Mr Burton
Losing to them hurts badly, but so does losing to Blackburn, Wigan, Stoke...
It’s the s**t that went and has since gone with it. We go to the ground as a set of lads who like to go to football, have a beer, sing songs and just really have a lads’ afternoon (or evening) out. We are passionate about OUR TEAM (does not matter what team). We love them, the players, the Manager – everything that goes with it all.
If a player disrespects our club in any way, either by doing something against us on the pitch or disrespecting us by leaving for ‘reasons’ and foul-mouthing us. Then?
Examples: Robert Pires – thanked the club and was a legend; Nicolas Anelka – sulked off for more ‘fame’ when he could have been an Arsenal legend; Paddy Vieira – never said one word about us but it was his time to go; Ashley Cole – 65K a week was a joke – what is that buzzing noise……; Cesc Fabregas – always said he wanted to play for his home town club; Emmanuel Adebayor – sulked all year because he wasn’t earning enough money, and went for the dollar at Mans**ty where he was earning almost as much as his native country’s GDP – then, when he scores for them against us, he runs the full length of the pitch and sinks to his knees in front of the travelling Gooners; then has the audacity to go and play for our biggest rivals, Spurs, on loan because he is surplus at Mans**ty, who now don’t want him because they have so much money they can buy who they want. Carlos Tevez is all I will add. Thierry Henry – comes back to Arsenal to watch every time he is in London. Nasri? – beware, Sunshine.........
Guess which ones get applause – get which ones get a nasty song about them? It’s called football supporting.
I love going to football – it’s fun. Having spent my young life playing sport, I love the concept, the camaraderie, the ‘dressing room’, the beer, the singing........ If I wanted a fight, I would join a boxing club. If you want to fight my team’s Firm, go and do it with them – away from the ground, keeping it between yourselves – but just let us know who wins. Leave me alone. And my mates. And don’t bring blades (only cowards need blades) and, if you are offered a one-to-one, be big enough to take it and don’t say “no, you against six of us”. And don’t hang around on corners with all your mates and wait for the opposition’s fans to walk past so you can randomly punch one just because he supports the other team.
Then, when I hear tirades in the press saying we are ‘idiots’, ‘ morons’, ‘lowest form of society’, ‘scum of the earth’, when all we did was sing a song about a bloke who has disrespected the club we spend thousands of pound following every year – with or without winning anything, it makes me cross.
I should be able walk to a football ground unhindered. If I wanted a fight, I would have met up with my Firm and been picked up by the OB ages ago, and escorted in or nicked. So I don’t expect some knuckle-dragger to wait on a corner outside the away-end for opposition fans walking in. Now thankfully, I was right at the front of all my mates so, whilst I may have given them a clue, as they didn’t know my face (or maybe they did), it may have been where I was heading. So when they smacked my mate randomly, all I got was some ‘hanger-on’ shove me in the back. Still, so glad I walked and didn’t strike back – proud of myself.
And all the press can say is we sang songs.
Did we say that his father washed elephants? Did we suggest his mother sold herself for money? No – that would be racist. Did we say he had sex with children? Did we question his religion? No. Shot in Angola – it should have been you.
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