football test

The news of the day: The silly prank that offended Arsenal. I for once, didn’t see it as a funny prank. It’s not funny at all. And keeping in mind that one of the “funny” guys was Barcelona’s captain and one of the most experiences –expectedly mature- players makes it less “hilarious”. Were they drunk? I can’t care less. That’s not an excuse 1) to disrespect another team and offend their fans. 2) Disrespect Barcelona, as the club’s shirt must not be taken that lightly by putting it on a player who is not a part of your team. Do I have to announce that Cesc is NOT a Barcelona player?

This Cesc-obsession is Barcelona's cancer that need to be healed. I dont care if the players and Cesc are living the nostalgia of their childhood every night. I dont care if he text them his tears or they miscall him at every heart beat showing how much he is missed, this nonsense is damaging the club on various levels. Was he a Barca player before? Was he the holly spirit of Barcelona? Was he the long waited Cruyff heir, Pep’s clone, or the one who is supposed to bring independence to Catalonia? I don’t care what he WAS. Because now he IS an Arsenal player. In the same category as Eboue, Van Persie, you name it. He is an Arsenal player as much as Henry is a Barcelona player, so as Messi. Most importantly-again- Cesc is NOT a Barcelona player. 

I won’t be surprised if Puyol and Pique were drunk while having Cesc around. This boy has that alcoholic impact on everyone. His club –I mean Arsenal of course- from the coach (who is very happy about the whole thing as it brings him a good reason to practice his favorite hobby: Whining) but also Arsenal fans who were insane for a while now (and for someone who knows their balanced nature, I can only expect that they were just…drunk). He had the same dizzi-ostic effect on Barcelona from head to toes. A player the club does not need for a price that’s double the selling price of Silva-for example- who is more or less a better choice that we don’t need as well. Management, players, fans, and media (Though Spanish media are genetically drunk) all are rambling with their drums hanged to their necks chanting for the father, son, and holly Cesc.