Suicide post...but what the hell...
I love almost everything the Sheik has done for our Club - its been prudent, well managed, mostly thoughtful and bought signifiant investment in Manchester too - and I have just about got over the ESL misstep. There is a respect for our history and culture, former players and legends and a fair degree of engagement with the fans. And without him, we would never have seen Sergio, Silva, Yaya and Vincent.
But...
I really struggle with CFG. As exciting as it is to have a global network of clubs and as much as I love taking on the dippers and rags with a growing global fan base (although in the case of Melbourne and New York - that doesn't always work) I don't measure my club by how many teams in South America we own, or how many City shirts we sell in Indonesia.
It's what happens in that 90mins on the pitch - wether that's on a rainy November night against Stockport or a sun soaked early evening at the Bernabeu. I recognise the talent pipeline benefits it may bring and the money it might make to impact the quality of those 90mins - but what would it be like to be that 'feeder' club to the mothership? I feel strongly about the connection between a football club and its local roots and local community - and that might be an old fashioned opinion - but at its core, that's what football is for me still.
The alternative is a world of the ESL, half and half scarves, plastic tourists and football reduced to some TicTok marketing content. I am not a luddite, and I recognise that generations change and football changes and there is no going back to a pre-Premier League world - but the wild west of sport consumerism worries the crap out of me. I read other posts from fellow Blues and I would just urge a grumpy bit of caution in celebrating every commercial step we take.
It is all about balance - which the Sheik has mostly got bang on. But, for me, please no more tunnel clubs, double size hoardings, buying clubs in Mongolia...
Bring on the haters....:)