Showing posts with label the Octopus. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the Octopus. Show all posts

Thursday, October 4, 2007

The ignorant have spoken: Blame Rafa's rotation policy


The broken record continues to play. Not surprising though, the people who continue to voice that Rafa's rotation policy is to blame for every little thing that goes wrong with Liverpool do so because of countless reasons. It's the popular thing to do and they make money from saying so, it stirs the less emotionally stable Liverpool fan, and furthermore, it would actually require intelligence to think different. All one can do is laugh at the puppet show.

Take Who Ate all the Pies?, a site I refuse to link because their motives are purely monetary and their content is predominantly frivolous. They bash Liverpool at any and every opportunity because they know it'll lure the Man U and Chelsea zombies to them. (Now they've added a Liverpool site so they can have their cake and eat it too.)

So what has this waste of space site posted today? What do you think? A post written with the brain power of a six-year-old Neanderthal blaming Rafa's rotation for our loss yesterday. Let's ignore what actually happened on the field and just do what's popular to get hits and increase our intake, why don't we?

They justify their conclusion by saying that Rafa should have played Mascherano instead of Sissoko. Hindsight truly is 20-20. They just knew that Sissoko would play so poorly because, well, they are both geniuses and portentous. Mascherano is consistently better than Sissoko, I'll admit that, but the Argentine was certainly not fit to wear the shirt in the Porto match. Plus Sissoko has shown vast improvement over last year and will only continue to do so if given the opportunity.

So the muppets have spoken, shared their infinite wisdom, and exposed the reach of their original thought. Just the fact that they don't even mention Crouch should set off alarms. Maybe they didn't even watch the match, wouldn't surprise me. One really has to wonder how far the tentacle reaches up their ass and what cookie jar the octopus' other arms reach. God bless Frank Norris.

(Come to think of it, they're right. I blame Rafa's rotation policy for allowing Crouch to play.)

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