Did you read that idiotic drivel in The Record tonight about how Ibrox should use the £25 million “Bassey money” to rebuild their team? Is it just me who sees the glaring hole in that plan, or are you guys all reading that lunacy the same way I am?
I mean, do I really need to write the next sentence?
They haven’t had £25 million for Bassey …
Yes! Shocking, isn’t it? Talk about writing cheques they can’t cash! It’s not the arrogance or the presumption of it, it’s the way you can hear moon-howling as you read that stuff.
This is Football Manager with the In-Game editor on, with these people just making up their own wee fantasy scenario. There is just no relationship between this kind of coverage and what the rest of us would recognise as being reality.
The article is actually worse than it initially sounds; Moore thinks that the £25 million is only the low end of what they could get! I mean, Christ almighty …
Nobody is going to pay £25 million for Calvin Bassey.
They can indulge this ridiculous belief all they want, but this is fairies at the bottom of the garden and asking the rest of us not to disturb them.
It is an insult to the collective intelligence of their readership to run this sort of piece, even if that readership is comprised of Sevconian semi-literate trailer-trash.
The article actually discusses the areas they could strengthen! With what?
They might as well be spending Monopoly money for all the sense any of it makes, and they get away with this because they’ve spent weeks laying the ground for it and those gullible fans (£65 for a home strip, from Ashley no less, Jesus wept) swallow it all.
The thing is, anyone can do this. We could invent our own wee imaginary scenarios where Abada goes for £60 million and Gareth Bale begs Ange for a long term deal and the best footballers in the business are queueing up to work under Mark Lawwell.
As a Football Manger fan I can tell you that I have, on occasion, indulged myself by giving Celtic the funds of an EPL giant. I’ve even put them in that league so I can manage against their top clubs and try to make us champions.
But I don’t carry those ideas into my day-to-day life.
You don’t get me blogging about the latest wonderkid produced by my academy (his name is Ryan Peacock and I’m currently the boss of Aberdeen; the latest stop in a career game) …
I can separate fact from fiction quite readily.
When it comes to Ibrox, The Record just loves to meld them both … and garbage like tonight’s effort is what you get when you do.
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