Rammy Blue
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Have to laugh…
Sweating out the alcohol!
Sweating out the alcohol!
adam johnson wasn't exactly a pillar of the communityCan't think of a worse character that we've signed tbh.
You chosen the right usernameCan't think of a worse character that we've signed tbh.
What on earth were City thinking?
Barry bennell says hiadam johnson wasn't exactly a pillar of the community
Was thinking of Barton tbh but even he gave the shirt the respect the wages demanded even as a fucking lunatic.adam johnson wasn't exactly a pillar of the community
The Grealish fanboys, bots, and apologists will flood in with excuses faster than high-frequency traders on Wall Street—scurrying, screeching, and scrambling for cover. And trust me, their mental gymnastics? Not just Olympic-level—these people are out here doing 10D quantum backflips, bending logic like Neo dodging bullets in The Matrix. They are inventing new laws of physics just to twist reality in Grealish’s favor.Let’s wait for the usual apologists…
He’s a fucking disgrace and needs fucking off out of the club, asap.
You're a very good writer mate... even those who don't agree with you would have to admit that. :)The Grealish fanboys, bots, and apologists will flood in with excuses faster than high-frequency traders on Wall Street—scurrying, screeching, and scrambling for cover. And trust me, their mental gymnastics? Not just Olympic-level—these people are out here doing 10D quantum backflips, bending logic like Neo dodging bullets in The Matrix. They are inventing new laws of physics just to twist reality in Grealish’s favor.
I've moved through industries, crossed paths with manipulators, sales sharks, lobbyists and corporate spin-doctors. I’ve met different type of hustlers, strategists, and corporate sharks—corporate suits, street-level grinders, and high-level thinkers. I’ve watched politicians lie to millions with a straight face, twisting words like a speech impediment, seen defense attorneys turn cold-blooded killers into misunderstood saints. But nothing—NOTHING—compares to the reality-warping, logic-twisting, history-erasing and editing insanity of Grealish's die-hard worshippers.
These people don’t argue; they perform. It’s a circus act—high-flying goalpost shifting, double-twist deflections, and full-scale reality denial that would make Orwell himself choke on his tea. It’s mental contortionism on a supernatural level. Show them facts? They close their eyes. Show them stats? They cry "context!" Show them reality? They simply reject it.
No matter how clear the truth is, they will build an entire multiverse of excuses, shifting goalposts with the agility of a prime Messi dribbling through defenders.
And when they’re out of moves? When every excuse has been obliterated? That’s when they hit you with the final boss-level gaslighting: 'You just don’t understand football.' Ah yes, the last refuge of the defeated—pretending you’re the one who just doesn’t "get it."
There is no discussion. There is no reasoning. You’re not debating with people—you’re fighting against a belief system, a cult, a religion where Grealish is their false prophet and reality is their greatest enemy. You don’t convince them. You just let them be, Grealish will continue to be Grealish, unprofessional, overhyped, overprotected, wildly overpriced, and perpetually underperforming against a bar that’s already been set so low it’s practically underground.
Lol, I’d have to disagree with that. I’m not exactly known for my writing or consider myself as one—most of the time, I just get the words out to make my point and move on. It’s not about style or polish, just about getting through it. Maybe right now, I think I’m just in a temporary flow state, something that hasn’t happened in years. Maybe it’s the work I’ve been focused on lately—the momentum/focus from that just transferred into what I wrote here. I honestly don't know.You're a very good writer mate... even those who don't agree with you would have to admit that. :)
My daughter in law saw him in there 18 months ago. Said he was a nice lad, but pissed!Ironically I've just booked a table there for this Sunday!
I'll let you know if he's propping up the bar
The more i read about him of late, the more angry i get at the club.My daughter in law saw him in there 18 months ago. Said he was a nice lad, but pissed!
Pep is very firm about what you do on your days off is up to you. Sadly, some players think that actually means LITERALLY anything you want.
You’ll notice the PROs he discusses and admires. He talks about their professionalism, their level of commitment, etc… Grealish has English Lad disease…too much money and not enough piss to spend it on in the allotted time!
He may be the nicest guy in the world to a Make-A-Wish child, but he’s being paid over £1M PER MONTH to be a professional at the very highest levels of the game for the few short years he has left as a top pro and he simply can’t pull it off!
It’s a sad waste of time, money and talent, but one day he’ll wake up and have his moment of self-reflection and should be very disappointed in himself.
Then again, one wonders if he’s smart enough for such a feat, as he’s the epitome of the dumb footballer, and seems to enjoy being the idiot!
Sadly I agree. I love Jack but if these latest videos & reports are true he’s got to go.Enough is enough. We can’t carry passengers or those who aren’t in this 100%. He needs to be gone and the sooner the better.
The Grealish fanboys, bots, and apologists will flood in with excuses faster than high-frequency traders on Wall Street—scurrying, screeching, and scrambling for cover. And trust me, their mental gymnastics? Not just Olympic-level—these people are out here doing 10D quantum backflips, bending logic like Neo dodging bullets in The Matrix. They are inventing new laws of physics just to twist reality in Grealish’s favor.
I've moved through industries, crossed paths with manipulators, sales sharks, lobbyists and corporate spin-doctors. I’ve met different type of hustlers, strategists, and corporate sharks—corporate suits, street-level grinders, and high-level thinkers. I’ve watched politicians lie to millions with a straight face, twisting words like a speech impediment, seen defense attorneys turn cold-blooded killers into misunderstood saints. But nothing—NOTHING—compares to the reality-warping, logic-twisting, history-erasing and editing insanity of Grealish's die-hard worshippers.
These people don’t argue; they perform. It’s a circus act—high-flying goalpost shifting, double-twist deflections, and full-scale reality denial that would make Orwell himself choke on his tea. It’s mental contortionism on a supernatural level. Show them facts? They close their eyes. Show them stats? They cry "context!" Show them reality? They simply reject it.
No matter how clear the truth is, they will build an entire multiverse of excuses, shifting goalposts with the agility of a prime Messi dribbling through defenders.
And when they’re out of moves? When every excuse has been obliterated? That’s when they hit you with the final boss-level gaslighting: 'You just don’t understand football.' Ah yes, the last refuge of the defeated—pretending you’re the one who just doesn’t "get it."
There is no discussion. There is no reasoning. You’re not debating with people—you’re fighting against a belief system, a cult, a religion where Grealish is their false prophet and reality is their greatest enemy. You don’t convince them. You just let them be, Grealish will continue to be Grealish, unprofessional, overhyped, overprotected, wildly overpriced, and perpetually underperforming against a bar that’s already been set so low it’s practically underground.