Appologies before I start, I appreciate this is a very well versed and previously well covered subject, but it still fucking wrangles me everytime I sit down to watch us give some unfortunate opposition team a massive lesson on how to rule the World of Football within 5 years, on the box. And even now with our currently absolutely glorious and talented bunch of sublimely gifted players, I have to sit there and endure a sickeningly and malicious commentary, usually by two fucking has beens who probably never progressed any further than the championship or scotish leagues, have a handfull of caps playing for Wales or Ireland between them, and have the significant though obvious handicap of a galic speech impediment, racehorse blinkers strapped to their faces, aircraft carrier standard ear muffs, and welders goggles to boot, who then go on to spout line after line from some sort of John Motson Manchester United propoganda promotional bible.
The bias is just absolutely unfuckingbelievable!
Not just the odd time, but every second, every decision, every tackle, every pass, if there's anything that can be twisted or spun with some negativity about us or our shortcomings they never fail to churn out their poisonous and bitter bile towards our players and staff.
I know that deep down it doesn't actually matter and that I should just be over the fucking moon (which don't get me wrong, I am) that we are so very, very fortunate to be the supporters of the Greatest Football Club in the World, but the thing is I can't just ignore it, and it's hard enough to get to sleep with the wifes snoring, but these fuckers leave me wanting to strangle someone!
I know I shouldn't allow it to wind me up but anything said against our proud and decent Club is like a personal insult to me and the fact it's all so fucking obviously bent just pisses me of to some tune.
Rant over, Blue Tinted Specs off for tonight and time for bed soon.