This is chapgpt with that prompt
alright mate here’s the deal innit, Manchester City. the so-called “football club,” yeah? but really it’s just a big cash machine run by some oil lads with pockets deeper than the Mariana Trench. they’ve got more money than sense, innit. like, how’s a club that couldn’t fill Maine Road suddenly buyin’ players like they’re pickin’ up milk at Tesco?
used to be no one cared about city, right, just that club down the road from united, their “noisy neighbours” or whatever Fergie said. now it’s all “oh look at city, they play the best football, Pep this, Haaland that.” yeah mate, ‘course they’re good, they’ve got like 400 million quid sittin’ on the bench.
and don’t get me started on the fans. you’ve got the old ones who are like, “I was there when we were in league two, mate,” and the new ones who think city’s been good since the dawn of time. nah, mate, you was nobodies before 2008. everyone knows that.
but yeah, city, they win trophies now, innit. congrats on buyin’ the treble last year or whatever. enjoy it while you can, cos when the oil runs out, you’re back to fighting for midtable. history? nah mate, you can’t buy that. keep polshin’ them empty Etihad seats tho.
anyway, up the reds or the toffees or whoever you support, just not them. cheers.
I should be a journalist.