“Why feel sad for them? They've got their hooked claws on something I've not seen our club lift since I was a child, and have been waiting ever since to see us do it again. run our season back, and 100 out of 100 seasons we win it, and win it comfortably with 97 points, but here these absolute shower of c*nts are, bending the rules around them so they can buy their way to something that's breaking the hearts of many a supporter of this club to see us lift. We get 97 fucking points and it gets us second. Second is nowhere. It's nothing. How is that even possible? Some people have been waiting their entire existence and have never seen us win the league, we get to what is regarded, as I say, 100 out of 100 times, a guarantee to lift the thing, and yet here we are. I can't compute that. I can't bring myself to give them cheating, plastic, league ruining scumbags any kind of small credit whatsoever. If that makes me a bitter person, then fuck it, I'm bitter. But I'm justified in it. The thought of us improving again (how, how can that even be possible when you lose once?) and losing out again, because these wankers will drop another half a billion to strengthen is galling. I'm sorry, but I just can't find a silver lining in any of this. I'm fucking gutted, but more than that, angry”
Job done I’d say -) -)-)-)
