I write in protest of the Love making of Football, let's have us some contact again, let's allow these fouls, football should be played by men with thick thighs and hard hearts, horses of men with an engine built to last them 3 hours on marathon, Rather we have sprint kings running maddened across the field, you think you're watching tennis!!
We don't see the grace anymore, the way the players move their bodies, the agility, finesse and control of the stage.
It's the reason today's footballers don't last long they run too much, ruin thier legs in wear and soon have move on to lesser known leagues to waste away what could have been a glorious playing years still.
We need a change!.
The Big leagues need to change their philosophy from investing in speedsters to over and all round build men, switching from buying slim athletic build to a more rounded build, frok the Ousmane Dembele to a Gini Wijaldum type, The goal should be Stamina, Stamina, and Endurance.
We need to see the elegance in their body When they move, but how can we do so when they speed past us just like that like dogs let loose from a cage. That isn't football.
Please Let there be contact, the field is too big the least a man chasing you should do is run a tackle, he isn't meant to chase you sere, he needs that ball too. Please football is 50 precent love making too, Look at rugby these men need to feel themselves and enjoy that hutzpah, and we the spectators are watching for that energy that passion, let them drag the fellows arm like Romeo after Juliet where are you running of to love? that's not a foul
Let him tackle his love slightly on the leg while she screams that love pain, Oh, that might be a foul, sure that's not a card offence.
Let him tackle his love slightly on the leg while she screams that love pain, Oh, that might be a foul, sure that's not a card offence.
let him feel the bum of that player while he sandwiches him against the chest of the big defender ,let him taste the sweat ungh!
Let him feel him feel my heart beat, my shin kick, that's not a foul that's love making and pivotal in that is the poetry of football.
Let him feel him feel my heart beat, my shin kick, that's not a foul that's love making and pivotal in that is the poetry of football.
At the end of every game let them both be knackered together drinking water exchanging jersey. There should be at least 3 fouls in a single half before you issue a yellow card
don't water down the power of the referee players used to cry for getting sent off, they beg on their knees in protest against a yellow card
now they just fling their hands at the referee and simply walk away, He has no skin in the game, he has not gotten any love bite, no interest in a game of sissies.
It's the reason Black African Clubs hate playing Arab Clubs, they use fouls as a tactic to play disgusting football.
It is the reason today's players don't really exchange jersey the one have never truly met the other.
Bring back the love making in football, make the referee powerful again let him see and them ignore, let him see and be like Aren't you a man? should you be here?with vehement sass
Let the commentators say folks we have a proper match on our hands
Let the blinds see football again, let them hear bones clash, let them hear the drums, let them hear players complain, let them hear the uproar and know phew that was some match all from the comfort of their radios.
It is the reason today's players don't really exchange jersey the one have never truly met the other.
Bring back the love making in football, make the referee powerful again let him see and them ignore, let him see and be like Aren't you a man? should you be here?with vehement sass
Let the commentators say folks we have a proper match on our hands
Let the blinds see football again, let them hear bones clash, let them hear the drums, let them hear players complain, let them hear the uproar and know phew that was some match all from the comfort of their radios.
I am in tears as I write this please save the life of football these prostitutes are nothing close to what I remember trekking distance to watch.
I remember hanging onto the net of our neighbors house, licking dust, just to see Daniel Agogo decimate Nigeria with that nightmare of a nod, that was the first night I felt a heart sink
I want my children to know the fighting Spirit of football, I want them to lose their voice like I did when Anelka missed that penalty, I want to know the joy I felt seeing Mordric replicate Cruyff for Croatia, seeing Diego Forlan, Gattuso, Godin, Fabinho, Lyon 2012, Inter Milan 2010, team Fulham with Dickson Etuhu and Asou Ekoto, See what it meant to support a team that meant fight! The Joy of football fighting spirit, which is only possible if We can redefine football.
This is the world cup for goodness sake, FIfA should allow these players express themselves, let them play, let them pull, let them tug, let them make love to each other, let us see that love resonate once again, as we watch this mundial only once every four years.
They have travelled a long way the least we can allow them is for them to play and beat their hearts hard.
And Please for all time sakes leave the lovemaking be, give that whistle a rest, these are men for godsake!!!
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