Krasner puts the boot in
When Krasner's krew took over Leeds towards the end of last season, cynics suggested that the several property developers in his consortium pointed to a sale of the ground, Leeds' greatest asset. Krasner denied it, of course.
Reading about the players we have cheered being flogged one by one hurts. It's like finding out your partner has been fucking around. Each name is a kick in the balls.
When those names are Smith and Milner, you know that not only have they robbed your team of today, but they are ridding it of tomorrow too. These are not guys who love your team, but guys who only worship the dollar.
Now the truth is out. It's the ground they wanted.
You just don't realise how much football can hurt you until they bury your team.
Worse still is happening. Krasner says the team must be "fitted out" for first division football. Yes, we agree, so we must buy the best of young, cheap talent, no? Or at least some unsung but useful Scandies?
No. We must re-sign Brian Fucking Deane! Ah well, you think, one bad choice, one old head, I can live with that. But Craig Hignett? What's that about? Some sort of bizarre role reversal? Middlesbrough used to be completely shit and had Hignett, and we were good and had Viduka. So now they have Viduka and we are accepting that we will never rise again?
Don't even mention Steve Guppy. I might not be able to restrain myself and there are children present.
They buried our fucking team and now they're making it into a zombie, a terrifying shabby stumbling rotten thing, doomed to wander the lower divisions whispering in a ghastly tone... we once played in the semis of the Champions League.
posted by Dr Zen @ 4:04 pm
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