Joey Barton: Still Talking Nonsense Even After All This Time.
And right here is where you’d end the film proper, with his latest presser where he told the listeners and viewers that he “went out at the top” playing against the best.
Actually, his career ended in Glasgow playing against Scott Brown.
The writer and director will have to decide if this film is going to be shot through the prism of their short-lived rivalry; if it is then it might be apt to mention Barton’s numerous clubs, the way his tenure has nearly always ended in disaster or disgrace, and his two English second tier titles, the only honours he’s ever won. Contrast that with Scott Brown’s career, and his eight Premier Leagues, his four Scottish Cup’s and his five League Cup’s (one of them with Hibs.)
As the movie fades out on Barton’s delusional final bow, with the laughter of the audience ringing around the theatre, another cut to black …
Then up come the words of Richard Wilson, writing upon his departure.
“Barton’s Rangers career would appear now to be effectively over. If the manager Mark Warburton felt reassured that the player could return to the squad without his authority seeming undermined, then Barton would still be available for selection … he is, by his own admission, a blunt and assertive figure in the dressing room and his short spell at Rangers has delivered little worth on the field. The team has already looked more convincing in his absence.”
One more cut to black and this;
“In the months that followed, the Ibrox club continued its own inexorable slide. Mark Warburton was fired by the club on 10 February 2017.”
Because the real comedy here is the way the Sevconuts and their media lackeys keep looking for happy endings.
We got ours anyway.
