Shut Up, Numpties

May 8, 2009 – 8:02 am by McD

Okay, maybe not everyone, but the title is still apropos (of doors) given the Blues’ reaction to losing to Barcelona on a 93rd minute away goal. It’s been two days since the match and Chelsea’s players are still all in the press talking about how the official didn’t give them enough decisions and how they got screwed blah blah blah blah. Didier Drogba might even get suspended for accosting the official as he ran off the field at the end of the match.

But I don’t mind a little complaining about the refs in sports. Hell, it’s what we DO in American sports. The San Antonio Spurs have practically made an art form of crowding three guys around an official and complaining loudly about even the most meaningless calls like the female dogs they are. But Chelsea’s players’, especially Frank Lampard, reasoning as to how they got screwed is truly pathetic. A sampling:

“We were trying to get to the final, and when that gets taken away you get passionate about it.”

Uh, no Frank, it wasn’t “taken away,” you LOST because YOUR TEAM fucked up AT HOME in the last couple of minutes of the match when all you had to do was play defense, you fucking baby.

“I tried to ask the question of the referee. One decision, maybe you don’t get it, two maybe. Three, four or five then it’s just not possible you don’t get them.”

Yes, yes it is possible you don’t get them. That’s the whole point of officiating in the first place. There’s no rule that says some preening, whining Chelsea fucktard players deserve to get calls just because they’re on the field. That’s called a quota. You know who else had quotas? The Nazis. Do you want to be like the Nazis, Frank Lampard?

Look, whether or not the calls should have gone Chelski’s way (especially that handball in the box…yeesh), it’s still no excuse for this team to try to blame the officials when the team itself completely, totally, and utterly choked in their home stadium. That’s how sports goes sometimes, you pansies. This is the post-match equivalent of pretending to be injured on the pitch after not getting a call, not that Chelsea players would know anything about that, Didier Drogba.

Newcastle is about to get relegated and I have to read about this shit? Fuck that. “Oooooh poor us, we only made the semi-final of the Champions’ League, with our super-expensive roster and thousands of poseur fans, the year after we made the final and fucked up in PK’s against Manchester United.”

Face it, guys, you aren’t clutch, your club sucks, your owner may or may not be the bad guy from a James Bond movie, and you have Didier Drogba. So fuck Chelsea, fuck Ballack, fuck Lampard, fuck Sunderland, fuck Drogba, War OJ finding the real killers while he’s in jail. I’m out.

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  1. 3 Responses to “Shut Up, Numpties”

  2. As a Gooner, I have only one thing to say, “Rack him.”

    By Booter on May 8, 2009

  3. That handball no-call was pretty weak, but I could not agree more with what you are saying here. Fuck Chelsea.

    By Sean on May 8, 2009

  4. Drogba: “Thinner!”

    By gallier on May 10, 2009

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