i think i might just about have had enough of this.
i'm tired of listening to footballers moaning and banging on about having to move to a different club because they want to win things that they feel they deserve, or that they feel they will have more of the success that they feel is their right.
who the fk do they think they are?? these pampered fúcking wussies are multimillionaires in their mid twenties, they have the cars and houses of their dreams, they have tens of thousands of people singing their names out loud every week, they have hundreds of thousands of men, women and children wearing shirts with their names on, they earn money we could only dream of, they are sought after by advertisers as examples to us all, if they do well they are showered with prizes and recognition by press and professionals alike.
so who do the fk do they think they are? and who the fk are they playing for? if i earn in one year what fernando torres or steven gerrard earns in two days i've had a pretty decent year, but i am still expected to jump through hoops and pay 35 quid of my hard earned to watch him play. but all i hear is how they feel they deserve better, that they need to be at a club that wins things.
its too much that the gerrards, the torreses, the mascheranos, the rieras and all the rest of the bástards, start bleating on about not getting enough. its too much that a manager on the promise of a 16 million pound pay off for not being good enough keeps moaning to all and sundry how difficult his job is when he is managing with total control one of the most prestigious sporting institutions on the planet.
its too much that the club we love, and other clubs that other people love, are owned by profiteering billionaire cowboys that only see the club as a means to more deeply line their already plush pockets, and that if the plan backfires its the club that goes títs up and not them.
if these people are suffering so greatly there is a simple bit of advice that any of us could give them... do your job better and shut your fúcking mouth.
fúck football and fúck footballers. fúck football managers. fúck football club owners and speculators. fúck sky tv.
i'm off to enjoy hungover nobheads kicking lumps out of each other in the mud at the park on sundays. that's football for me from now on.