While Falcao and Lionel Messi continue to impress, football is starting to really anger me. Yes, as a rubbernecker of the beautiful game, it’s someone like me that is supposed to purposefully produce content that happily focus on the positives.
But no, not me. Football is starting to annoy me. Footballers are annoying me. But, perhaps worst of all, it’s fans that are beginning to really get my gripe. I’ve never had a special place in my heart for players of the game, unless it’s Zlatan Ibrahimovic of course, but even my irrational hatred for Paul McShane has been overshadowed.
It’s been stemming for some time now, but the actions of a few during the Manchester derby really pushed me over the edge. Seeing a coin strike Manchester United’s Rio Ferdinand was the worst of it and has now seen Gordon Taylor discuss the possibility of introducing netting around the goals to prevent such incidents.
Then of course there was the Manchester City fan dressed as a V Festival attendee attempt to confront the veteran England defender, only to be stopped in his tracks by Joe Hart and his distinct lack of mittens.
The further talk of racism and anti-Semitic abuse and it’s left me a blithering wreck with my head on my laptop keyboard. My message is ultimately to ask fans to stop being nincombpoop’s in order to pull football out of its current rut. I mean, please? It really isn’t that hard.