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Luis Suarez: 21 Game Ban And Counting

When I first heard the verdict from the FA on the Luis Suarez biting incident I must admit I was incandescent with rage. A 10 game suspension for biting Branislav Ivanovic particularly when the offence violent conduct is a three match ban, so not double or treble the punishment, seemingly one of the most despicable acts ever – according to the FA’s punishment.

Many have compared other notable episodes of wrong doing on the football field & rightly they have concluded that Suarez has indeed in comparison, been treated harshly. Suarez himself would only receive a ban of 8 games when found guilty of racially abusing Patrice Evra – By defining “biting” a far worse act than racism surely the powers and suits at the FA have only compounded the perception the public has of this outdated & out of touch archaic institution.


Once again this organisation has sanctimoniously stumbled as if inebriated on its own inconsistency, whilst seemingly unable to preside upon its own rules and regulations. How even before Suarez had the opportunity to belatedly offer some presumably lost in translation excuse for his behaviour, before he had thrown himself at the mercy of his accuses – The verdict was out. Interestingly Suarez behaviour would be likened to a small child in a playground – The FA however has mirrored such behaviour. It’s my rules, my game & my ball.

So my rage is with The Football Association and their ineptitude – Their attempts to contemporize football without the changing, can only be interpreted as complete failure. A modification of white men in grey suits, now morphed into snowy silvery men in taupe suits. Luis Suarez is 26 years old, having joined Liverpool in January 2011 at a time when he was serving a similar ban for the crime of – Biting an opponent and since that time Suarez has never been red carded, however, he has already been banned for 11 games in that small space of time. If this current ban is upheld this will mean 21 games that Suarez will have missed through bans. Totally unacceptable Luis.

The question whether this current sanction upon Suarez is right or wrong kind of pales into insignificance when you look at his overall disciplinary record. Some of the quite obvious anger we have for The FA should also be directed at; not just Suarez but the club itself. Liverpool have had ample opportunity to “Deal” with Suarez, instead seemingly waiting until the horse had well and truly bolted before any attempt to contain was made.

Support Suarez as much as you want & I have. What we cannot persist in doing in the face of such obvious facts – Is defend the indefensible. Petulance can’t continue to be ignored a quarrelsome tantrum throwing grown man cannot be excused any longer. Luis Suarez has let himself down, but more so he has continued to let both teammates and fans down, for me this is that line in the sand.

I need to use my haed more!

I need to use my head more!!!

We seem to find ourselves with only two emotions as regard Luis Suarez – Love, or mostly; rage. We love Suarez but rage against almost everyone who dares to criticise our number 7 – Referees, Man United fans, TV pundits, fellow managers, Evra, Ivanovic, little old ladies, it goes on and on as unrelenting our anger spills over. At the centre of this foreign universe full of our indignation lies the enigma that would be Luis Suarez.

In respect the biting incident has only added to some of the unsightly aspects of the genius footballers behavioural misdemeanours. Our own footballing bias having seen us constantly having to support issues that if others were guilty of committing we would jump up and down demanding footballing justice, imprisonment & death.

I feel rather saddened the way Liverpool supporters have found themselves acting lately, as belligerently we shout and scream with anger toward those we would have happily laughed with and toward. A humour lobotomy seems to have taken place as we constantly find ourselves on the back foot with a perverse protectionism having replaced our honourable socialisms.

The rage that the image of Evra biting a dismembered arm received was as good an example as I can find – We laughed at Robbie Fowler sniffing the white line, the Suarez dive at the feet of Moyes. Have we really lost our perspective our humour and replaced it with moral outrage.

It started with Rafa Benitez and now misguidedly replicated with Suarez in as opposing scenarios as are possible. Where Benitez would fight Allardyce & Ferguson alongside the Yanks and of course The Football Association – Suarez is fighting with himself against self-persecution and a perceived prejudice. He finds himself aided by fans also intent on disingenuously supporting his corner.

I genuinely hope the 10 game ban is reduced to what should be a fairer more inline punishment for such a stupidly comical crime, but I also hope to see Luis stop throwing his arms in the air after every occasion he finds himself challenged or when losing control of the ball. We all have to open our eyes to what we truly want from our heroes, what our expectations are, our honest assessment of footballers must return to Anfield & The Kop starting with our own men in red and one in particular in the number 7 shirt.

After all We Are Liverpool.

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Luis Suarez Bitten By Madness –

So once again Luis Suarez becomes embroiled in a drama all of his own making, and tryst like we are dutifully challenged to support our idol whilst not having our own morality brought into question. Is there any more hurt or damage Luis can do to the football club, will this seemingly never-ending saga “The Suarez Story” conclude with the villain departing these shores?

Let us for one moment take a step back in our footballing morality stance, and firstly state where I position myself on this latest controversy to surround Suarez – For me he is guilty of serious foul play and a quite despicable act, so therefore he must be punished and fined by both the club and those suits and protectors of our not so beautiful game – The F.A.

Every now and then in sport a moment of pure madness will thrust itself to the fore and with a sensationalised if sanitised media exposure, it soon becomes a far greater and much more extraordinary incident. Ever forgetful of our own failings we enable the passing of judgement like arbiters suddenly finding ourselves passing sentence.

Suarez goes a bit mad!

Suarez goes a bit mad!

Unfortunately our own prejudices leave us unable to avoid hypocrisy whilst blatantly subjective our opinion becomes flawed – That is the dilemma of the football fan. You are either independent in your assessment of Liverpool’s number 7 or you are an opposing football fan. Alternatively if you are not a football fan then a clouded social morality exists which does not take into account the intricacies of the sport.

Footballer bites footballer – Is the act itself any worse than the two-footed challenges that end careers?

I was far more concerned by the constant diving of Suarez and that whiney moaner attitude he possessed last season, and for part of the early season this campaign – That alienated me far more, than him biting an opponent ever will.

Footballers have responsibility to the fans especially the younger more impressionable children who hero-worship their idol, whilst copying his every move. God only knows how many kids will be bitten in Liverpool playgrounds this Monday dinner time.

As is the norm with these mountains from mole hills, everyone has opinion, usually the question of morality rises alongside highly opinionated former pros, however becoming ever forgetful of their own questionable acts, as they become compelled and obliged to pass comment.

Gary “whiter than white” Lineker suggesting that Suarez be struck of the list for Footballers Footballer of The Year to in some way set an example, to stop people biting people? Where does that kind of precedent stop then Gary? Quite happy for the award to go to a man who cheats on his wife and kids with his brother’s wife – Slightly different because nobody was bitten on a football field. For Gary and those who agree with the MOTD front man – There is a clue in who chooses the recipient of that award – Footballers themselves, surely if they are so disgusted by Suarez then we can assume they won’t vote for him.

Which moves me on to Sky’s coverage of the whole palaver – Thuggish behaviour of the type Suarez so exemplified with his choppers is a constant on Rugby fields around this and many other countries, indeed the world – Biting, kicking, stamping and attempting to pop your opponents eyes out, which get buried beneath the “man’s game” tagline all occur with hardly a murmur from the self -righteous Sky custodians – Whilst the smallest drama within football is met with reel after reel of constant footage like some macabre movie with outrage as its leading man.

Graeme Souness him of moustache fame and one of the hardest(dirtiest) footballers to ever disgrace a football field – Also a very good midfield general I might add. In Souness condemnation of Suarez he had the audacity to state “In this week more than any other” in reference to Hillsborough and the club remembering the 96 along with Hillsborough campaigner Anne Williams – As if Suarez bite could not have come at a worst time.

I will remind the uninitiated – Graeme Souness whilst Liverpool manager sold his personal story on his heart bypass operation to The Sun newspaper on the 3rd anniversary of the Hillsborough disaster. To disparage Luis Suarez with such a comment is the height of hypocrisy. Without even taking into account Graeme’s own misdemeanours on a football field he makes Suarez look positively saintly.

For those fans still intent on hanging Suarez out to dry, let us not forget Kung Fu kicks, career ending tackles, spitting incidents, head butts, diving and downright cheating. Memory loss occurs when we attempt to kick our footballing dogs as they die. We are all guilty of one commodity that of support, we support our team and its players sometimes in the face of a barrage of abuse. We don’t defend the indefensible – Blood is thicker than water, whilst footballers, well sometimes they are incredibly thick.

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Hillsborough 15th April 1989 “The Guilt That Lingers”.

In the 24 years that have passed since 15th April 1989 – At such a pace that it would seem like the interim years have somehow eluded me – I have ruminated about that fateful day on many occasions, reflected upon my ignorant, and at times unconscious thought toward the effect that it would have upon me as a young man, how ultimately it would change my perspective not only on football and Liverpool, but my life itself – How I would go on to deal with my experiences, and relate those back to that day.

I have only ever written about Hillsborough on two occasions in all those years, mainly defensive articles, predominantly in reply to those individuals who have taken it upon themselves to contemptuously deride the day itself – in magnification of printed words, or ramblings intent on riding on the back of rage fixated articles. A cacophony of lies have been twisted manipulated & repeated as if freedom of speech allowed such brutal banging of a delusional drum, extenuated by those protagonists responsible.

Liverpool people have constantly become targets from some hell-bent on portraying both supporters of the club, and residents of the city, with a media tar brush focused on painting them as constant victims – attention seeking that includes feigning and exaggerating both illness and its effect – in a pursuit of a sick-note from society.

"Emergency Services"

“Emergency Services”

I was 22 years old in April 1989, no longer a boy; unquestionably I was neither a man. I had no idea what I would become, like many young people of that age I had however convinced myself that I was indeed invincible, and could not care less where my life would lead me, or how I could facilitate the journey.

Bravado and self-confident I would stride through the mid-eighties –Fight with the police on picket lines, battle against Thatcher’s Britain -Obsessed with Alan Bleasdale. I purposely strode through my days carefree, fear having been abandon long since. I would assume a similar arrogance as my peers, believe nothing, and question everything. If my fingers could not touch it, feel it – Then surely it did not exist.

When I see images from Hillsborough, stills of people fighting for their last breath, negotiating broken bodies in mis-held belief that they were aiding Emergency Services, when fundamentally they had in fact taken over those jobs, whilst minutes away those employed to do that very job would be held back by those in power, unaware how their dereliction of duty would take over 20 years to come to light – To return and haunt them.

As I watched from my vantage point which hours earlier I had specifically located, credence that this very spot would be exactly where I would view my heroes progress toward Wembley as they would proficiently deliver silverware once again.

The scouse hijacked terrain amongst opposing fans where I would find myself, would indeed if for the wrong reasons be an incredible vantage point – Clearly we would see lifeless bodies who only moments earlier would struggle for their last gasping breath, laid out in some sort of macabre pageant for the deceased. In my mind I need not go so deep to envisage those sights once more.

I’m still not completely sure how my mind attempted to process images from that day – Dead bodies being carried & taken from where they had fallen, to be placed on dismantled advertising hoarding – used as stretchers. This would be the first time in my short life I would see someone dead or dying before my eyes, as crippling close as I could touch them. I’m not really sure that these words could do such an image justice.

I had only ever seen one dead person prior to Hillsborough – An old nun at my primary school she would be 70 or 80 years of age. This day I would see possibly 30 more, supposed lifeless bodies in the space of an hour – Middle aged men and women, interspersed would be the motionless bodies of children. I am at pain to call them Dead as we all now know this may not have been the case, and the thought that we were indeed witnessing children dying, is a horrific thought, quite haunting.

I would not lose my life at Hillsborough that day, nor would I lose blood relatives – For years I would feel guilty that I actually felt that I gained from that very experience, maybe a sick disturbing understanding of the true effects of that day. Down the years I have met people who in a sense “ dined out” on the fact they survived Hillsborough – I can say that, but not without  remorse, having at times being guilty of that myself – That is what we do as humans at times, am I sorry? Yes, most definitely. The immediate years after Hillsborough the trauma would have different compounding effect of people – Different types of people.

That is maybe the point, you can’t change how you were many years ago, but you can regretfully take a look back in an attempt to put that right, as such I feel answerable to myself . I am far from perfect, but when I talk about Justice For 96 strangers I went to a football match with some years ago – I mean that.

Justice For The 96 who perished.

Justice For The 96 who perished.

My brother said he had not seen me cry since I was 8 years old, I suppose I was just that kind of kid ,stronger than most – I would make up for it that day and subsequently over the next year with Images of Hillsborough seemingly on a constant rewind in my head and on my Television screen. I would never go back to Hillsborough after that day, and I believe I never will.

I don’t require a sick-note from society – I am not a victim of Hillsborough, I just happen to be someone amongst thousands of others that has a story to regale about that day – And I have also become tired at keeping that story to myself, and I refuse to feel guilty that my emotions or thoughts do not matter.

There are defining moments in all our lives, where uncontrollable instants will rocket you in a direction you were otherwise never to live through, some would call it fate possibly a destiny. I changed after that day, at times not for the better, I would find perspective through its very experience. Others will constantly promote a “Move On” mentality, usually those who believe they have the an understanding of Hillsborough having seen it on their TV screens over a constant of years, as repeated our shouts for Justice have gathered apace. They remain unaware that many of us did & have moved on, and that new journey took us fleet-footed toward justice and the truth, unbeknown this would not be as swift as anticipated.

I still question whether indeed we have had Justice, after all these years I have a distrust of a system which still seems intent on perpetuating its own agenda – Clearly the example in the canonising of Thatcher this last week, and how her many friends within the system have attempted to whitewash her role in the initial cover-up, and the subsequent years of lies coupled with deception on a grand scale.

We certainly are still to have TRUTH – the whole truth that is, and not this distortion of the guilty that still goes on, the protectionism of the few top brass lacking in integrity whilst intent on criminality, the full stop that has been placed on their crimes just before the point where they should be in a courtroom charged with manslaughter & fraud.

The 15th April should not however be about my rage – More so about remembering and honouring The 96 and those affected by their deaths.


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The Thatcher Years – A Legacy of Truths

The Thatcher Years – A Legacy of Truths

So in a week when Baroness Thatcher was to leave this mortal coil for a much warmer place, possibly with the irony of being heated by some foreign coal.

With suspicion I have listened to those supposed enemies of Thatcher both personal & political, as they have eulogised like collections of contrite children. How they seem unable to speak ill of the sleeping dog as it lay for its final time. Despondent like the many, I have raged. What on earth is wrong with these hypocrites as they hallucinate their hypocrisy seemingly forgetful within their haze?

Continually we have been re-educated in the history of “The Iron Lady” – Or if you watch the BBC we have been bullshitted with a rewrite and regaling of the tale to boot.

She was born the daughter of a grocer and from this impossible beginning she would become Britain’s first and last female Prime Minister – So no such lies there then, until of course you look slightly closer to her upbringing. Her father would own two greengrocers in 1920’s Britain with a middle class upbringing. The family was far from poor working class stock, hardworking most definitely but not the poor nurturing we are constantly fed by a media intent on deluding all about her legacy.

Margaret Thatcher’s finger prints will be found all over the Hillsborough cover-up – She would assume the position of judge and jury in her condemnation through her belief of false and malicious allegations. Football would become a tool for her political protestations & at the heart of her belligerence toward football fans and the game’s governing bodies would be her self-promotion.

Thatcher visits Hillsborough

Thatcher visits Hillsborough

When Lord Justice Taylor released his report into the Hillsborough disaster Thatcher’s only concern was how damning evidence against the police would make them look – Saving face or faces. The report which exonerated supporters whom were accused of hooliganism would not stop Mrs Thatcher from considering withdrawing the national team from Italia 90. Blame should have been apportioned appropriately at this stage and perhaps the biggest cover-up in British history may have been averted.

Whilst the World would endorse sanctions against a racist South Africa choo-choing along on its Apartheid train – Mrs Thatcher would take a far softer approach & of course her government which represented the good old folk of the UK – Of Nelson Mandela and his African National Congress party, she would label them as “A typical terrorist organisation” and Mandela one of history’s greatest freedom fighters, himself as a “terrorist”.

Margaret Thatcher is constantly promoted as a champion against terrorism, certainly with her stance in regard to Ireland and the IRA – she would not engage with terrorists or indeed give them the oxygen they craved. The threat of violence and death toward British citizens would not be used as bargaining power as far as Thatcher was concerned. The truth is actually slightly different.

In April 1984 WPC Yvonne Fletcher would be shot dead whilst policing a peaceful demonstration by anti Gaddafi students outside the Libyan embassy, in St James Square. After an 11 day siege Margaret Thatcher would allow her murderer alongside Libyan diplomats to leave the country freely and unobstructed, as she feared for the safety of British citizens living in Libya – Yvonne Fletcher’s murderer has never been brought to justice & remains the only police killing that remains unsolved in the last 30 years – That is the truth about Thatcher’s hard-line toward terrorism.

Not only was The Lady not for turning she would also be not for listening – Whether the audience would be citizens or her own party, ignorance and arrogance were not only caricatures expressed on Spitting Image but true characteristics and traits of the woman herself.

Her battles with the equally pugnacious and confrontational President of The National Union of Mineworkers; Arthur Scargill would lead to some of the bloodiest battles between striking workers and the Police ever seen in this country. In her pursuit of destroying the unions and removing the rights of workers which have never been regained or returned, Mrs Thatcher would bully her way through communities & families in her personal battle with Scargill – Unaffected by the destruction of hard-working genuine people who had concern for the welfare of their fellow workers, slurring them as militants and criminal trouble makers – Thatcher’s Britain alive and well.

When former Chilean dictator Augusto Pinochet would die on 10th December 2006 he would leave behind him over 300 charges ranging from human rights violations, tax evasion and embezzlement, the dictator would be responsible for some of Chile’s most horrid crimes whilst leading the country. As unlikely a friendship as one could find would begin when Pinochet would aid Britain and Thatcher in its war with Argentina over the right to the Falkland Islands.

Thatcher & The Pinochet's

Thatcher & The Pinochet’s

Imagine Prime Minister David Cameron not only supporting, rather more befriending Kim Jong-un whilst leaping to his defence on any given occasion – Yes crazy isn’t it?

Thatcher would attack Pinochet’s detractors, quarrelsomely defending the indefensible. She would describe his critics as jealous of his introduction of the free market in Chile. After his arrest in October 1998 she would describe it as “Callous” and “Unjust”. She would continue to host him as a guest at her home over the subsequent years.

Thatcher’s gravest decision would be the bull-dozing through of her Poll Tax, which would ultimately lead to her downfall and her own party turning upon her- A typical Thatcher characteristic to disregard opinion, of the people. She had gotten away with this attitude during the miners’ strike & the riots of the early 1980, when Britain’s unemployed & disenfranchised youth would take to the streets in protest.

1990’s Britain would be a very different place and civil disorder would have a far greater impact and organisation about it. On a sunny day in March 1990 over 60,000 people would congregate in Trafalgar Square intent on showing her and her government that they refused to be bullied, ignored and fleeced while her rich friends became rather more affluent – Paid for by the poor.

A riot would ensue, the like that had not been seen in this country for many years – An uprising had begun. As was usual for London the Conservatives and Thatcher herself, the blame would be levelled at Militants and Anarchists once again ignorant to the facts – The people had spoken & Mrs Thatcher’s days were numbered

There are very many more inaccuracies scattered in what is being artistically painted as a true picture of a great leader and the first lady Prime Minister – I have not even mentioned the fact that she stole milk out of the mouths of children purely in a money-saving exercise. How todays bedroom tax is a direct consequence of selling off social housing. How this little old lady who is worth around £30 million was being subsidised by the tax payer during her final years. How her funeral will cost around £8 million – As the poor are told they are scroungers.

The truth is what the truth is and as much as some flower it up History will tell us – “I told you so” –

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Brendan Rodgers – Criminal Intent

Brendan Rodgers – Criminal Intent.

If there is one thing worse than a poor loser then surely it is someone unable to accept victory no matter the cost. The striving to ascend and achieve , without excuse & above all showing an ambition to constantly perform to a higher level as is possible – Above all endeavour, success.

Brendan Rodgers - Rabbit Rabbit Yap Yap.

Brendan Rodgers – Rabbit Rabbit Yap Yap.

To quote a famous Shankly quote;

“If a man….who’s playing in front of the public, is being well paid, and he doesn’t dedicate himself to the job, I’d be hard on him. If I could I would put him in jail, out of the road of society. Because he’s a menace”

This week Brendan Rodgers would put himself precariously in the High Court of Shankly, he would assume the role of menace, even if only in words he would be guilty as charged as he lacked Shank’s expected dedication. His crime would be that of suggesting that perhaps not qualifying for European Football next season may be a blessing in disguise, as Liverpool would have a greater chance of finishing within the elite top four of next seasons Premier League – Without such distractions.

Firstly and to add balance Rodgers exact quote –

“We would love to be in there and we want to finish as high as we possibly can, but it won’t be the end of the world if we don’t qualify for Europe. If it doesn’t happen then it could end up being a blessing for us”.

Liverpool’s abject failure to qualify for even a Europa League place should be seen as a complete disaster in terms of the clubs statue and as such Rodgers rather than looking for & finding a silver lining in a sows ear of a campaign, would be far better suited to expressing the unacceptable position of this great club – It would be no less than three weeks ago when Rodgers opinion; albeit it agenda ridden; Liverpool could achieve a coveted top four position.

This seems to be the agenda for Brendan Rodgers – self-preservation. At times like this his rhetoric becomes rather less palatable. Indeed unacceptable. Does he expect supporters to become apathetic toward success, by his reasoning our early exits from both The F.A. Cup and League Cup should surely have resulted in a far greater league position this season – Failure excused by future triumphs, losing battles to have opportunity to attend the war.

Rodgers expectation for his Liverpool team has been up & down on more occasions, than a whores knickers, & with it the fans expectations have become watered down with each passing week or press conference.

It costs nothing to kiss The Blarney Stone. It appears that this season Rodgers has made many a pilgrimage to west Cork & Blarney Castle. His chat has become rather nonsensical at times, more reminiscent of Allardyce, Redknapp or Steve McLaren – As much as I like our manager for footballing reasons and remain less reticent as regard this, I am increasingly concerned around his discourse, at times completely embarrassed by it.

I do however understand he is a young man still finding his feet at one of the world’s biggest clubs. With my critique I do feel rather like I am criticizing my friend’s new Adidas trainers for appearing slightly garish.

Football managers do not have, or indeed expect immunity from supporter’s intent on clarification and justification, through their medium of criticism. Blindly following the messiah whilst unable to see and point out his shortcomings won’t win trophies. As Bill Shankly said “is being well paid” –

Abraham Lincoln once said “You may fool all the people some of the time, you can even fool some of the people all of the time, but you cannot fool all of the people all the time.”

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