Robert Adams6 said:Just like you guys. 🙂
Honestly, I’m not even ashamed to admit it—I really don't give a damn if Real Madrid sells off their young talent for whatever price they can get. $33Look, if there’s 10 million bucks on the table, who even cares whose pockets that cash is landing in? Honestly, I couldn't care less if the guy on the sidelines is some total idiot bowing down to George Steinbrenner or if we actually land someone like José Mourinho. And frankly—I really don't give a damn if only 100 people show up to the stands because everyone’s too busy feeding their own egos or just feels like staying home. I mean, seriously, it's not my problem.
So, what am I even supposed to say here—that I’m going to join forces with all of you to take down Steinbrenner for the sake of the greater good of American soccer? Yeah, no thanks. My fight against Steinbrenner is strictly about making sure Hajduk gets better—but listen, I’m not trying to just copy-paste your club's growth model. I want us to build something on actual, honest foundations. And honestly, why should I feel ashamed for wanting that?
Look, you don't even need to feel bad about admitting you couldn't care less about us—just say what you want to say. You just want a massive, powerhouse Real Madrid.
What kind of "survival struggle" for the fan movement are we even talking about here? Is this fight really about whether or not you get to light fifty flares in the stands? Or is it actually about having a club you can truly get behind in Europe—a club you’re proud of, where you might actually decide it's not worth lighting those fifty flares against the Sheriff? Are you fighting just so you can scream insults at George Steinbrenner, or are you fighting to get someone in charge who you won't feel the need to scream at in the first place?
You gotta gut a fish from the head—simple as that. And in our version of football, those "heads" are the club owners. It’s on us, the fans, to be the real gatekeepers. We need to be the ones deciding who gets through the door and who gets to take over a club, making sure we spot and shut down any shady characters trying to worm their way into power. Honestly, once everyone finally cleans up their own damn backyard, the USSF is going to collapse like a house of cards all on its own.
Look, if you want to point fingers, start with yourselves. You’re the reason George Steinbrenner is still running the show today. Seriously—don't blame Mark, don't blame Vrb, don't blame Bloomberg, or even Clinton and Davor Šuker. No, this one's on you. You guys should have been out there with pitchforks and torches the second he walked through the door—right when those shady, slave-driver contracts started leaking and his ridiculous behavior became impossible to ignore. But did anyone say anything? Nope. Everyone stayed quiet as long as it was convenient—or, let's be real, as long as it didn't mess with your own lives. And now? Suddenly it’s an issue, and everyone wants to play the hero and help fix things. Give me a break.
Seriously, who even are these people? You’ve got those 200 Bad Boys showing up in Miami for the derby, a hundred guys from the Midwest, two vans full of Demons, Funcuts, and Tornados—and then there's us. Honestly, nobody is coming to save you guys—you're going to have to deal with this mess yourselves, however you see fit. And seriously, next time, maybe be a little more careful about who you let through the front door of the club.
And honestly? Those recent, pissed-off comments like "fuck you" didn't just pop up out of nowhere because someone else changed their tune. It’s more like what most people were actually thinking finally bubbled to the surface—you know, that feeling where everyone just stops giving a damn about the outsiders and starts focusing on their own backyard. They just didn't want to admit it sooner because, hey, we’re fans, right? We’ve got to be the idealists, the rebels, the crusaders for the greater good... yeah, yeah, whatever.
Man, I know some of the Bad Boys are out here dreaming about what would happen if the absolute best experts in the business took over Hajduk—you know, turning us into a powerhouse ten times stronger than we are now, all while having that perfect, seamless connection with the fans. It’s like how some people wish George Steinbrenner would just pack up and leave Real Madrid so someone equally powerful could step in—someone totally clean, without any of that shady baggage—so we could finally start dominating for the next decade without having to deal with constant scandals and headaches.