Spot on. Fuck all those clubs. They started this shit back in the 80s when they carved up the first set of live TV rights where virtually every week we had one of the so-called “Big Five” being broadcast live, or worse still, two of the Big Five playing each other. Not to mention those same clubs carving up the way that gate receipts were distributed.
Of course, as time went on one of those five clubs - Everton - fell down the pecking order to the extent that they’re no longer classed as one of the present day Big Six, but the other 4 of the 1980s Big Five line-up are all still there acting like cunts.
These clubs can moan as much as they want about the people who run our club having better access to bigger global companies and potentially better sponsorship deals than them but I couldn’t give 2 shits. They still have their own business contacts to negotiate mates rates deals, as evidenced by United and Chevrolet (which ended with the Chevrolet guy who brokered it getting sacked - nothing to see here, honest), and Liverpool’s scrawny-necked Boston-based **** of an owner signing a kit deal with a Boston-based supplier. What was the losing bid Mr Henry?