Brendan Rodgers – Lost In Action

What on earth has happened To Liverpool Football Club & more directly to their supporters, once a group of people found at the highest echelons of inspired unaffected support to those less deserving, whilst also treating like Gods those with feet of clay; elite fans, knowledgeable, fair and patient. Seemingly their fairness & patience has been tested these last few weeks.

The modern football memory has become shorter & shorter, less able to find that fleeting moment (A football season) when all seemed well, but why should it, scouse humour ( Indian, South Africa, & our American friends also included) replaced by outrage & antagonism toward Brendan Rodgers, at every juncture the twisted bile & downright hatred, hostility thrown toward the manager has been unacceptable for a club of the stature of Liverpool, for fans of the great institution that remains by its fingertips.

Liverpool fans & the club have become a focus of ridicule, how they never walk alone through those bloody horrific storms, constantly reminding anyone who won’t listen about ancient times, halcyon days gone by when they plundered these shores before moving on to conquer that Europe place & finally the WORLD. We have become as close to parody of ourselves as possible.

We cannot hold Rodgers accountable for 26 years of mainly under-achievement given what glory preceded them, reality somewhat dictates where the club now finds itself. I remember when the Kop would sing “Attack, Attack, Attack,” now we use it to exploit the weakness amongst our own, this season particularly it would seem our illness our schizoid approach to the world outside has made us unrelenting toward Rodgers.

Hands Up - I Surrender

Hands Up – I Surrender

The “Rodgers Out” brigade (at the point of writing, he is in) who repetitively & persistently over his 3 years at the club have shouted & screamed their betrayal, unfaithful from day one, they now sit lauding over how right they were, what do they require to appease? Sacking? Hanging? Public flogging?

Brendan Rodgers has made mistakes, some glaring blatantly obvious mistakes, & deserves criticism, being held accountable, however, he does not deserve the total character (no pun intended) assassination that has arrived via some quarters of the media & those that pertain to have this club at heart. It’s apparent that some enjoyment is being gained from the teams disastrous season & the personal failure of the manager to put things right, those same people who would eulogise about Rodgers less than a year ago, pedalling his greatness have done a 360 in spectacular fashion, as social media pops the noose around our managers neck to aid & abet his hurried departure.

We have been here before; Deja vu – I for one hope the owners have the courage of their convictions to stick with Rodgers on the basis that perhaps he gets some sort of help, no rocket science required but perhaps a defensive coach of sorts & that old chestnut; more money.

Dispense with the services of those that could not care less about the club, supporters or manager & use that financial gain wisely with those proven in this type of environment, a club of this statue, players who can perform on this stage. Southampton, Swansea and the like need not apply, this type of player has gotten off very lightly this season whilst the man picking them has not. What has happened to our passing & pressing game? All but non-existent.

For a side built on pace, we lack it in defence & also the midfield where it is prevalent in the Premier League, as for strikers…..well I guess we just stick with what we have. It does worry me that the strikers we are being linked with are very similar to those we are allegedly showing the door.

One thing that will not help is heaping deluded pressure of the manager or players, we are at a specific level that we need to accept, we have had darker days, found ourselves in far worse league positions. In 6 previous seasons other than last year we have found our level to be top 6, until we find a manager we are prepared to stick with perhaps we will remain at that level.

Careful what you wish for.

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

In the 25 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.

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 cripplingly 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.

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 year, 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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“I am Football Fan”

I am football fan – That fateful day.

With my arm raised, fingers toward the heavens, palm opened wide yes, yes, and yes count me in; accept me in to your exclusive club, as football fan blindly I will be guided, my influences stopped in their very tracks, as I mentally sign up for my very own emotional rollercoaster. Football will forever now abuse & use me, torment me, but ultimately change me.

Being football fan is at times an arduous task, done correctly all socially acceptable rules will be torn up and thrown upon the footballing furnace, never to be viewed again, this is not a job for shrinking violets, preparation for the dismantling of your soul must ensue, all previous reasoning that may have presided over your moral & decent choices shall be eroded, mainly for 90 minutes, however, if you choose the higher level of football fan, this will consume for a lifetime, embedded, screwed, it will bury you.

Sentiment will be replaced with distrust, distrust will be replaced with disgust – hatred will fill your very being, those that were once family & the many assumed friends, very soon will be foes, the only love left will be the love of hatred. Belligerence will become a by-product of becoming football fan, as arrogantly you will strut your stuff at every opportunity that football presents itself, and then some.

We Are Football Fans

We Are Football Fans

Very soon perpetual motion will dictate you will forever feel aggrieved, anger, fury & rage will become defence mechanisms where once sensible perspective was the order of the day, defiance shall rule. I will find my opponent’s weakness and with a flash of my sword of truth I shall expose him & his foolish ways. For I am football fan & ultimately I have reason on my side.

It will distrust all reasonable argument, instead I shall antagonise him & his sort for the shower of bastards that they clearly are, they have achieved less, and as such their knowledge is inferior, I will constantly shove this down their horrid throats, as football fan I will have not a grain of compunction as they choke.

The true football fan must find new lows and disgust to thrust upon its lesser opponent, tell them how obese they are, how even though you have not had the displeasure to meet such fools you may assume they stink, they steal from dustbins & are fascists, racists, chavs, Jews, paedophile’s, murderers, divers, how they bribe referees, they are Scottish, Irish, Spanish waiters, pussies, bandwagon hoppers, money grabbing, black, white, whores. And this will only be fellow football fans; I will find a different approach for my enemies.

All this before you start on their parents or children, fuck them they mean nothing to football fan. I am my clubs most important and influential asset my opinion must take precedent – Inside I am football fan & as such I am significant, I am a high-ranking officer within my club, I cannot listen to reason & will resist being dictated to.

My self importance will only confirm that truly “I AM FOOTBALL FAN”

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Brendan Rodgers Defending Mediocrity

ONCE AGAIN Liverpool’s defensive vulnerabilities have been cruelly exposed by an Aston Villa side that had clearly spent time revising its homework. Paul Lambert’s men were helped by what can only be assumed was a naivety in Rodgers team selection and tactics, a formation that cried out “Come & bully us”. Rodgers team having already been much maligned for its inability to keep a clean sheet, defending has at times become a running joke amongst the Anfield faithful – Or the lack of it.

Brendan Rodgers must himself take the brunt of the supporter’s unhappiness, seemingly unwilling to see the glaring faults that occur on a regular basis. Rodgers has form in this department throughout his fledgling career as a coach; a constant at all his managerial posts has been the inability to defend, or keep a clean sheet.

Let’s be honest the personnel he has at his and the clubs disposal is far from ideal, however some of those very players, are players Rodgers himself has brought to Anfield, some he has decided not to use like former Sporting Lisbon defender Tiago Llori despite a fee of £7 million pounds, whilst Kolo Toure has found himself exposed in the rigours of Premier League football, lacking pace and having poor positional play, his game being littered with schoolboy errors. Mamadou Sakho is another purchase (£15 million) who seems lacking at the highest level, whether in confidence or ability is a conundrum still to be answered.

Then we have the loan signing from Valencia; Aly Cissokho like Bambi on ice whenever in possession of the football, having been unable to master running and keeping the football, but even with his limited talent Rodgers men seemed intent on giving him the ball as if he were some sort of talisman A La Zidane –

Aly Cissokho not making the grade

Aly Cissokho not making the grade

Liverpool’s insistence on giving the ball to either Toure or Cissokho whilst neither has a clue what to actually do with it, seems flawed, Liverpool may as well just attempted to kick it into the Mersey and put supporters out of their misery.

Whether Rodgers has the coaching nous alone to sort the problems at the back out, will only become known once he has a stable back four, this season having seen a plethora of changes to the Liverpool defensive quartet and at times trio.

Wherever Brendan Rodgers has plied his trade, the one constant alongside Tiki Taka has been incompetence to defend its goal; clean sheets seem never to be high in the priorities of Rodgers footballing philosophies – Liverpool are as Brendan himself has stated a massive club & maybe he needs to accept that help is required in the defensive coaching department.

Rodgers goals conceded column - Not great reading.

Rodgers goals conceded column – Not great reading.

Clearly a policy of buying young unproven defenders has not worked for Liverpool, or in the case of Toure, players passed their best, there needs to be an overall of the policy of acquiring defenders and the blooding of those youngsters we already have, but all that will be of very little importance if they can’t be coached into that system. At present that system becomes error strewn when those lacking the proficiency to pass a football are asked to do just that.

Throw into the mix the poor form of England international Glen Johnson, and indifference of former defensive stalwart’s Skrtel and Agger, and soon we see the mayhem that is Liverpool’s defence at times.

As good as Liverpool clearly are going forward, they are very poor defending, especially from set pieces & the deeper they have to defend the more exposed they become. Liverpool have conceded as many goals as Villa, Manchester United & Hull, if they continue at that rate they will not finish in the top 4 or qualify for the Champions League as was their goal this season.

One major issue of Liverpool’s poor defensive form has been the effect on goalkeeper Simon Mignolet’s own form, which has begun to dip over the last few weeks, becoming less & less confident with each defensive blunder, it becomes a priority that Rodgers must address in this transfer window. If your goalkeeper does not have trust in the defence he will make rash and poor decisions, as is being seen.

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Luis Suarez Liverpool’s Greatest Striker –

Loathe him or detest him but like a Norwich City defender do not ignore him. Luis Suarez has this season seemed inspired, game after game producing scintillating displays, with goals from the footballing God’s, Suarez’s performances have had many comparing him to the very best that Liverpool Football Club has ever had to offer.

If we contrast the attitude felt by the masses of supporters during the close season, left with the possibility that their want away hero was about to disrespect club & fans with a departure from Merseyside after less than 3 years hard labour, with the now euphoric eulogizing of said same hero, it becomes clear that the pro’s & con’s for Suarez being included in Liverpool’s hall of fame is fraught with the menace of danger.

The King with his silver

The King with his silver

Liverpool’s undisputed greatest ever – King Kenny Dalglish is lauded as one of not only Liverpool’s greatest players, but also one of Europe’s greatest players, those like me who grew up on a diet of Dalglish and his cohorts rampaging around Europe’s major cities in defiance of some of the World’s greatest players, have no hesitation in popping Dalglish in the category of “The Greatest” –

Dalglish was a magician whose feet would turn their very own tricks, either foot being more magical than its counterpart when in possession of a football, and like Suarez adored by his public, he could do no wrong. The longevity of Dalglish’s career at Anfield would see him surpassing even greatness, a relationship, a bond unbroken with Liverpool and its people – Where Suarez is our black sheep, Dalglish is our family.

Suarez on the other hand is portrayed as some sort of enigmatic football deviant, a cheat, a racist and all around serial offender, a constant moaner forever baiting the referee and officials. A more dubious character would be difficult to find – If we are to believe the myopic media that surrounds Luis Suarez.

It is said that comparing players from differing eras is an impossible arduous task, how “The Game” has changed, players unable to tackle without the lightning flash of a referee’s card, diving, cheating added with the financial implications of failure, millionaires dancing to the tune of the dollar.

There would be a time when Dalglish was the very best that World football had to offer, he would reside in the highest echelons of the footballing God’s – Right now Luis Suarez is most certainly at that place, the true greats don’t have moments where they assume that position, they have era’s, a consistent level of achievement they don’t become hindered or held back by their genius, rather they thrive.

Why then can’t Suarez be considered amongst Liverpool’s greatest? His history, the moments of madness that have damned him, and surely his on field persona have been judged at the detriment to his footballing ability. Suarez has been accused and condemned of being unhinged, a mad man on the edge, uncontrollable by his paymasters, tempered with the accusation of his mercenary nature, Luis Suarez the footballer has baggage to contend with.

Anyone who witnessed Kenneth Mathieson Dalglish in the flesh knows that he was no angel on a football field, Dalglish would be known for being a serial moaner, at his own teammates, opposing players & constantly he would be harassing referees and officials. Kenny could more than look after himself against aggressors. Where Suarez is a cheat, Dalglish would be described as clever, but both players possess the ability to play with their backs to opponents, stealing free kicks, constantly putting officials under pressure to make decisions on foul play.

Luis Suarez celebration

Luis Suarez celebration

Cunning only the chosen few have in their locker, but despised by those lesser souls who would take the stance that they are being cheated, a jealousy or ignorance to the ways of the modern game – Thou dare not challenge unless 100% sure you will not touch me.

If Kenny is “The King” then for me Suarez is “The Prince Regent” – Suarez has it all, an abundance of talent, yet footballing pundits talk like they have been taken by surprise this season, many have been blinded by Suarez misdemeanours, being quite happy to ignore his personal success on the field, their faux rage overtaking reason when it comes to the debate & argument of his greatness.

Right here, right now Luis Suarez is in the top 3 footballers in World football, Ronaldo & of course Messi being ahead of the Uruguayan. It is interesting that Ronaldo & Messi have also been accused of being unsporting, interestingly their footballing ability allows for this to be mainly overlooked as they pillage personal glory and trophies – World Footballer of The Year……European Footballer of The Year and so on, whilst Luis Suarez is denigrated for such awards in England, as was the case last season – Was Luis Suarez not The Footballer of The Year in England last season?

The arguments will continue throughout the land, within Liverpool it becomes a question of Suarez seeing out his contract & only then will fans consider him for the crown currently held by Dalglish. If at the very least he were to leave at the conclusion of this season, then for me he will still be the most exciting talent I have ever seen in the red shirt, yes more exciting than Dalglish, Fowler, Gerrard and a young Michael Owen. When the ball arrives at Suarez toes my blood sugar levels assume the highest levels, the heart pounds & pupils widen as I witness greatness.


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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.

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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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