Invitation to rant: “I’ve never felt more disconnected”
To round off our ranting, it had to be Becky Taylor - whose fury on the way back from Fulham led to us opening the floodgates this week, and who’s travelled up and down the country all season with little reward.
I'm not sure any words will fully do justice to the completely shambolic demise of Leicester City, on and off the pitch.
I considered just re-running my tweets from post-match Monday, but thought I'd share some ranting without the use of a certain c-word.
Shocking and vile
We've seen it all, we've had it (very) good but that's what is making this downfall so much more painful and unacceptable. The club has squandered the best position it's ever been in to solidify itself as a mainstay top-half Premier League team, doing so without a care in the world. I hate absolutely everybody who has let this happen.
You don't even need to be any good to stay up this season. This is the worst Premier League in terms of quality in years, there are 9 terrible teams in the league and we are probably going to finish bottom of it. It's vile.
At the start of the 2019/2020 season, a year in which we played some of the best football I've ever seen from a Leicester side, these were the ages of the main base of the squad:
James Justin - 21
Ben Chilwell - 22
Caglar Soyuncu - 23
Ricardo Pereira - 25
Youri Tielemans - 22
James Maddison - 22
Harvey Barnes - 21
Wilfried Ndidi - 22
Kelechi Iheanacho - 22
Alongside those we had the experienced spine of Kasper Schmeichel (32), Wes Morgan (35) and Jamie Vardy (32).
It's utterly disgraceful that we've allowed these foundations, players who should have now been hitting their prime, dwindle into the pathetic mess we are having to watch every week.
The board, manager(s), players, club staff and at times fans all deserve rants towards them.
Off the pitch
Realistically, when it comes to the ability of players and management of the club in the past, we've all experienced the pits, far far worse on paper than what we have now, yet this feels some of the worst we've known.
Not least due to the fact the club score own goal after own goal when it comes to treatment of match-going fans. Wout Faes would be proud of some of the moments of madness.
The precedent was set on the first game of the season, a red hot day and we've got stewards pouring children's drinks away telling families to buy refreshments inside amidst a cost of living crisis. Then we let a 2-goal lead slip on the field.
Key decision-makers across the club are all a reflection of each other. Reactive brain-dead decisions, week after week and expecting different results. Non-football people making decisions for a football club.
I'll be honest, I don't know much at all when it comes to who does what at board level, but that allows me to generalise and say they all deserve their heads smashing together (Ed - this is a figure of speech, no stadium bans please). If someone had done that 18 months to 2 years ago we might not have found ourselves in this mess.
Wage rage
You only have to look at our contract situation to see the complete negligence and mismanagement. Not only have we thrown around obscenely inflated wages to average players but then allowed so many contracts to run down when we apparently don't have the money for the elusive 'rebuild'.
We could have got £50million for Soyuncu last season, the manager didn't fancy him, now he's leaving for free.
I'm going to choose not to go over old ground in terms of Rodgers. I've made my thoughts clear on him in the last 2 years. He 100% deserves a relegation on his CV for the part he played. In the same breath though, the club had to back him or sack him. Doing neither was inexcusable.
Then to decide to get rid (ridiculously too late) without a single plan, leaving two of our biggest home games of the season managerless was unfathomable.
Having a manager spout so much waffle meant the players got away without much criticism until the last few weeks. I could call out pretty much every player in the squad for something specific, but as a collective they've become so dislikeable.
They’re too 'nice'. They have no bottle. Complete sense of entitlement. Our fans will always react to passion but this has been bereft all year.
And another thing…
I've never felt more disconnected from every aspect of the club.
I hate conceding first in every bloody game of football.
I hate the arrogance running through the club that we were 'too good to go down'.
I hate the club banning lifelong match-going fans.
I hate that we sacked Rodgers 18 months too late.
I hate the club consistently getting things wrong and having to u-turn when people point it out.
I hate them not having the proper badge on the home kit.
I hate whoever decided giving out coconuts was a good idea.
I hate how we have 'the best training facility in Europe' but someone only needs to sneeze and they get injured.
I hate how I'm never going to have a European away day again.
I hate how half of our players have forgotten how to play football.
I hate being told 'don't come again then' when I dare criticise the club, players or manager.
I hate the club marketing things as 'improving the matchday experience' when they only worsen it.
I hate when James Maddison engages in social media comments and arguments.
I hate the amount of control the club are trying to enforce on people.
I hate the club asking people to sit down in the biggest game of our season.
I hate fans of other teams and from the media talking nonsense about our situation.
I hate how we are always followers not innovators on things like safe standing.
I hate how a large portion of our fans were happy to stand and let this happen like the club were.
I hate the complete lack of fight in this team.
I hate it all, I hate football, we are going down and going down again, no one can convince me otherwise.
But yes, I'll see you in Plymouth on a Tuesday in December.
