Def_II_Royalz
Star Player
Back in the day, you spent your hard earned pounds and went to a match and you knew full well you'd spend 90 minutes in the company of human error, whether that be Fletch spooning a volley over the North Stand from 5 yds out,or the lino flagging offside for a goal that was blatantly onside. And that was part of the pageantry. If the players or the officials or the manager let you down, you were there in person to give full voice to it and you gave your consent to be exposed to the injustice and/or the ineptitude.
This though, I don't give my consent to.
I don't give my consent to having the game I love wrest away from me by some faceless cnut in a portacabin full of televisions who acts as the eyes of god, growing ever wider as my slice of the world burns down in front of them.
Fcuk it. All of it. This isn't football.
It's fcuking bollox and we all know it.
This though, I don't give my consent to.
I don't give my consent to having the game I love wrest away from me by some faceless cnut in a portacabin full of televisions who acts as the eyes of god, growing ever wider as my slice of the world burns down in front of them.
Fcuk it. All of it. This isn't football.
It's fcuking bollox and we all know it.