The doping fabrication is the latest in a long line of attempts to shift the battleground. It's a tired old tactic used by many in history and politics. They have lost the battle on the actual football pitch - you know, the one where 11 players play football against another 11 players, on grass. To be honest, they haven't just lost that battle, they've been obliterated, smashed, dismembered, devoured and spat out. Their beaten team are left waving a big white flag. And as our victors disappear over the horizon, what are they left with? A manager who has conceded the title (in February), a piano playing mercenary who misses open goals, a couple of dabbers, (admittedly, with huge Instagram followings - fair play), and a young star of the future who has so much time on his hands now that he's no longer playing football, that he dresses up his dog.
So the fans try to move the battleground elsewhere. In a footballing sense, it's quite literally an attempt to move the goal posts. It doesn't matter where - doping, money, attendances, shirt sales, noodle sponsorships etc., just so long as it's not actual football. Let them. There's only one battle that matters.
