Monday, 08 September 08, 06:11 PM · Comments(3)
I've learnt some things in the last few days... One is that (and spare me with your 'wait to see what's coming' optimists) England are never going to win a fuckin' major trophy as long as I live, second is that the standard of the bloggers on OleOle is bloody magnificent, and third is that my pessimism for the English game seems to be shared by a number of them. Now I know this blog is all about the naughtiest bits of football - and it is... Just look at the tits on Gary Linekar's missus below (ouch), but we are going to cover more serious issues in the sport too. Namely when the clowns at the FA fuck up and say... Hire Steve McLaren or dock Luton 30 points...
This time though, it's the state of the British game as a whole that is concerning me, and notably the inflation of ticket prices, wages in the game and the loss of football to the common man. Even to go to my beloved Coventry now at the sanitised husk that is the Ricoh Arena costs 23 quid minimum. And that's nothing in terms of the big boys, who are charging upwards of sixty sheets a time. Now of course, I'm preaching to people who know eactly what the situation is - the people who turn up week in, week out to support their side - and who cares if the players are giving their all...
Well actually I do.
Harry Hotspur, via Red and White Kop forum, takes up the story (of which there is a lot eorth reading on his blog) "Why does it cost £6.50 to sit behind the goal at the San Siro to see AC Milan, £9.50 to see Bayern Munich, but it is £40 minimum to go and watch Chelsea? Funny how both Italy and Germany have reached more finals since the turn of the Millennium than England have in over 40 years as well isn’t it?
Why do policemen and firefighters earn roughly £25,500 a year when Wayne Rooney – thicker than a dockers’ butty – earns £1,670 a Premier League MINUTE!! The sad thing is people don’t even bat an eyelid to this anymore. It’s become accepted and whether it’s nancy-boy Ronaldo whoring himself out to Real Madrid for more money or Joey Barton being welcomed out of prison with open arms by his new manager, I don’t know. But I’m quickly falling out of love with the game. This summer - in the break after a season of off-field tussles and political statements being published every second in the media - has just seemed to highlight the negatives so much so that I have to squint to see the positives."
And if that's how people are starting to feel across the country - then we have undoubtedly reached a difficult situation. Of course the Premiership big boys will be alright (probably fuck off and join some super league in America, leaving their old, passionate fans behind in favour of far more affluent ones) - but for the rest of us, with the real threat of club closures looming all over England, how long will it be at this rate before football implodes, fans no longer put up with hideous ticket prices and move elsewhere? Or am I and the rest of them just a whinging bastard?
Hmmm... Anyway - about those tits! Waaaaaaaaaaay
The EPL is becoming the Disneyland for rich folk wie an interest in football. It will attract all the clowns and fakers that big money does.
Great blog.
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well said.bravo,what i feel the same you have expressed.ther are lots to be said about those mercenery players,but its impossible to describe all.even thousands of pages cannot hold it
Yes indeed... And here's hoping that we don't lose the sentiments of football for ever to those money-grabbing players. I think that there's still plenty of heart and passion in football, and it will ever continue...
You're right though - there's plenty to be said on this issue!