The issue: I don't see the logic in the whining and complaints (not even from Arsenal fans, mind you) that Robin Van Persie has gone all insta-hero on the red side of Manchester.
RVP signed for close to 25 MILLION pounds. And we can't go a little crazy because the guy's proving that he's worth the money? I'm not suggesting we tear down the 2OLEGEND* banner on the Stretford End and plaster v. Persie's face across the stand just yet, but 4 goals in 3 matches INCLUDING a hattrick to pull us out of the fire against Southampton? I'd call that a bloody good start.
But I must be missing something important because a handful of people seem to think that we ought to ease Van Persie's transition into the club by pelting him with eggs or something.
Did Chelsea boo Torres when he joined them from Liverpool? Did the Citizens rain rotting produce on Tevez as he ran around in sky blue after only just recently ditching red? I think not!
(Correct me if I'm wrong though, flying eggs and vegetables would be quite entertaining.)
I understand that football comes hand in hand with friendly banter and, more often than not, not so friendly banter. And that's cool y'know. You are entitled to your opinion. You sing your songs, we'll sing ours. We'll bitch about the hordes of players that joined you for cash, and you can counter with the shitloads that we're paying our players. Touche.
But as a fan, I speak from experience when I say that football is much like Saurons Ring.
It's pretty and it's magical, but it can also make you a horrible person.
Y'see what I mean?
And what I'm trying to get at in this unfortunately long winded manner, is do us all a favour and go be a horrible person in private.
As for Van Persie... I say take a bow, good ser. And welcome to Manchester. We promise we wont pelt you with eggs.
nk
*Ole Solskjaer, you will always be my hero.
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