Sad. Really. The harsh realities of life. But we can never run away from them.
I am one of the most Anti-Man-Urinals person you will ever meet. I hate the gay players they have (Scholes and Neville etc), the fact that they never play African Players (last played was Fortune and Djemba*2 in 2003).
Manucho and Diouf should not fool you. They will never play at OT.
But there are a few things we cannot ignore.
Realistic Arsenal Fans will tell you one thing. Arsenal will never win anything in the next 4 years. Not unless Wenger takes the finger out of his ass and signs a striker to COMPLEMENT Van Persie. Signs a real DM and a CB or 2. We also need Denilson, Almunia, Bendtner, Eboue, Chamakh and Diaby sold. Or they just resign or die. Arsenal changed from Arsenal FC to Arsenal PLC. Focused on profit. Not trophies.
Man Urinals has Chicharito + Berbatov + Rooney. All Cold-blooded motherfucking goal machines. The rest of the team are semi-skilled fighters and no-nonsense whackers. Player for player, Man U cannot match Arsenal or Chelsea. But as a team, they are a force to reckorn with. No mercy. No prisoners.
Arsene is still experimenting with Van-Persie the Master and the 3 musketeer clowns masquerading as strikers. A vanPersie who plays only 1/3 of a season. 11 quality players who do not know the meaning of TEAMWORK. Always trying the same old side-ways passing-opponents-to-death and score-the-perfect-goal approach. Year-in, year-out, still ‘building and developing’. Losing easy games to pussy teams. Meanwhile, Man Urinals rack trophy after trophy, sometimes winning games they MUST win or WERE losing.
The one and only James Allen will tell you one thing to your face. “Circumstances do not make the man, they reveal him to himself.”. How you come out from a conondrum, reveals you to yourself. It does not make you stronger or weaker. It REVEALS , to you, whether you are strong or weak. There is NOTHING like luck. Champions make their own luck.
And this is something you will see in entreprenuers in Kenya.
There is the Arsenal-Type. Always with the right ideas, right knowledge. But they lack to the ball to take the bulls by the horns. Always believing that there is enough for everyone. That the world is fair. Playing to participate, not necessarily to win. If one opportunity passes, another one will surely give. If it does not, we wait for the next. And keep waiting. Loop until false.
There is, then, the Man-Urinals-Type. Always hungry and focused. Playing every game like a final. Playing to WIN all the time. Knowing that they are all mediocre players individually, but UNSTOPPABLE as a team. Complimenting each other’s frailties. Always connected. Referees, The government, the weather always seems to favor them. But after all is said, all is done, when the sun sets, they take home the hottest chic. And fuck her brains out. All night.
Back to TV kiasi…