KentBlue
Well-Known Member
By the law of averages there has to be at least one rag fan out there who can see what is happening. The Glazers aren't going anywhere: they are on to a good thing, syphoning money from the club to keep their overseas interests afloat. Face it, rag fans - you're fucked.
And all the while you glance around that decrepit, bomb site of a football stadium, that relic from a bygone era, that mausoleum of mediocrity, think back to how that scowling, bullying Govan despot sold you down the river just to save face. Search for 'Rock of Gibraltar' on Wikipedia and re-live the moment Kim-Jong-Pisscan told his media lackeys that 'the Glazers would be good for the club' and how you all bought into it.
You were -and still are- narrow-minded and gullible, incapable of independent thought: you welcomed the Americans in because you thought it meant your loathsome club would have it's name etched onto every major footballing trophy there is, year in year out.
Hasn't quite worked out like that, has it?
So whilst you sit in that semi-abandoned, derelict graveyard where you play your home games, think about us at the top of the league, with one of Europe's finest football stadiums, with the word's greatest football coach and the absolute crème de la crème of the finest players in the universe. Think of the silky, free-flowing football we play on our manicured grass, think of the likes of KDB, Haaland, Alvarez etc dismantling opposition defences with the precision of a Harley Street surgeon.
And all because an insecure, childish, elderly Glaswegian didn't get his way after a dispute over a race horse.
And all the while you glance around that decrepit, bomb site of a football stadium, that relic from a bygone era, that mausoleum of mediocrity, think back to how that scowling, bullying Govan despot sold you down the river just to save face. Search for 'Rock of Gibraltar' on Wikipedia and re-live the moment Kim-Jong-Pisscan told his media lackeys that 'the Glazers would be good for the club' and how you all bought into it.
You were -and still are- narrow-minded and gullible, incapable of independent thought: you welcomed the Americans in because you thought it meant your loathsome club would have it's name etched onto every major footballing trophy there is, year in year out.
Hasn't quite worked out like that, has it?
So whilst you sit in that semi-abandoned, derelict graveyard where you play your home games, think about us at the top of the league, with one of Europe's finest football stadiums, with the word's greatest football coach and the absolute crème de la crème of the finest players in the universe. Think of the silky, free-flowing football we play on our manicured grass, think of the likes of KDB, Haaland, Alvarez etc dismantling opposition defences with the precision of a Harley Street surgeon.
And all because an insecure, childish, elderly Glaswegian didn't get his way after a dispute over a race horse.
