My thoughts on a night at highbury...
What can we say about a trip to highbury on a cold and wet march evening....
A night that disgraced football on so many levels, a night that disgraced italian football and a night that disgraced our beloved Juventus...
A night for which after around 30 years of following my team, years of sadness, joy and euphoria in equal amounts.. a process that has taken me around the globe from italy to japan to the US to the UK and so many wonderful places along the way, Through loss and heartbreak, to emotions beyond description... But on this night we feel something, never touched on before... Embarassment
A night that saw a coach and 11 players Disgrace Juventus FC, Disgrace Italian football, Disgrace the Champions league and for that matter Football as a whole... A joke, a fucking laughing stock... and too make it worse a coach and 11 players who didnt even have the balls to admit it.. a group that felt the need to blame other factors, be that the ref or such bullshit as their opponents being fresher... Blah , blah , blah... Grow a spine you fucking losers... Admit your mistakes and show some fucking passion and make up to the millions you have let down and disgraced on this evening, with a proper performance next week... Is so hard to play with passion? Is it so hard to play for us , the fans , the ones that pay your fucking ridiculous salaries... Us the ones who trapse around following you cunts... Us the ones that give you unquestionable support and loyalty beyond your playboy pea fucking brains could ever understand... Stand up and be counted... show us why we love you !!.. Is that really too much to bloody ask ??
However the first disgrace of the occasion has to fall to our wonderful host... the organisation of Dial... You are all fucking wankers in the extreme...
An organisation that screwed us the moment this match was announced with your pathetic and frankly childish and petty ticket allocation...
An organisation that decided to hold us out in the wet for a ridiculous amount of time with over the top searches and actually causing many Juve fans to miss the start of the game even though many of those were there an hour or so before kick off...
An organisation that hires stewards who antagonise the away fans ... Stewards who but for intervention from a certain couple of sensible juventinos would have set the stand alight with violence... Dumb Fucks !!
Then we look to their fans... Fuck me... they call that passion... the library lives up to its name yet again... Ive heard more noise in a fucking morgue... Absolutely pathetic support... deadly quiet then a rash of abuse and a strike of life once they have a 2 goal lead and know they cant be beaten... A joke in the extreme...
Why is that ??
I'll tell you why... you stroll around the ground and in pubs through house windows etc you will hear singing , you will hear passion... Passion of real fans... fans that would give their left testicle for jus one game a season within those walls, fans that love their club... Fans that are robbed by these parasitic thieves who take others rightful places in the stands and suck the passion and love out of our sport due to their preferential treatmenmt... Bring back the real fans... Give our sport back, you fucking low lifes...
To be continued...