carlos tevez

Carlos Tevez is depressed

Carlos Tevez is depressed. Kicking an inflated ball around a field every week. Scoring goals. Tracking back. Pretending like it all means a fucking thing. A grown man. A sentient human being. I get that. But I sit down at the television, Carlos. I punch the air when the ball goes in the net. I don’t know what the point is either. We’re all floundering here, mate. Just hang in there.

Oomph!

At the risk of stating the fucking obvious… 30 million for Berbatov and letting Tevez go to City? Definitely not the best hand of cards Ferguson has ever played.