Bingo!
Ha ha what a gimp he is. It reads like the outpourings of an old pisshead in the pub.
Bingo!
He really is a bitter bellend isn't he.Like this bilious shite perhaps?
https://www.independent.ie/sport/so...matched-pep-guardiolas-man-city-36450945.html
Fucking hell, you can actually taste the salt.Like this bilious shite perhaps?
https://www.independent.ie/sport/so...matched-pep-guardiolas-man-city-36450945.html
Like this bilious shite perhaps?
https://www.independent.ie/sport/so...matched-pep-guardiolas-man-city-36450945.html
I’m married to a red Scouse, all my in-laws, whom I love dearly, are red Scouse, I lived in Liverpool for 8 years in the 80’s (initially as a student), when City were playing away down South and I couldn’t go cos I didn’t have the time or money I used to go to Anfield and stand on the Kop instead, Steve Nicol, Alan Hansen and Ian Rush are all still in my “greatest players I’ve ever seen play” XI, I’ve still got plenty of mates there that I love and respect, and crucially, as you can probably see, I’m not from Manchester and therefore not infused with the mutual enmity that has existed for decades between the two great cities.
Anyway, in light of that lot then, instead of making snide digs about City fans making “embarrassing” remarks about Heysel and Hillsborough, you should ask yourself why it is, over the course of the last decade, that I have come to despise Liverpool FC with a passion that at times even outranks my hatred of the rags. The image of the Scouser as a symbol of good sportsmanship is as far removed from the truth as the Donald Trump Bumper Book of Tweets, and never more manifest than when Raheem Sterling decided he’d have a better chance of success if he joined City rather than stay at Liverpool - a decision since born out by 2 League Cups, 1 League Title and Champions League football 8 seasons in a row (as near guaranteed as you can get). All that patronising Liverpudlian bonhomie disappeared in an instant. The Scouse media mafia went into overdrive. Aldridge, Barnes, McAteer, Fowler, Murphy, etc etc, were on fucking speed dial every day for weeks on Talkshite, slagging the kid off (all about the money, poorly advised, youngsters don’t get a chance at City, should have continued his development under Rodgers, disrespectful, ungrateful, all that’s wrong with the modern game, and so on and so on) and it was the same in the print press. They turned Sterling into a figure of hate, nationally. It was his fault we lost the Euros, scapegoated on the front page of the Sun for having blingy taps - in a house he bought for his mum - he eats at Gregg’s, he’s got a Michael Jackson themed room, he bought a house near a dogging site, his photo used gratuitously in a story about footballers mixing with drug dealers, anything and everything in fact to try and make him look like a nouveau riche vulgarian with more money than sense and to pile pressure on him at grounds all over the country, to make him fail purely in order to vindicate Liverpool’s self imagined position as founder members of the footballing aristocracy. Stuck in a time warp, anyone and everyone connected with Liverpool FC simply could not cope with the notion of there being better options available to modern players than walking under the “This is Anfield” sign. The result? Outrage and spite by the bucketload.
You ever read John Aldridge’s column in the Irish Independent? You fucking should. The levels of ignorance and bitterness about City regularly displayed therein are fucking comical - even allowing for the clickbait nature of modern journalism. Oil money, sovereign wealth behind us - one of the most meaningless phrases out there - no history, dodgy Arab deals to “get around” FFP (even though we’re the most scrutinised club in Europe and every FFP amendment is made purely to try and derail us), and blah, blah, blah. He’s like a living distillation of every Liverpool fan I’ve met since the takeover, churning out the same false, poisonous, rhetoric. Self-entitled to the point of parody. Newsflash. It’s 28 years since you won the league, and your “fantastic European pedigree”, that gets referenced non-stop, amounts to this. 1 European trophy in 34 years (unless you want to chuck in winning the Thursday Night Loser’s Cup in 2010, and it’s probably best not to). It’s not 1983 anymore. It’s 2018. Yeh, we needed a huge initial splurge of cash to achieve what we have in the last 9 years, but courtesy of the Chimps League having been turned into a cartel with a self-perpetuating seedings system and huge prize money, it was the only way to break the hegemony, and in doing so we were just doing what virtually all successful dynasties in football have done since the days of Shankly, Busby, Mercer, Revie and Clough, namely wielding our financial clout. Danny Friszman did it for Arsenal, the rags broke the British transfer record something like 6 times in Taggart’s first 5 years at the club, Matthew Harding and Roman the Rouble funded a Chelsea team that had hitherto won 1 league title and 1 FA Cup in over 100 years of trying, and yet when we did it there was uproar.
When you had your Hillsborough anniversary, we rightly stood in respectful silence. We got our coaches bricked as a thank you. As it goes I think you’ll beat us in the QF’s, not cos you’re better than us, not because you have some magical European power (which the press will drone on about afterwards anyway, til everyone pukes), but purely and simply because the way Guardiola’s teams play make them tailor made for Klopp’s maniacal press. You want to beat Liverpool, you can do it easily by emulating the rags. Sit deep, deny space, counter quickly. City unfortunately won’t play that way and your chances of winning what is unquestionably your cup final will be greatly enhanced as a consequence. Oh, and bearing in mind all of the above, if you’re sitting in the City end, you might want to keep your head down, cos the days of “my enemies enemy is my friend” are long gone.
I’m married to a red Scouse, all my in-laws, whom I love dearly, are red Scouse, I lived in Liverpool for 8 years in the 80’s (initially as a student), when City were playing away down South and I couldn’t go cos I didn’t have the time or money I used to go to Anfield and stand on the Kop instead, Steve Nicol, Alan Hansen and Ian Rush are all still in my “greatest players I’ve ever seen play” XI, I’ve still got plenty of mates there that I love and respect, and crucially, as you can probably see, I’m not from Manchester and therefore not infused with the mutual enmity that has existed for decades between the two great cities.
Anyway, in light of that lot then, instead of making snide digs about City fans making “embarrassing” remarks about Heysel and Hillsborough, you should ask yourself why it is, over the course of the last decade, that I have come to despise Liverpool FC with a passion that at times even outranks my hatred of the rags. The image of the Scouser as a symbol of good sportsmanship is as far removed from the truth as the Donald Trump Bumper Book of Tweets, and never more manifest than when Raheem Sterling decided he’d have a better chance of success if he joined City rather than stay at Liverpool - a decision since born out by 2 League Cups, 1 League Title and Champions League football 8 seasons in a row (as near guaranteed as you can get). All that patronising Liverpudlian bonhomie disappeared in an instant. The Scouse media mafia went into overdrive. Aldridge, Barnes, McAteer, Fowler, Murphy, etc etc, were on fucking speed dial every day for weeks on Talkshite, slagging the kid off (all about the money, poorly advised, youngsters don’t get a chance at City, should have continued his development under Rodgers, disrespectful, ungrateful, all that’s wrong with the modern game, and so on and so on) and it was the same in the print press. They turned Sterling into a figure of hate, nationally. It was his fault we lost the Euros, scapegoated on the front page of the Sun for having blingy taps - in a house he bought for his mum - he eats at Gregg’s, he’s got a Michael Jackson themed room, he bought a house near a dogging site, his photo used gratuitously in a story about footballers mixing with drug dealers, anything and everything in fact to try and make him look like a nouveau riche vulgarian with more money than sense and to pile pressure on him at grounds all over the country, to make him fail purely in order to vindicate Liverpool’s self imagined position as founder members of the footballing aristocracy. Stuck in a time warp, anyone and everyone connected with Liverpool FC simply could not cope with the notion of there being better options available to modern players than walking under the “This is Anfield” sign. The result? Outrage and spite by the bucketload.
You ever read John Aldridge’s column in the Irish Independent? You fucking should. The levels of ignorance and bitterness about City regularly displayed therein are fucking comical - even allowing for the clickbait nature of modern journalism. Oil money, sovereign wealth behind us - one of the most meaningless phrases out there - no history, dodgy Arab deals to “get around” FFP (even though we’re the most scrutinised club in Europe and every FFP amendment is made purely to try and derail us), and blah, blah, blah. He’s like a living distillation of every Liverpool fan I’ve met since the takeover, churning out the same false, poisonous, rhetoric. Self-entitled to the point of parody. Newsflash. It’s 28 years since you won the league, and your “fantastic European pedigree”, that gets referenced non-stop, amounts to this. 1 European trophy in 34 years (unless you want to chuck in winning the Thursday Night Loser’s Cup in 2010, and it’s probably best not to). It’s not 1983 anymore. It’s 2018. Yeh, we needed a huge initial splurge of cash to achieve what we have in the last 9 years, but courtesy of the Chimps League having been turned into a cartel with a self-perpetuating seedings system and huge prize money, it was the only way to break the hegemony, and in doing so we were just doing what virtually all successful dynasties in football have done since the days of Shankly, Busby, Mercer, Revie and Clough, namely wielding our financial clout. Danny Friszman did it for Arsenal, the rags broke the British transfer record something like 6 times in Taggart’s first 5 years at the club, Matthew Harding and Roman the Rouble funded a Chelsea team that had hitherto won 1 league title and 1 FA Cup in over 100 years of trying, and yet when we did it there was uproar.
When you had your Hillsborough anniversary, we rightly stood in respectful silence. We got our coaches bricked as a thank you. As it goes I think you’ll beat us in the QF’s, not cos you’re better than us, not because you have some magical European power (which the press will drone on about afterwards anyway, til everyone pukes), but purely and simply because the way Guardiola’s teams play make them tailor made for Klopp’s maniacal press. You want to beat Liverpool, you can do it easily by emulating the rags. Sit deep, deny space, counter quickly. City unfortunately won’t play that way and your chances of winning what is unquestionably your cup final will be greatly enhanced as a consequence. Oh, and bearing in mind all of the above, if you’re sitting in the City end, you might want to keep your head down, cos the days of “my enemies enemy is my friend” are long gone.
Like this bilious shite perhaps?
https://www.independent.ie/sport/so...matched-pep-guardiolas-man-city-36450945.html