Friday, January 20, 2012

Disgusted

That's right - keep selling our best players to bloody Norwich City.

I can't believe I was stupid enough to be optimistic about this season less than ten weeks ago. I was hoping that awful, awful night at Barnsley on New Year's Eve was an aberration but it is becoming increasingly impossible to believe that there is any direction, discipline and, most sickeningly, desire to turn this around. 

This latest departure means that just two of the fourteen players who featured in the Manchester United FA Cup game two years ago are still around and, quite honestly, Kisnorbo is not half the player he was two years ago and I'm willing to wager that someone will steal Snoddy in the summer, if not sooner.  

It may well be a passing thought but even as such it vividly captures what I'm going through right now - I don't think Leeds United will play Premier League football in my lifetime.  

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I've been wilfully caught up in the self-defeating quest to get to know myself for years. I've never expected anything beneficial to result from such a quest. I tend to evoke extremely polarised reactions from people I get to know in passing. Consequently, only those people who know me inside-out would honestly claim that I'm a person who's just "alright." It's not a coincidence that the description I've laid out above has no fewer than, title included, eleven references to me (make that twelve). I'm affectionately referred to as "Ego." I think that last statement might have given away a tad too much. Welcome Aboard.

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