The fans, like me and my sons, squeeze our income, make sacrifices, infuriate our spouses, manipulate our work commitments, travel hundreds and thousands of miles at our own expense, endure fatigue and sleep deprivation, get ripped off (bottle of warm beer 500ml at £3.60 at Millwall last night), get treated like aliens intent on destroying the planet (ditto Millwall last night), endure uneducated mumbling of meaningless cliches or total silence when we need information, get snarled at by coppers with hate in their eyes while the opposition fans throw bottles at our players on the pitch, endure ridicule and mockery from other so called football watchers (I will not call them fans because they are not) and give up the chances to do other more rewarding and pleasurable things with our lives -ALL OF THIS in order to support the lifestyle of a goalkeeper on more money for a week than most of the supporters earn in two years, who cannot even keep goal kicks in the field of play and whose answer to repeatedly kicking the ball into touch and conceding possession is to hold up the palms of his hands and then proceed to do the same thing five minutes later. And players who clearly do not care if we lose, who lack fight, who lack technique, who lack self discipline, who lack composure, who lack mental strength, who lack love of their club, who lack team spirit, who lack pride, who will not communicate with each other, who will not or cannot be coached into the elimination of glaring errors in their individual and collective organization on the field, with a manager who makes Alex McLeish looks competent - all of whom as I write this are yawning and stretching themselves and wondering how they are going to spend some money today and which nightclubs they are going to grace tonight.
There really has to be an end to this "get behind the lads" and "get behind the kids" and "get behind the manager" nonsense. The players and the manager and the support staff are all professionals. They are not children. They are not part timers. They are not amateurs or volunteers giving up their free time to make it possible for some young men to enjoy a game of football. They are professionals and they are very well paid. They live in fabulous homes, they drive fabulous cars, the have exciting lifestyles of travel, glamour, money and celebrity.The fans, like me and my sons, squeeze our income, make sacrifices, infuriate our spouses, manipulate our work commitments, travel hundreds and thousands of miles at our own expense, endure fatigue and sleep deprivation, get ripped off (bottle of warm beer 500ml at £3.60 at Millwall last night), get treated like aliens intent on destroying the planet (ditto Millwall last night), endure uneducated mumbling of meaningless cliches or total silence when we need information, get snarled at by coppers with hate in their eyes while the opposition fans throw bottles at our players on the pitch, endure ridicule and mockery from other so called football watchers (I will not call them fans because they are not) and give up the chances to do other more rewarding and pleasurable things with our lives -ALL OF THIS in order to support the lifestyle of a goalkeeper on more money for a week than most of the supporters earn in two years, who cannot even keep goal kicks in the field of play and whose answer to repeatedly kicking the ball into touch and conceding possession is to hold up the palms of his hands and then proceed to do the same thing five minutes later. And players who clearly do not care if we lose, who lack fight, who lack technique, who lack self discipline, who lack composure, who lack mental strength, who lack love of their club, who lack team spirit, who lack pride, who will not communicate with each other, who will not or cannot be coached into the elimination of glaring errors in their individual and collective organization on the field, with a manager who makes Alex McLeish looks competent - all of whom as I write this are yawning and stretching themselves and wondering how they are going to spend some money today and which nightclubs they are going to grace tonight.You ask me to "get behind" that stinking mess?Anybody who does "get behind" the disgraceful shambles which is Aston Villa FC, and not demand a complete and total reality check from the very top of the club down, is, in my opinion as culpable and as guilty and as weak minded as the owner, the CEO, the manager and the squad. The club needs to be purged but it is only going to happen when we are on the brink of relegation to League 1 and guess when that day comes who the people in power on bloated salaries at Villa Park will turn to for the inspiration to rebuild the club? You've got it. The fans.
Quote from: brian green on January 26, 2013, 09:44:35 AMThere really has to be an end to this "get behind the lads" and "get behind the kids" and "get behind the manager" nonsense. The players and the manager and the support staff are all professionals. They are not children. They are not part timers. They are not amateurs or volunteers giving up their free time to make it possible for some young men to enjoy a game of football. They are professionals and they are very well paid. They live in fabulous homes, they drive fabulous cars, the have exciting lifestyles of travel, glamour, money and celebrity.The fans, like me and my sons, squeeze our income, make sacrifices, infuriate our spouses, manipulate our work commitments, travel hundreds and thousands of miles at our own expense, endure fatigue and sleep deprivation, get ripped off (bottle of warm beer 500ml at £3.60 at Millwall last night), get treated like aliens intent on destroying the planet (ditto Millwall last night), endure uneducated mumbling of meaningless cliches or total silence when we need information, get snarled at by coppers with hate in their eyes while the opposition fans throw bottles at our players on the pitch, endure ridicule and mockery from other so called football watchers (I will not call them fans because they are not) and give up the chances to do other more rewarding and pleasurable things with our lives -ALL OF THIS in order to support the lifestyle of a goalkeeper on more money for a week than most of the supporters earn in two years, who cannot even keep goal kicks in the field of play and whose answer to repeatedly kicking the ball into touch and conceding possession is to hold up the palms of his hands and then proceed to do the same thing five minutes later. And players who clearly do not care if we lose, who lack fight, who lack technique, who lack self discipline, who lack composure, who lack mental strength, who lack love of their club, who lack team spirit, who lack pride, who will not communicate with each other, who will not or cannot be coached into the elimination of glaring errors in their individual and collective organization on the field, with a manager who makes Alex McLeish looks competent - all of whom as I write this are yawning and stretching themselves and wondering how they are going to spend some money today and which nightclubs they are going to grace tonight.You ask me to "get behind" that stinking mess?Anybody who does "get behind" the disgraceful shambles which is Aston Villa FC, and not demand a complete and total reality check from the very top of the club down, is, in my opinion as culpable and as guilty and as weak minded as the owner, the CEO, the manager and the squad. The club needs to be purged but it is only going to happen when we are on the brink of relegation to League 1 and guess when that day comes who the people in power on bloated salaries at Villa Park will turn to for the inspiration to rebuild the club? You've got it. The fans.Excellent.
Quote from: Legion on January 26, 2013, 10:31:10 AMQuote from: brian green on January 26, 2013, 09:44:35 AMThere really has to be an end to this "get behind the lads" and "get behind the kids" and "get behind the manager" nonsense. The players and the manager and the support staff are all professionals. They are not children. They are not part timers. They are not amateurs or volunteers giving up their free time to make it possible for some young men to enjoy a game of football. They are professionals and they are very well paid. They live in fabulous homes, they drive fabulous cars, the have exciting lifestyles of travel, glamour, money and celebrity.The fans, like me and my sons, squeeze our income, make sacrifices, infuriate our spouses, manipulate our work commitments, travel hundreds and thousands of miles at our own expense, endure fatigue and sleep deprivation, get ripped off (bottle of warm beer 500ml at £3.60 at Millwall last night), get treated like aliens intent on destroying the planet (ditto Millwall last night), endure uneducated mumbling of meaningless cliches or total silence when we need information, get snarled at by coppers with hate in their eyes while the opposition fans throw bottles at our players on the pitch, endure ridicule and mockery from other so called football watchers (I will not call them fans because they are not) and give up the chances to do other more rewarding and pleasurable things with our lives -ALL OF THIS in order to support the lifestyle of a goalkeeper on more money for a week than most of the supporters earn in two years, who cannot even keep goal kicks in the field of play and whose answer to repeatedly kicking the ball into touch and conceding possession is to hold up the palms of his hands and then proceed to do the same thing five minutes later. And players who clearly do not care if we lose, who lack fight, who lack technique, who lack self discipline, who lack composure, who lack mental strength, who lack love of their club, who lack team spirit, who lack pride, who will not communicate with each other, who will not or cannot be coached into the elimination of glaring errors in their individual and collective organization on the field, with a manager who makes Alex McLeish looks competent - all of whom as I write this are yawning and stretching themselves and wondering how they are going to spend some money today and which nightclubs they are going to grace tonight.You ask me to "get behind" that stinking mess?Anybody who does "get behind" the disgraceful shambles which is Aston Villa FC, and not demand a complete and total reality check from the very top of the club down, is, in my opinion as culpable and as guilty and as weak minded as the owner, the CEO, the manager and the squad. The club needs to be purged but it is only going to happen when we are on the brink of relegation to League 1 and guess when that day comes who the people in power on bloated salaries at Villa Park will turn to for the inspiration to rebuild the club? You've got it. The fans.Excellent.100%. Post of the week.
Quote from: Legion on January 26, 2013, 10:31:10 AMQuote from: brian green on January 26, 2013, 09:44:35 AMThere really has to be an end to this "get behind the lads" and "get behind the kids" and "get behind the manager" nonsense. The players and the manager and the support staff are all professionals. They are not children. They are not part timers. They are not amateurs or volunteers giving up their free time to make it possible for some young men to enjoy a game of football. They are professionals and they are very well paid. They live in fabulous homes, they drive fabulous cars, the have exciting lifestyles of travel, glamour, money and celebrity.The fans, like me and my sons, squeeze our income, make sacrifices, infuriate our spouses, manipulate our work commitments, travel hundreds and thousands of miles at our own expense, endure fatigue and sleep deprivation, get ripped off (bottle of warm beer 500ml at £3.60 at Millwall last night), get treated like aliens intent on destroying the planet (ditto Millwall last night), endure uneducated mumbling of meaningless cliches or total silence when we need information, get snarled at by coppers with hate in their eyes while the opposition fans throw bottles at our players on the pitch, endure ridicule and mockery from other so called football watchers (I will not call them fans because they are not) and give up the chances to do other more rewarding and pleasurable things with our lives -ALL OF THIS in order to support the lifestyle of a goalkeeper on more money for a week than most of the supporters earn in two years, who cannot even keep goal kicks in the field of play and whose answer to repeatedly kicking the ball into touch and conceding possession is to hold up the palms of his hands and then proceed to do the same thing five minutes later. And players who clearly do not care if we lose, who lack fight, who lack technique, who lack self discipline, who lack composure, who lack mental strength, who lack love of their club, who lack team spirit, who lack pride, who will not communicate with each other, who will not or cannot be coached into the elimination of glaring errors in their individual and collective organization on the field, with a manager who makes Alex McLeish looks competent - all of whom as I write this are yawning and stretching themselves and wondering how they are going to spend some money today and which nightclubs they are going to grace tonight.You ask me to "get behind" that stinking mess?Anybody who does "get behind" the disgraceful shambles which is Aston Villa FC, and not demand a complete and total reality check from the very top of the club down, is, in my opinion as culpable and as guilty and as weak minded as the owner, the CEO, the manager and the squad. The club needs to be purged but it is only going to happen when we are on the brink of relegation to League 1 and guess when that day comes who the people in power on bloated salaries at Villa Park will turn to for the inspiration to rebuild the club? You've got it. The fans.Excellent.Superb post indeed Brian - just how bad does it have to get for some people?
Brian's post was great, but does everybody need to keep quoting it?
Brilliant post Brian.It needs to make its way to the "powers that be" at OUR club.
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/sport/football/article-2268465/Millwall-2-Aston-Villa-1-Lions-Cup-glory-overshadowed-bottle-shame.htmlSome good pictures of the bottle throwing on here.