First off, let me just acknowledge that Burnley drew Arsenal yesterday, and I think that’s pretty good? Not sure. No time to look at standings.
At some point during the game, though, this tweet came across my timeline:
I, of course, didn’t know what to make of it, considering I’m being a Burnley fan mostly because I thought it was funny to pick the most irrelevant Premier League team I could think of in the hopes they got relegated and I could do it again next year.
But after some thinking, here are my thoughts:
- James Benge sounds like something God would name a hater.
- We’re combative? Nice. Like that a lot.
- I know very little about soccer, but I’m under the impression Arsenal’s kind of like the Yankees in that they spend a lot of money and haven’t won anything in a while. Losers!
- Maybe if Arsenal wasn’t being so rough with the air around Burnley players, we, the Burnley fans, would not be booing.
- I did some googling earlier in the morning (saw a tweet about how Burnley’s manager—forget his name—looks like part of a bank-robbing committee and wanted to have a look) and learned some folks call whatever Burnley does “anti-football.” So two subthoughts on that: 1) Duh, this is soccer not football; 2) We’re under their skin, lads!
The bottom line is that I’m now under the impression that Burnley is loathed in the Premier League. I love it. We’re the bad boys (but still #BritainsTeam). The bad boys from Burnley. Might have to watch a game myself soon to see what constitutes “anti-football.” Might have to tweet at James Benge and tell him he’s a hater. Might have to stoke the flames of the Burnley/Arsenal rivalry by mailing notes to each coach, purportedly from the other, saying nasty things like “I hope your tea rots, you manky git” (just found a website of British insults and it is fun) but stopping short of saying anything threatening because I do not have time for another Interpol visit right now.
*British accent* Piss off, James Benge. *end British accent*
