Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Foreign coaches
Dunno why we bother calling it the English Premier League anymore. Indeed, most people don't, preferring instead to use the name of the sponsor. But the only thing English about the game these days is the geography.
Take these here foreign coaches. I won't include Scottich managers/coaches - without them the game, rather like the empire, would have died along time back.
But what about these here Arsene's, Rafaels, Carlo's and Avrams.
What's all that about?
Poncey foreigners coming to our country and introducing a whole heap of new ideas all, supposedly, to make the game better.
As if drinking a bottle of water while sat on the bench helps make the game better. And water from a bottle?!
It's England you foreigners, we can drink water from the tap doncha know? Why the hell fork out over a quid for water in a bottle when you can have it for free?
And it looks so ostentatious, so smug. Oh look at me, I'm a foreigner, I drink my water from a placcy bottle, not like you mongs who neck it from a tap.
And then there is the back room staff. Bertie Mee had a coach and a trainer when we won the double back in 1971. But take Liverpool for example. Their bench looks like Rafa has employed half a dozen asylum seekers. Who the hell are they and what do they do that makes it so important that a local can't do the frigging job?
OK, one guy slaps players on the back. Ususally those just substituted. Difficult job this one and one Rafa can't do 'cos he's so frigging busy trying to open a bottle of water. Or take notes?!
Another guy is employed to make sure the guy being replaced gets a jacket to wear. Cos footballers are so damned thick they can never remember where they leave their clothes so Liverpool kindly help them overcome this handicap by giving them a butler.
There's probably a massage geezer in there as well these days. Quite way any bloke would train to stroke other blokes' legs is beyond me but then I did leave England many years ago when we still drank water from the tap. What would I know about modern science and how it influences modern managers. Like Sam Allardyce.
How do all these assorted back room bods get to games? I mean there's only a limited number of seats on the bus isn't there? Maybe they jump on the train.
Yeah, them foreign coaches...what have they ever done for us?
Take these here foreign coaches. I won't include Scottich managers/coaches - without them the game, rather like the empire, would have died along time back.
But what about these here Arsene's, Rafaels, Carlo's and Avrams.
What's all that about?
Poncey foreigners coming to our country and introducing a whole heap of new ideas all, supposedly, to make the game better.
As if drinking a bottle of water while sat on the bench helps make the game better. And water from a bottle?!
It's England you foreigners, we can drink water from the tap doncha know? Why the hell fork out over a quid for water in a bottle when you can have it for free?
And it looks so ostentatious, so smug. Oh look at me, I'm a foreigner, I drink my water from a placcy bottle, not like you mongs who neck it from a tap.
And then there is the back room staff. Bertie Mee had a coach and a trainer when we won the double back in 1971. But take Liverpool for example. Their bench looks like Rafa has employed half a dozen asylum seekers. Who the hell are they and what do they do that makes it so important that a local can't do the frigging job?
OK, one guy slaps players on the back. Ususally those just substituted. Difficult job this one and one Rafa can't do 'cos he's so frigging busy trying to open a bottle of water. Or take notes?!
Another guy is employed to make sure the guy being replaced gets a jacket to wear. Cos footballers are so damned thick they can never remember where they leave their clothes so Liverpool kindly help them overcome this handicap by giving them a butler.
There's probably a massage geezer in there as well these days. Quite way any bloke would train to stroke other blokes' legs is beyond me but then I did leave England many years ago when we still drank water from the tap. What would I know about modern science and how it influences modern managers. Like Sam Allardyce.
How do all these assorted back room bods get to games? I mean there's only a limited number of seats on the bus isn't there? Maybe they jump on the train.
Yeah, them foreign coaches...what have they ever done for us?
# posted by Me @ 9:23 PM 
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