March 5th, 2008

On me ‘ead, son

Posted in Not the Job by 200

Footballers. Living proof, if any were required, that simply having huge amounts of money doesn’t make it any more likely that you’ve got more than one functioning brain cell.

Take Everton star, Tim Cahill, who scored against Portsmouth at the weekend. His goal-line celebration  consisted of a tribute to his brother who happens to be serving a six-year sentence for partially blinding a man in an unprovoked attack during which he kicked Christopher Stapley twice in the head after taking a run-up at him.

Cahill pretended to be in handcuffs after scoring the goal on Sunday in honour of his jailed brother.

With the youth of today going to hell in a handcart & a generation lost to avarice, selfishness & the me, me, me ethic, is this really the type of person we want to hold up as a role model?

Come to that, are footballers in general the kind of people we want our innocent impressionable youngsters looking up to? They are the most dishonest of all sportsmen playing a game which is almost based on cheating in order to win. They fall over at the drop of a hat, writhing in agony until the decision goes their way whereupon they rise faster than Lazarus on speed.

Bunch of overpaid, cheating, prima donnas, the lot of ‘em.

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6 comments

  1. mancmonkey says:

    Very well said sir!

    March 5th, 2008 at 07:54

  2. Tannage says:

    /signed!

    I simply cannot understand the general obsession with dysfunction that seems to pervade society today

    March 5th, 2008 at 10:16

  3. Emma says:

    Excellent post 200 and how alarmingly true..x

    March 5th, 2008 at 22:12

  4. John says:

    What a douche. Footballers. Can’t stand ‘em.

    March 6th, 2008 at 01:56

  5. flats says:

    If i were the managers I´ll put ´em taking out coal from mines…cheers

    March 6th, 2008 at 13:44

  6. Kate says:

    As a member of said generation, can I jsut say that absolutely agree? Why should people who happen to be able to aim a ball at a goal, and appear to have no other redeeming features, get paid squillions. And yet social services have to make do. Does that seem right?

    I think every generation ever has been ‘going to hell in a handbasket’. So maybe my generation has it’s own particularly annoying traits, but that doesn’t mean that we all share them – or that some of us aren’t disgusted by them. I couldn’t have less in common with many people my age, having no interest in getting smashed every weekend and generally ebing an idiot. But I also know for a fact that there are many people my age exactly like me in this respect.

    March 19th, 2008 at 03:13

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