27/1/2004

Players disgrace the badge

Can you believe how bad things are? The Directors, creditors, players, agents, PFA Officials and erstwhile financial saviours are obsessed with going through the shroud of Leeds United plc, in case they missed a penny. Meanwhile they have all forgotten the one thing that really matters... the fans. That's right. HELLO PEOPLE! Remember us? We're the mugs who bought season tickets and had to watch the players we paid to see play for Newcastle, Man City, Newcastle (hmm, there's a pattern there). We're the mugs trying to raise money to save the club from £150 take home pay whilst players on £65,000 a week won't defer 30% of their pay. We're the mugs who love Leeds United and cheer on any old mercernary who makes a brief stop along the way to fill their bank account as long as they wear the White shirt with ersatz pride. We're the mugs that saw the criminally incompetent Captains of Industry run the club into the ground then walk away with a further £300,000 of our money and say "we lived a dream, I wouldn't do anything different"!
Time to bite back. Let the players know just how you feel. After all, you've supported them and sympathised with them for over two years whilst they've failed to deliver the Champions League they were paid to produce. Let them know how ordinary people feel about their ripping off of YOU and the club. YOU support LEEDS UNITED, THE CLUB, blindly, not whatever over-paid dross deigns to pull on the shirt. THEY have to EARN your support, starting NOW! Once the players feel your wrath you can be sure the others will rapidly dive for cover in total shock and the realisation that if they lose the fans the club is worthless. Yes, worthless. And all the previously mentioned pigs with their snout (and both front trotters) in the Elland Road trough will get a sudden, immediate, bowel loosening shock when they realise they have lost it all. Every penny, not just 30%.
The club can only pay of its debts if it has supporters; if they decide to boycott then its income dries up immediately and then it's every financial man for himself as the creditors pull-up the drawbridge (see Wimbledon, Trevor if you think I'm taking the piss).
Not a pretty sight but we'll all have a last laugh as we watch the over-paid throw the women and children and each other overboard in an attempt to get to the front of the pay-out queue. Frankly I hope it is true that the players can't afford to defer their wages. It'll be more satisfying knowing their little bit of Paradise has been shit upon from on high. Maybe a few wives will have to trade down the Merc for Jeep Cherokee?
DON'T HOLD BACK, TELL THE PLAYERS THAT ENOUGH IS ENOUGH, NOW!

MEANWHILE, GET THE YOUTH TEAM PLAYING THE FIRST TEAM GAMES, I DO NOT WISH TO SEE THE WONDERFUL WHITE SHIRT OF THE REVIE ERA BEING FURTHER FOULED BY THIS BUNCH OF GREEDY, SELFISH, INCOMPETENTS.