After witnessing Arsenal once again succumb to one of the Premier League’s many sporting mafias, this time Man City – whose trademark is a uniquely tacky blend of conspicuous consumption with the sprinkling of a Middle Eastern business despot’s Midas touch, and whose team resembles a crudely assembled professional footballer human centipede, stuck together with molten bullion and the harvested tears extracted from the children of less financially well endowed clubs, clubs unable to compete within a financial nuclear arms race that seeks to accumulate the best footballer human capital on the planet…but I digress – a symbolic media event occurred.
A post match video soon emerged of a blasphemous linesman, John Brooks, angering the plutocratic gatekeepers of football’s money cult. His crime? Merely bearing witness to an empirical reality: that away fans had paid 62 quid for the privilege of the ball-centred spectacle, and that players would be better off spending time celebrating with them than with himself, a humble linesman.
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