An Open Letter to Cesc Fabregas
Dear Cesc Fabregas,
Could you make it more obvious? You didn't have any semblance of heart in beating your beloved Barcelona. You couldn't bring yourself to get excited about defeating your national teammates. For some reason you decided to spend over 160' displaying to Catalan supporters that you're probably not worth the 35-55 million fee your transfer would require. I'm not insinuating that money changed hands, but you wanted them to win.
Remember when you made an poor attempt to backheel pass instead of clearing at the top of Arsenal's box? 1 goal for Barcelona. How about walking around the half-line while Barca attacked the Gunner's depleted backline? That happened on 2, or was it 3 goals? Somehow, Arsenal regained the lead in the tie during the second leg despite not having a shot on goal. And when that deflected corner kick reclaimed the lead for Arsenal, you made a tremendous contribution by not even leaving your feet to make an attempt on goal.
Perhaps your nagging hamstring injury was inhibiting you from giving 100 percent. If that is true then it may be pertinent to ask how you thought you could help your team without being at full strength. It is not as if Arsenal is devoid of attacking midfielders. Either Samir Nasri or Andrei Arshavin could have manned the center-attack. They may not be the skipper but then again, you captained Arsenal to how many trophies?
It is not as if you've spent the last 8 seasons playing for Wigan, or as we call them in the States: Little Sisters of the Poor. You've had the privilege of playing for one of Europe's elites. A team who has been in the final 16 of the Champions League every season since you joined. In fact, you probably faintly remember hoisting the FA Cup trophy in 2005. Since then you've become captain and the power midfield of Viera, Pires, Silva has disbanded.
At 23 you have more experience in top-flight soccer, at a historic club and national team, than most players may ever achieve. Still you long to star for a European great which sold you at the age of 15 for a measly 2 million pounds. Instead you should prove worth to the European great that bought you for less than the price of a Song.
Sincerely,
Sporty
Could you make it more obvious? You didn't have any semblance of heart in beating your beloved Barcelona. You couldn't bring yourself to get excited about defeating your national teammates. For some reason you decided to spend over 160' displaying to Catalan supporters that you're probably not worth the 35-55 million fee your transfer would require. I'm not insinuating that money changed hands, but you wanted them to win.
Remember when you made an poor attempt to backheel pass instead of clearing at the top of Arsenal's box? 1 goal for Barcelona. How about walking around the half-line while Barca attacked the Gunner's depleted backline? That happened on 2, or was it 3 goals? Somehow, Arsenal regained the lead in the tie during the second leg despite not having a shot on goal. And when that deflected corner kick reclaimed the lead for Arsenal, you made a tremendous contribution by not even leaving your feet to make an attempt on goal.
Perhaps your nagging hamstring injury was inhibiting you from giving 100 percent. If that is true then it may be pertinent to ask how you thought you could help your team without being at full strength. It is not as if Arsenal is devoid of attacking midfielders. Either Samir Nasri or Andrei Arshavin could have manned the center-attack. They may not be the skipper but then again, you captained Arsenal to how many trophies?
It is not as if you've spent the last 8 seasons playing for Wigan, or as we call them in the States: Little Sisters of the Poor. You've had the privilege of playing for one of Europe's elites. A team who has been in the final 16 of the Champions League every season since you joined. In fact, you probably faintly remember hoisting the FA Cup trophy in 2005. Since then you've become captain and the power midfield of Viera, Pires, Silva has disbanded.
At 23 you have more experience in top-flight soccer, at a historic club and national team, than most players may ever achieve. Still you long to star for a European great which sold you at the age of 15 for a measly 2 million pounds. Instead you should prove worth to the European great that bought you for less than the price of a Song.
Sincerely,
Sporty
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