Robin Van Persie. It seems, to many who love the beautiful game the mere mention of his name has them swooning like something from a Hollywood chick flick. And, to be fair, the boy can play a bit but how does that prevent so many people being blind to what a verminous little piece of shit RVP is?
Consider this, especially in the new reality the FA have created for football, one where to be accused is all that is required for sentence to be passed….
RVP is arrested on a rape charge in Holland. Charges are dropped for 'lack of evidence' (allegedly) after a large sum of money changed hands between an anonymous supporter and the Dutchman’s accuser.
RVP celebrates a goal at Stamford Bridge by giving Nazi style salutes to the Gooner faithful. This act is seen by millions watching the game on Sky and yet it draws barely a comment from the media who meekly accept his excuses before writing about other footballers accused of doing things less blatantly obvious to all watching.
A clear use of the elbow in the Arses game against Villa brought justifiable anger from Alex McLeish. But the FA decided charges weren’t warranted and the media (again) largely ignored the matter.
What next for this loveable little rogue (not)? A spot of granny mugging excused as a misunderstood pastime which hurts no one? How about a touch of murder no doubt reported in the media as ‘oh, it’s okay, its Robin Van Persie, he probably didn’t mean it?’ He is the sort of person who parks in a disabled parking bay thinking it’s his divine right and probably laughs about it too.
When I refer to Van Persie as a verminous little piece of shit, in reality I am being unkind to both vermin and shit. I don’t care how good a player he is, how silky smooth his skills, how many goals he scores; people like Van Persie have no place in the beautiful game.