I was 17 years old when I experienced by first break up. It hurt like hell; I swear I could have drunk myself to death that night. Three years later, me and my Gf ended a 2 year relationship, I pretended I was cool, but again, it stung like a bitch. I promised to myself, I will never let any girl hurt my feelings again.
Forward, July 4th, 2012. Who would have thought the next person who would break my heart would be a man? Robin Fucking Van Persie.
Whatever needs to be said has been said. Whatever needs to be expressed has been expressed. But I still need to take this out.
In the past decade, we have lost many of our significant players, but personally, this particular player’s inevitable exit is causing me tremendous heartache.
Fuck Hleb, Fuck Flamini, Fuck Nasri, Fuck Adebayor. They all were talented players who once played for Arsenal. That’s it. Another category includes Viera, Henry and Cesc. Everyone knows what happened and blah blah, I don’t want to go over that shit again.
But Van Persie, RobinVanPersie. I thought this guy was special. I thought this guy’s statue will be outside the Emirates someday. I even fucking thought he would succeed Wenger one day.
I woke up. Somebody bitch slapped me. It was Van Persie. He said,”Fuck you and fuck your feelings pussy. I am a professional footballer. Who the fuck are you? What the fuck is Arsenal FC? I am Robin Van Persie and I am a self interested person just like you. I feel this is the time when I can cash in as much as I can and when I’m done at 32, I can live the rest of my life in Caribbean. So fuck you ordinary fan.”
I came to my senses. I was wrong. I was wrong all along. He taught me something that I ignored for a longtime. Just like anyone else, he is selfish. However, then I thought there is so much to life than being selfish prick. Where is honor? Where’s loyalty? Where’s the feeling that tells you that you have to give something back to the people who did so much for you? Forgive me if I’m being a little dramatic here but it is the truth.
Money? More money? What are going to do with more money? Buy a nicer car? Live in a bigger mansion? 90 percent of the world’s populations have a hard time getting their ends meet and 100 grand a WEEK is not enough for you? Are you serious? Besides, it’s not like you have no earnings after retirement. You still earn millions from endorsements, TV shows, being pundits and so on. Why the fuck would you want more?
If you Google top clubs of the world in terms of anything, money, popularity, fan base, you’ll see Arsenal in that list. There are literally millions of clubs in this world, how fucking lucky you must be to play for one of the best clubs in the world, to represent that club as a captain, who by the way, made you who are you today. How fucking lucky you must be?
So, here is what I have to say to you Robin Van Persie, Fuck you.
Now Fuck off to another club who matches your pocket’s ambition. We’ll see how that works out for you and I’m one hundred percent sure, you WILL regret your decision. Deep down you know, you are a loser for showing your back to the people who carried you when you were down.
I’m putting this whole saga behind me now and I believe I’m a changed man now. From now on, here is what I am going to do. No emotional attachment with the players. None. Nada. Zero. My only attachment is with the Fans, Arsene and our Red and White shirt. They are the only things that are constant an from now on, I ‘ll trust them, and them only. Let’s move Forward.
“He who is not contented with what he has, would not be contented with what he would like to have.”
P.S Yes, I had a few pints when I wrote this. Come on Arsenal.
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