you know, i sometimes question myself why i get so fucking pissed when arsenal loses. I haven got an answer, even till now. Emotions can be one hell of a drug, i say.
4-2 to man city and i am not taking the defeat very well, to say the least. A better description would be i feel like i just lost a lottery ticket which won 10 million bucks and i got so pissed off i kick a guy, only to find out hes a cop and get thrown to a gay prison and get fucked 10 times over. From the back.
Its not a good description but i really am pissed. So pissed that i have jus thrown my pencil out of the window.
ok, i did not. I just wanna make a lousy joke to make myself smile.
After 17 years of life, i just found out, surprise surprise, i dont take defeats very nicely. Wenger's mentality of 'show me a good loser and i'll show you a loser' is so embedded in my brain its harmful. Lets break down reasons on why arsenal lost the game:
1. The micah richards goal was a total one in a million chance. Even god of fortune cant make a ball bounce off the post, back to the keeper, den score. But micah did it. asshole.
2. The second goal was bad defending. Song, brilliant for the past few wks, suddenly turned into a 6 y-o defender and allowed mica..., sorry, asshole into the penalty area and pass to the man who should have stayed as a construction worker forever, bellamy to hit it home. It was a fierce strike but it was so fucking straight, i cant help but wonder if lehmann would have saved it.
3. Diaby. Hes an interesting character. He has those feet which can make maradona go wild. Those strides which can rival usain bolt but a footballing brain so small that even a shark (which FYI has the smallest brain ever) would be ashamed of. There are too many moments of 'turning past 4 defenders with a wonderful piece of skill and pass the ball into the corner flag with no real pressure'. I love diaby, i just hope his footballing sense would improve a bit.
4. adebayor. enough said. The greatest shitface of all time, the grand daddy of them all, scoring a goal is enough to make me switch off the tv. I can barely stay on to watch the celebration.
I am writing all this just minutes after the match. It shouldnt be the case. Give me a few more hours and i am sure the expletives would be non-existant.
But i have to sleep. For now, fuck man city and fuck the football.
did i mention F you adebayor?
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