyone else. The goalkeepers ran faster. Yes, when we play at home, we attack, in the turmoil at the gate he could work with his elbows, play ahead, and so on... And Maslov began to pester him, and Byshovets began to go to the Central Committee.
To you at Dynamo fixed matches often did you have to play?
It happened. For example, if the team won the championship in advance. Maslov, knowing that there would be a “kitchen”, took it and left for Moscow, supposedly to the hospital. And already on site, the guys and I looked at the table and decided who to give points to and who not. Or who will give more. But they divided the amount between everyone - players, doctors, massage therapists, nannies. In 1967, we became first five rounds before the end of the championship. I remember Maslov wanted us to help Rostov, but we gave the game to Baku, they were going for bronze for the first time, they came and asked.
Vladimir Bessonov once told a journalist: “I drank as much vodka as you have never eaten borscht in your life.” You certainly have no less experience in this regard.
When time allowed, I also violated... with pleasure. In 1961, I was elected captain of the team, and this was at the age of 21. I overloaded myself somewhere: training, great responsibility. A release was needed. Calm down before bed nervous system- it’s a nice thing, she won’t calm down on her own.
You've flown a lot around the world. How did you perceive the standard of living in the Soviet Union after your trips to Europe and America?
It wasn’t me who said: a rich country and a poor people. In the 60s, the Chinese talked about us like that. During the Union, the wives and children of officials went to Mallorca on vacation. And for what money? Khrushchev said: they have overtaken America in the production of milk and meat. Well, why are you lying? In Moscow, of course, everything happened. And if you go to Ryazan, Vologda, Kursk, it’s empty. When I started playing for Zaporozhye Metallurg, the elders asked us to be fed in the regional committee canteen; there was nothing to eat. And in Moscow they overtook America...
Who at Dynamo was most afraid of flying?
Yes, everyone was afraid. Me too. I remember once flying to a tournament in South America. And the plane's engine catches fire. And the newlyweds were in the salon, setting off on their honeymoon. So they began to snatch each other’s life jackets, although each passenger had his own. Panic is a terrible thing. It seemed to me that our wing fell off, and the pilot simply turned off two engines - he could fly on the remaining two. Then I remembered that most often the one who survives is the one in the back of the plane. I quickly ran there, popped into the toilet, locked it and sat there. Everything came out of me out of fear. It was completely empty. He left the shelter only when we landed at an American base in the Atlantic Ocean.
Victor Serebryanikov. Player career
"Metallurg" (Zaporozhye): 1956-1959, "Dynamo" (Kyiv): 1959-1971. Champion of the USSR (1961, 1966, 1967, 1968), winner of the USSR Cup (1964, 1966). Participant in three world championships, semi-finalist of the 1966 World Cup. Best Footballer Ukraine-1969. He played 299 matches in the USSR championships and scored 70 goals. In the USSR national team - 21 matches (3 goals).
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09 February
14:29 Dynamo made changes to the application for the UEFA Youth League 14:14 NBA: Top 10 moments of the game day 14:10 Grachev: If Shakhtar beat Benfica, then we can hope for the semi-finals of the Europa League 13:58 13:43 Atalanta repeated the record Juventus 60 years ago 13:28 13:19 Luis Castro: We still have time before the first official game 13:11 Alexandria loses to Atyrau 12:58 Manchester United can pay 150 million for Koulibaly 12:42 Barcelona will send Dembele to Finland 12:25 12:12 Zorya beats the team from Kosovo 12:00 11:43The famous Ukrainian football player did not live several months before his 75th birthday. The last, very frank, Viktor Petrovich gave to Dmitry Gordon.
Five-time champion Soviet Union, a two-time winner of the USSR Cup, a participant in three world championships (1962, 1966 and 1970), went down in not only Soviet, but also world history as a master of free kicks, against which there was no salvation. They say that even the world famous, if not the greatest, goalkeeper was afraid of these strangely twisted balls that invariably hit the goal. “Serebryanikov's arc” has long been a sports classic and a stable circulation, almost a term: this is how a win-win technique is called, the secret of which is known 100 percent only by the one who performed it.
Viktor Petrovich practiced his signature blows for two years, and, by his own admission, the idea of the arc did not belong to him. Serebryanikov her in South America I spied where, as he said, they were playing as if they were singing a song. I saw it and decided to master it and bring it to perfection. He stopped only when he suffered a torn ligament and the doctors threatened: “We’ll cut out the tendon and then you’ll play...”, but even two years of hard work on the intricate blow was enough so that, going out onto the field and looking at Victor, the opponents were already starting to think how , if you have to, effectively build a wall, jump out just to stop him from scoring...
“At one time, in order to get into the USSR national team, you had to be a head taller than the Muscovites,” Viktor Petrovich’s colleague, another legendary Dynamo player, once admitted, “and Serebryanikov was two heads taller!” Silver, as the footballer was nicknamed by his teammates and devotees, was truly a master of the highest class and dedicated his entire life to his favorite work - . Having ended his stellar career in '71 due to, he coaching work I studied, went to play for national teams of veterans, in a word, I categorically did not want to retire. “I thought they would carry me off the field,” Victor Petrovich joked.
He didn’t live to see his 75th birthday for some four months, and during this, which we later found out was recorded shortly before his death, Serebryanikov quite seriously convinced that if you give him at least a week to train, he’s ready to show , What former football players doesn't happen. Even despite his severely deteriorating health and advanced age.
Until the end of his days, he still watched football matches with interest - lively, passionate, almost fan-like - and analyzed and analyzed them very professionally, with thorough knowledge of the matter. He especially loved to watch him, whom he considered a “real devil,” although he stated that none of the players of the 20th and 21st centuries surpassed the great one with whom Viktor Petrovich had the opportunity to meet on the field in Brazil. Serebryanikov did not have star fever or even the slightest hint of it - both in his youth and in his mature years he was known as an open, humorous and sociable guy. Sometimes even too sociable - so much so that it harmed himself...
Another signature feature of Viktor Petrovich is straightforwardness: he was one of those who, without particularly choosing expressions, called things by their proper names - that’s what he believed in, what he considered necessary, that’s what he said. Openly, publicly, on a tape recorder and on camera, without fear of being branded stupid, becoming objectionable, or falling into the category of someone’s blood enemies. Now you can argue with him, or rather, with what he said, as much as you want: they say, no such thing happened, idle inventions, nonsense, but each of us has the right to his own vision of this or that situation in which he directly found himself, on your truth, regardless of whether someone likes it or not, and why on earth should Viktor Serebryanikov be deprived of such a right?
We talked for a very long time and, it seems, we touched on all possible football and football-related topics - we discussed the most star players and iconic coaches, their ups and downs, triumphs and fatal mistakes, which, if you believe Viktor Petrovich, were still present in Soviet football which football players earned a lot, the peculiarities of the domestic one in comparison with the Western and overseas ones, the awkward, unpleasant, and sometimes completely terrible, stalemate situations that our guys found themselves in and from which they were forced to get out by hook or by crook... I think I won’t be mistaken , if I say that none of the former USSR football players have ever answered these questions more openly and directly than Serebryanikov.
It’s up to you to believe it or how you perceive the story. As for me, the story of my interlocutor is absolutely amazing - it is precisely because of its everyday simplicity that it captivates, captivates and draws in because there are absolutely no idols on pedestals in it - there are ordinary living people to whom nothing human is alien and for whom the love of millions of fans became more of a challenge than a reward. These are not positive mythical heroes - just people, with their weaknesses and vices. Yes, yes, the greats had them too - but don’t you?..
— Viktor Petrovich, for me and for millions of fans you are outstanding Soviet football player, which brought fame and glory for many years, five-time champion Soviet Union and two-time winner of the USSR Cup, and the first championship of the Kiev team in 1961 (God, so many years have passed!) remember?
- Well, well, I remember it very well: it was an amazing victory! Then coach Soloviev gathered young guys from all over Ukraine, and there was a lot of competition: everyone dreamed of getting into the main team, so they tried, they did serious training, twice a day - before that there were no two times.
— Previously, you trained as much and however you wanted, right?
- Well, yes, in the old fashioned way, but Soloviev started in a new way - an interesting coach, unique.
- He was a Muscovite?
— A Muscovite is tough, sometimes even cruel. Well, in what sense? After playing in the car, he began to drive around apartments, see who was doing what, and then held meetings, created scandals, and withdrew money. Well, it doesn’t matter - we were young, we wanted to play.
— Good players did you get together as a team then?
- Very! Talented!
—Who stood out?
- Well, who... Soloviev brought me as a left winger, but there was no place for me in Zaporozhye - the aces played there. The conditions in Zaporozhye were good, they paid a lot of money - and the right players came. They moved me to the left edge, but my left one was someone else’s (laughs), and it turned out that I couldn’t stand the competition there...
- Right!
- You know, I talked to many of your teammates about Maslov, and everyone is unanimous: unique, who, by the way, had passed through the front, a nugget, a man who did not have any extensive, voluminous knowledge, but he knew so much and understood psychology so well... .
-...really a great psychologist!...
- ...so each boy individually felt that thanks to this his team achieved great success...
“I’ll be honest with you: I didn’t understand him right away either, but it was not for nothing that he started this revolution, the whole perestroika. It all started in Yaroslavl - all of our guys went into the attack: defenders, midfielders, and we did some nonsense, and he’s a great tactician. We were leading 2:0 in Yaroslavl, and then it was already 2:2 - my grandfather freaked out, assembled a team - and how he started! From goalkeeper to striker it was a sneeze...
- ...he stuffed everyone...
- ...to everyone! “Serebryanikov, get up. The fact that you scored is good, but the fact that you don’t play in defense... You only attack, you all attack - Kanevsky, Bazilevich, Troyanovsky...”. He reached Lobanovsky and asked: “Valera, what were you doing on the field?” Well, Loban is a competent guy, he decided to put Grandfather in prison. “You understand,” I told him, “the team has jewelers and there are laborers...”. Grandfather took off his glasses: “So, listen, Valera, everyone will be laborers for me.”
- He signed his sentence...
- Well, here’s Arkady Galinsky - remember, the journalist? He was talented, but he wrote some nonsense that all their wives are restored within 24 hours, but Valera has such a wife that in 12 hours he can already play. “If you come to Kyiv, ask any taxi driver, and he will tell you where Lobanovsky lives,” “Lobanovsky is a born center forward, but they put him as a left winger,” and so on in the same spirit. Well, why is this? In general, they fought - Maslov with Galinsky - things escalated into a scandal. After all, Galinsky managed to convince all his superiors that Grandfather was not giving Lobanov a chance to move, he was destroying his talent, and now ““ comes - and Maslov makes Lobanovsky the center forward.
- But he couldn’t play in the center...
- Naturally. He’s used to being on the extreme left - he doesn’t have a person on his left, there’s the edge. In short, he takes the ball and wants to lead, but they run in from the left and take it away. The entire leadership of the republic, headed by Shcherbitsky, came to the match...
- ...and Maslov taught such a lesson...
- Well, yes - they demanded that he play Lobanovsky, and Grandfather decided: well, okay, look what a center forward he is. In addition, Maslov put the boys from the double team under him - a little clumsy, and the management understood everything, Shcherbitsky said: “Yes, Viktor Alexandrovich, something is not working out for him.”
— Actually, what was Maslov good for? Knowledge of psychology - one, understanding - two, and what else was there that years later makes you talk about it?
- He was very abusive, tough - like you last dog, barks! You know that you have done something wrong - so he skins you, but does not punish you: he has never punished a single person - so as to withdraw money or something else...
The purge began when we lost the match for the USSR Cup in Novosibirsk. We arrived there in May and thought it was nice and cool, but there the heat was 30 degrees, my God! At first we took the lead 1:0 - I scored from a corner... It was a funny goal - there are funny goals... At the World Cup, the Chileans scored against us like that - Netto was standing at the near post, Yashin shouted to him: “Play!”, but he thought he heard it : "I'm playing!" Such nuances happen often even among big teams, but here I see - we don’t have one defender. It was Kolya Koltsov who left the field - something hit him in the head from the heat.
- What are you talking about?!
- Yes, he left, and then Sabo caused trouble - he was kicked out. In general, we lost 2:1, and a scandal broke out - Novosibirsk is not even Moscow... Maslov was very angry, and from that moment perestroika began: showdowns began, scandals...
Usually it’s like this: we get on the train and talk... That’s if we win, and if, God forbid, we lose, Maslov won’t catch a single one, everyone was hiding somewhere! We don’t go to the restaurant because they’ll find us there, and we don’t go to the buffet either - we took everything with us and wandered around the carriage because it was so noisy. He didn’t like to lose and somehow he charged us with this - that it was impossible to give in no matter what.
When he had already cleaned up the team, we wanted to kick him out, to protest, but we got together, sat, and thought... Well, what other coach do we need? Well, let him swear - he’s not punishing anyone. He goes to the owner, gets money, and doesn’t give us offense. We came to Minsk for the match, talked... In general, the Minsk residents made it 4:1 - at their home. Grandfather stood up: “Okay, you’ve got a game,” and we started working. We went to Kuibyshev - they beat “Krylyshek”, won two matches in Kyiv, then in Tashkent, in Alma-Ata...
After another victory, we sit in the compartment, have some cognac - we can do it together. We drank a glass and I came in from afar: “Vik Sanych, you said that you fought…”. He treated me well - like a son... He sits, looks and begins to talk: “You know, guys, I’m a real patriot. I joined the militia, although I worked at a car factory...”.
- Named after Likhachev?
- Well, yes, a turner - I called him a “turner-baker”. “So what did they give you?” I ask. “What machine gun? Or a machine gun?”, and he swears! They gave him a stick made to look like a gun! “And what,” I asked, “did all the militias go into battle with sticks?” - “The lieutenant with a pistol was shooting upwards. They ordered us to take the height, and we ran...
-...with sticks...
- They hit me (snaps himself on the neck) - the sea is knee-deep, everyone is running, and so am I. People are falling, I’m screaming something...”, and then he told how a mine exploded and he was wounded in the butt by a shrapnel. “I,” he recalled, “closed my eyes, thought I was dying.” - “A good wound,” I was joking, “and then what?” And then a young girl crawled up - well, the nurse, how many of them were killed then, it’s terrible. “I,” Maslov smiled, “was ashamed that she would now look for a fragment in my fifth point.” ", but the wound is interesting - you can’t bandage it, nothing can be done, it’s bleeding: he’s a loser. Why did so many people die in the war? You understand...
— Because of the degrees, the bleeding didn’t stop...
- Yes, that's right. “And so,” Maslov continued, “she dragged me. I helped her, of course, I tried: she’s so small, she pulls me...” In general, they crawled over, took out the fragment, and then Likhachev took Maslov, as if he had been wounded, back to the factory and immediately appointed him to some position (an 18-year-old boy: there were no men - only women). The evacuation of the plant was underway, in Moscow only those workshops where "" were made remained, otherwise everyone was in, and so our Grandfather evacuated this plant. As soon as he got off the train, he ran, chose a clearing for a new workshop, the women barely pulled out the machines... He said that he had found a place where a workshop could be built - it was in winter, and then spring came, and it turned out that it was a swamp!
- Nightmare!
- And here Likhachev saved him from death. Ma-slo-wu, the execution was shining...
- ...for alleged sabotage?
- Well, yes, but he had a direct connection with Stalin...
- Admit it, why did you put Viktor Sanych under the blanket?
“He didn’t put my friend Khmelnitsky in the match, and for him not playing was like death. Vic Sanych had already started to use Blokhin, he saw that Khmel was not running, but the speed had already started, and Byshovets was not running. Both attackers lacked speed - thanks to their courage and technical skills they managed to hold on...
- ...and Puzach ran?
- Tolya - yes, we worked well with him in the counterattack. He covered 30 meters faster than anyone else on the team, and this is the most important thing.
I remember I arrived at the base by car...
— By the way, you are the only one, in my opinion, in ““, who was allowed to go to the base in a car...
- Yes, Grandfather allowed it. I said: “My legs hurt, it’s hard to walk...” (laughs). He was already silent. Well, I arrived, I went into the room - I was a little late, the training was about to start, and Khmel was not himself. I ask: “Vital, what is it? Is there something at home?” - “No, Vic Sanych came in and told me to rest this game,” and this is a blow for him, tetanus, he almost cries! Me: “Nothing, we’ll come up with something for him...”. I myself didn’t understand what he was like - he showed me that he had yellow spots...
— Were there a lot of snakes in Koncha-Zaspa?
- Well, yes - there Kozinka overflows, floods the meadows, the water stays for a long time, and when it goes down, a swamp is formed, and there are snakes, snakes... I asked Khmel: “Come with me so that I don’t catch a biting snake. Do you know? ". - "I know". Well, I grabbed him, stuck him in my bosom... I had to carry him somehow, but he was cold, tossing and turning... I brought him, hid him under my blanket, but he no longer crawls - he curled up and sleeps. Grandfather makes his rounds: he enters the rooms, looks to see if everything is in place, then goes out, locks the doors and props them up with a stick (smiles), and while he was walking around the other rooms, I went to see him and put him in the bed with a blanket. covered it, came back and lay down.
I lie there and think: “What have I done? He’s afraid of all these crawling things, even goosebumps, he has a weak heart!” Because of a friend I did such a terrible thing... I hear: Grandfather is returning to, knocking with a stick, and his number is across the room from ours... A couple of minutes pass - and, do you know, how a hungry lion wakes up? That’s how Grandfather roared! (Laughs). Everyone jumped out of the rooms, despite the locks, but Khmel and I remained - well, he guessed... This dron with an iron knob flies towards us... Me: “Hop, let’s turn over!” They covered their heads with pillows, and put out their asses, wrapping them in blankets, so that at least it would hit the butt, not the head...
- Got it?
- He hit me through the blanket - as if the blanket wasn’t even there! I also added it. “I,” he said, “understood whose job it was.” “Vik Sanych,” I groaned, “I won’t be able to play now: you’re everything to me.” posterior muscles They beat you off!" - "You have muscles on your butt, or what?" The guys look in: "Why are you beating your son? Who will play?" Maslov spanked me and said: "Come and see me." I came in. "What are you doing? - Grandfather asked. - Let your Khmelnitsky play, he will - go tell him. Well, to hell with you, otherwise you’ll bring me some Snake Gorynych with three heads, but if he can’t handle it, you’ll answer!”
- Did you manage?
- Yeees! Just scored from a corner.
— Was your team great in the early 60s?
- Unprofessional.
- What are you talking about?!
“The young guys didn’t understand how to change positions in the game - everything was done according to the rules, according to the tape...
- And under Maslov?
- Well, there were already professionals there. In ’65, having won second place and the Cup, we began to understand everything.
— So the team was great?
— And the men chosen were real?
- Warriors! They no longer whined - Maslov weaned everyone off. Hurt? No “it hurts” - you’re silent, that’s all.
— Half a century has already passed, you haven’t played for a long time, but this term — “Serebryanikov’s arc” — still lives among fans and experts. What is it and what is its essence?
- Well, in this (snaps his fingers on the neck and laughs).
- I understand, but how did you launch the ball so that it fell into the goal?
- This arose from Galinsky’s suggestion - at first he wrote “oblique blow” when I was tracing the wall...
-...unfortunate term...
— Well, could you write “circumference of the wall”? When I was in South America...
-...did you spy?
- I saw it there. The Chilean Toro scored against the Brazilians in this way at the World Championships - he hit just over the wall. I looked and thought: “What an asshole! Why didn’t I think of it before?” He arrived and started working.
- What are the specifics? The field is flat, the ball is round - what did you do with this ball?
- You, like Maslov, ask - he, too, even though he is a professional, thought that it was all by chance, and then I "" in 1969 last minute scored... We won 1:0 - it was so many years that he didn’t come to me, didn’t ask... We arrived in Donetsk - in the 10th minute they gave a free kick towards " ". I put the ball at the same point, stand, look at the goalkeeper and think: “Yeah, you already know where to jump, and even if you didn’t see the match with ““, Oshenkov told you, so I’ll hit where you’re standing.” They put up a wall, it’s difficult for him, he’s nervous, he looks out... He’s already rushed, and I’m just starting to hit - right where he was standing a second ago. Goal! I stand and laugh: “What an educated goalkeeper!” - He: “This is Oshenkov...”. - “Okay, okay, I assumed that it was he who enlightened you, don’t be offended!” - Why be offended?
— How did you do it and what is the secret of your signature blow?
- Well, first of all, there’s a little bit of physics here: the ball was placed with the nipple down. There is more gravity there, and when it flies, this weight presses - the ball falls sharply, you know?
— There was almost no swing, right?
- No, he was...
- Strong?
- A small one: a step back - and that’s it, a sharp blow. I hit it a little sideways from below so that the ball would spin, you know? When the “miners” arrived in Kyiv, at our base, Grandfather said: “Let’s go.” Me: “Where, Vik Sanych? I won’t go to the meadow to get snakes, that’s enough.” He asked: “Show me, Vitya, what you are doing, otherwise I’m watching and want to ask all the time, but it’s inconvenient - I’ve been in football for so many years...”. “Well, why?” I objected. “You’ve been to South America, you’ve seen how they spin there... You yourself say: “Only give the pass with your cheek, only with your cheek, and while you put the cheek, while you turn it around... Time passes.” - even though it’s a split second, everything is important, and here you have to play in any place, the whole ankle has to work.” Well, you need to work on this...
— I, Viktor Petrovich, asked many great football players: “When you shoot, do you know for sure that the ball will go to this point?” Basically everyone answered: “Well, how? Approximately. It seems like it should get there.” Did you do the same or did you still know where the ball would end up?
- You mean from a blow? Not from a free kick?
- Yes, with a blow...
- No, only the corner knew where to hit.
- And from a free kick?
— I knew the point there, yes.
— Is this a long-term development?
— I worked for three years, then I quit - my right leg and ligaments flew off. In my opinion, even under Solovyov, he scored against Moscow, ““, and someone else - and the ligaments were closed. Zoya Mironova was like that...
- ...famous sports doctor...
- ...professor - I came to her, showed her my leg. “You have a tear,” she said, “and when you tear it, Vitya, I will be happy to cut it out for you...”. - “What will you cut out?” - I asked again. A legendary doctor, she was a nurse during the war, rescued many people, wounded herself, and after the war she was accepted into medical school without exams. Good woman...
— You and your teammates had deafening fame, you were truly a folk hero, but how did you perceive it?
- Fame is good, but it is very difficult to maintain it. I got used to it, although there were downturns - any player, no matter what he was, went through it. I had a recession in 1961, even in 1960. By secret ballot, I was chosen as the captain of the team, and I stood up and said to Solovyov: “Vyacheslav Dmitrievich, excuse me, but which one of me is the captain - what am I going to say something to Voinov, or Makarov, or someone else from the seniors? Yes, me first They’ll send you and then they’ll bite you - I’m the youngest..." He: “No, no, come on!” - I respected him very much. I remember we arrived in Chisinau - we beat the hosts, went to Tashkent, and there it was hot, three o’clock in the afternoon, the game didn’t go well... I knew why I was in a slump - young, inexperienced, I thought I had the strength there will be enough for everything, but it turned out not. If you are a professional, you must first of all know yourself how to recover, but I got a little spoiled. In Tashkent we lost 1:0 - and it all started: from there we come straight to Alma-Ata...
-...it's hot too...
- True, we were accommodated in the Dynamo holiday home, and there were irrigation ditches, a small oasis, so it was cooler. Soloviev called me every day - he hammered and hammered me. I sent him, he grabbed the ashtray, I ran away... It flew right next to my head, damaged the door - if it had hit my head, it would have broken through it for sure.
— Here are the trainers: one threw an ashtray, the second hit him with a stick...
- Well, everyone has nerves, and, in general, I left...
- ...of the captains?
- No, from the holiday home, to relieve stress. Beautiful girls there are a lot of people in Alma-Ata (a mixture of some kind of Kazakhs and Russians or Ukrainians), I met them, came drunk, and the coach was waiting for me - I realized that I had gone too far. He saw that I was a loser: “Well, come in. Are you offended?” - “So they wanted to kill me - how can I not be offended? I’m probably happy.” Well, I’ve drunk, I’m showing off, I’m not afraid of anything... “Okay. I’ve removed you from the captains - get ready for the game.”
In Alma-Ata they didn’t admit me: our doctor, Dorofeev, a boxer, master of sports, realized that something was wrong with me. I took him to the dispensary, they did a cardiogram - it turned out that he was completely overworked. He was shocked: “Vitya, what are you doing?”
“Girls just don’t do any good...
- Well, of course: after the game there is still a load, and then, there are no iron ones...
To be continued...
