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I think the most offensive thing is how shite the 'fight' actually is. :lol:

 

No fists, no face. It's gonna look stupid.  :lol:

 

Agreed to at the start I'm assuming? Watched with the sound off. Obviously can't blame them. But still looks horrendous. :lol:

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I think the most offensive thing is how shite the 'fight' actually is. :lol:

 

No fists, no face. It's gonna look stupid.  :lol:

 

Agreed to at the start I'm assuming? Watched with the sound off. Obviously can't blame them. But still looks horrendous. :lol:

 

I assume so. I watched it with the sound low so no idea. No fists no face sounds like its a real thing though.  :lol:

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Pity Frank Lampard. Poor Frank Lampard. Poor Frank Lampard might not be allowed to play for Chelsea for much longer, and he really, really wants to. We are all meant to be sad. Boo hoo.

 

In Britain, the justification that, ‘I really want this so much,’ has become the accepted path onto reality TV shows. It’s the de facto bargaining chip of the idiot. You don’t get an X Factor winner who hasn’t said, ‘You don’t understand how much I want this.’ You don’t get a football match analysed in England without some insight-deficient man in too-tight trousers saying, ‘They just wanted it more than the other team, Jeff.’ In Britain, success does not, apparently, come down to charisma, talent, skill, tactics, singing ability, being able to dance (we’re confused as to whether we’re meant to be writing about football or pop music at this stage, but we’ve committed to this paragraph and we’re not prepared to rewrite it) and hard work. No, success comes down to how much you want it. And, as we are told again and again, Frank Lampard really wants to stay at Chelsea, and we’re supposed to care and be convinced of his worth as a result. What hot jazz!

 

Let’s enjoy the demise of Frank Lampard. A man who appears, by dint of not being John Terry, not being hated quite as much as he should. Come, come. This is a time of the year when we should all pull together. All pull together and mock Frank Lampard. There are plenty of reasons to hate Frank Lampard. It’s revision time.

 

One, he was deeply unpleasant to West Ham fans, to the extent that they have never forgiven him. If you consider we’re constantly told he’s the model professional, just look at his actions, not others’ words. At West Ham, with his dad at manager, he was guaranteed a starting spot when his form demanded he be replaced. When he left the club, he criticised West Ham, which rings of class and professionalism. Especially as it was clearly because they got rid of his dad, rather than out of any justified complaint. He acted like such an entitled, smacked arse, that West Ham fans continue to chant very rude things about him more than a decade after he left. Every other player of that generation – Joe Cole, Michael Carrick, Rio Ferdinand and Jermain Defoe – are regarded with varying degrees of warmth. They didn’t have a petty slanging match with the club. Frank Lampard has though.

 

Two, in the year after he left, he abused American tourists after the September 11 attacks. We’ve all made terrible mistakes – affairs, lies, talking with our mouth open, slurping tea – but few of us have openly mocked the dead after the most lethal terrorist attack in America. Frank Lampard has though.

 

Three, In 2007 he confirmed he was a supporter of the Tory party. He complained that his relatives in construction found it hard to find work because of the number of immigrants willing to do the same work, and then employed Polish builders when he needed work done. We’ve all made mistakes – affairs, lies, talking with our mouth open, slurping tea – but few of us have been so publicly and risibly hypocritical. Frank Lampard has though.

 

He was a great player, still capable of great moments, and probably suffered by being English when he has the aptitude and talent to have been more successful in more intelligent teams, and the consistency of his performance standard has been utterly remarkable. But he’s 34 now. He’s slow, he’s not Paul Scholes. Whatever his IQ tests say, it’s the ginger who’s the genius. He doesn’t have the cranial capacity to adapt and survive. There are more effective Chelsea midfielders in any role he might want to play. Ramires has more guile and stamina. David Luiz has more dynamism. Juan Mata and Eden Hazard are more incisive. If Oscar is ever let out to play again, he’ll be a better goalscorer than Lampard. He’s close to obsolete, and he’s on absurd wages that can no longer be justified.

 

Frank Lampard wants to stay at Chelsea. Just because he wants it, doesn’t mean he should get it. Just because his cousin in the media, Jamie Redknapp, says he’s still great, it doesn’t make it true. He’s not. Chelsea are right to get rid of him either this winter or next summer. It’s fair to say that supporters of right wing parties are psychopaths, and it’s fair to say they deserve absolutely no sympathy when they are put to the sword with the same callousness with which they treat the rest of the world. Boo hoo, Frank. Boo. Hoo.

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Pity Frank Lampard. Poor Frank Lampard. Poor Frank Lampard might not be allowed to play for Chelsea for much longer, and he really, really wants to. We are all meant to be sad. Boo hoo.

 

In Britain, the justification that, ‘I really want this so much,’ has become the accepted path onto reality TV shows. It’s the de facto bargaining chip of the idiot. You don’t get an X Factor winner who hasn’t said, ‘You don’t understand how much I want this.’ You don’t get a football match analysed in England without some insight-deficient man in too-tight trousers saying, ‘They just wanted it more than the other team, Jeff.’ In Britain, success does not, apparently, come down to charisma, talent, skill, tactics, singing ability, being able to dance (we’re confused as to whether we’re meant to be writing about football or pop music at this stage, but we’ve committed to this paragraph and we’re not prepared to rewrite it) and hard work. No, success comes down to how much you want it. And, as we are told again and again, Frank Lampard really wants to stay at Chelsea, and we’re supposed to care and be convinced of his worth as a result. What hot jazz!

 

Let’s enjoy the demise of Frank Lampard. A man who appears, by dint of not being John Terry, not being hated quite as much as he should. Come, come. This is a time of the year when we should all pull together. All pull together and mock Frank Lampard. There are plenty of reasons to hate Frank Lampard. It’s revision time.

 

One, he was deeply unpleasant to West Ham fans, to the extent that they have never forgiven him. If you consider we’re constantly told he’s the model professional, just look at his actions, not others’ words. At West Ham, with his dad at manager, he was guaranteed a starting spot when his form demanded he be replaced. When he left the club, he criticised West Ham, which rings of class and professionalism. Especially as it was clearly because they got rid of his dad, rather than out of any justified complaint. He acted like such an entitled, smacked arse, that West Ham fans continue to chant very rude things about him more than a decade after he left. Every other player of that generation – Joe Cole, Michael Carrick, Rio Ferdinand and Jermain Defoe – are regarded with varying degrees of warmth. They didn’t have a petty slanging match with the club. Frank Lampard has though.

 

Two, in the year after he left, he abused American tourists after the September 11 attacks. We’ve all made terrible mistakes – affairs, lies, talking with our mouth open, slurping tea – but few of us have openly mocked the dead after the most lethal terrorist attack in America. Frank Lampard has though.

 

Three, In 2007 he confirmed he was a supporter of the Tory party. He complained that his relatives in construction found it hard to find work because of the number of immigrants willing to do the same work, and then employed Polish builders when he needed work done. We’ve all made mistakes – affairs, lies, talking with our mouth open, slurping tea – but few of us have been so publicly and risibly hypocritical. Frank Lampard has though.

 

He was a great player, still capable of great moments, and probably suffered by being English when he has the aptitude and talent to have been more successful in more intelligent teams, and the consistency of his performance standard has been utterly remarkable. But he’s 34 now. He’s slow, he’s not Paul Scholes. Whatever his IQ tests say, it’s the ginger who’s the genius. He doesn’t have the cranial capacity to adapt and survive. There are more effective Chelsea midfielders in any role he might want to play. Ramires has more guile and stamina. David Luiz has more dynamism. Juan Mata and Eden Hazard are more incisive. If Oscar is ever let out to play again, he’ll be a better goalscorer than Lampard. He’s close to obsolete, and he’s on absurd wages that can no longer be justified.

 

Frank Lampard wants to stay at Chelsea. Just because he wants it, doesn’t mean he should get it. Just because his cousin in the media, Jamie Redknapp, says he’s still great, it doesn’t make it true. He’s not. Chelsea are right to get rid of him either this winter or next summer. It’s fair to say that supporters of right wing parties are psychopaths, and it’s fair to say they deserve absolutely no sympathy when they are put to the sword with the same callousness with which they treat the rest of the world. Boo hoo, Frank. Boo. Hoo.

Good article.

 

It's a fucking shit article. Who the fuck is this guy? And why the fuck does he think that Harry Redknapp is Lamprard's dad? :lol: Ignorant cunt.

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I don't agree with what he's trying to say i do think they don't need him though.....

 

Go through the options.... Mata, Hazard, Oscar, Ramires, Mikel among others.

 

I know he scored for them at the weekend but whose to say someone else wouldn't have scored in his place? Not to mention Oscar is a cracking player who is benched for him at the moment.

 

As i said before letting go of Cole i don't get but letting go of Lampard i understand.

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Pity Frank Lampard. Poor Frank Lampard. Poor Frank Lampard might not be allowed to play for Chelsea for much longer, and he really, really wants to. We are all meant to be sad. Boo hoo.

 

In Britain, the justification that, ‘I really want this so much,’ has become the accepted path onto reality TV shows. It’s the de facto bargaining chip of the idiot. You don’t get an X Factor winner who hasn’t said, ‘You don’t understand how much I want this.’ You don’t get a football match analysed in England without some insight-deficient man in too-tight trousers saying, ‘They just wanted it more than the other team, Jeff.’ In Britain, success does not, apparently, come down to charisma, talent, skill, tactics, singing ability, being able to dance (we’re confused as to whether we’re meant to be writing about football or pop music at this stage, but we’ve committed to this paragraph and we’re not prepared to rewrite it) and hard work. No, success comes down to how much you want it. And, as we are told again and again, Frank Lampard really wants to stay at Chelsea, and we’re supposed to care and be convinced of his worth as a result. What hot jazz!

 

Let’s enjoy the demise of Frank Lampard. A man who appears, by dint of not being John Terry, not being hated quite as much as he should. Come, come. This is a time of the year when we should all pull together. All pull together and mock Frank Lampard. There are plenty of reasons to hate Frank Lampard. It’s revision time.

 

One, he was deeply unpleasant to West Ham fans, to the extent that they have never forgiven him. If you consider we’re constantly told he’s the model professional, just look at his actions, not others’ words. At West Ham, with his dad at manager, he was guaranteed a starting spot when his form demanded he be replaced. When he left the club, he criticised West Ham, which rings of class and professionalism. Especially as it was clearly because they got rid of his dad, rather than out of any justified complaint. He acted like such an entitled, smacked arse, that West Ham fans continue to chant very rude things about him more than a decade after he left. Every other player of that generation – Joe Cole, Michael Carrick, Rio Ferdinand and Jermain Defoe – are regarded with varying degrees of warmth. They didn’t have a petty slanging match with the club. Frank Lampard has though.

 

Two, in the year after he left, he abused American tourists after the September 11 attacks. We’ve all made terrible mistakes – affairs, lies, talking with our mouth open, slurping tea – but few of us have openly mocked the dead after the most lethal terrorist attack in America. Frank Lampard has though.

 

Three, In 2007 he confirmed he was a supporter of the Tory party. He complained that his relatives in construction found it hard to find work because of the number of immigrants willing to do the same work, and then employed Polish builders when he needed work done. We’ve all made mistakes – affairs, lies, talking with our mouth open, slurping tea – but few of us have been so publicly and risibly hypocritical. Frank Lampard has though.

 

He was a great player, still capable of great moments, and probably suffered by being English when he has the aptitude and talent to have been more successful in more intelligent teams, and the consistency of his performance standard has been utterly remarkable. But he’s 34 now. He’s slow, he’s not Paul Scholes. Whatever his IQ tests say, it’s the ginger who’s the genius. He doesn’t have the cranial capacity to adapt and survive. There are more effective Chelsea midfielders in any role he might want to play. Ramires has more guile and stamina. David Luiz has more dynamism. Juan Mata and Eden Hazard are more incisive. If Oscar is ever let out to play again, he’ll be a better goalscorer than Lampard. He’s close to obsolete, and he’s on absurd wages that can no longer be justified.

 

Frank Lampard wants to stay at Chelsea. Just because he wants it, doesn’t mean he should get it. Just because his cousin in the media, Jamie Redknapp, says he’s still great, it doesn’t make it true. He’s not. Chelsea are right to get rid of him either this winter or next summer. It’s fair to say that supporters of right wing parties are psychopaths, and it’s fair to say they deserve absolutely no sympathy when they are put to the sword with the same callousness with which they treat the rest of the world. Boo hoo, Frank. Boo. Hoo.

Good article.

 

It's a fucking shit article. Who the fuck is this guy? And why the fuck does he think that Harry Redknapp is Lamprard's dad? :lol: Ignorant cunt.

 

I assume he's talking about Frank Lampard Senior who was assistant manager at West Ham at one point.

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Pity Frank Lampard. Poor Frank Lampard. Poor Frank Lampard might not be allowed to play for Chelsea for much longer, and he really, really wants to. We are all meant to be sad. Boo hoo.

 

In Britain, the justification that, ‘I really want this so much,’ has become the accepted path onto reality TV shows. It’s the de facto bargaining chip of the idiot. You don’t get an X Factor winner who hasn’t said, ‘You don’t understand how much I want this.’ You don’t get a football match analysed in England without some insight-deficient man in too-tight trousers saying, ‘They just wanted it more than the other team, Jeff.’ In Britain, success does not, apparently, come down to charisma, talent, skill, tactics, singing ability, being able to dance (we’re confused as to whether we’re meant to be writing about football or pop music at this stage, but we’ve committed to this paragraph and we’re not prepared to rewrite it) and hard work. No, success comes down to how much you want it. And, as we are told again and again, Frank Lampard really wants to stay at Chelsea, and we’re supposed to care and be convinced of his worth as a result. What hot jazz!

 

Let’s enjoy the demise of Frank Lampard. A man who appears, by dint of not being John Terry, not being hated quite as much as he should. Come, come. This is a time of the year when we should all pull together. All pull together and mock Frank Lampard. There are plenty of reasons to hate Frank Lampard. It’s revision time.

 

One, he was deeply unpleasant to West Ham fans, to the extent that they have never forgiven him. If you consider we’re constantly told he’s the model professional, just look at his actions, not others’ words. At West Ham, with his dad at manager, he was guaranteed a starting spot when his form demanded he be replaced. When he left the club, he criticised West Ham, which rings of class and professionalism. Especially as it was clearly because they got rid of his dad, rather than out of any justified complaint. He acted like such an entitled, smacked arse, that West Ham fans continue to chant very rude things about him more than a decade after he left. Every other player of that generation – Joe Cole, Michael Carrick, Rio Ferdinand and Jermain Defoe – are regarded with varying degrees of warmth. They didn’t have a petty slanging match with the club. Frank Lampard has though.

 

Two, in the year after he left, he abused American tourists after the September 11 attacks. We’ve all made terrible mistakes – affairs, lies, talking with our mouth open, slurping tea – but few of us have openly mocked the dead after the most lethal terrorist attack in America. Frank Lampard has though.

 

Three, In 2007 he confirmed he was a supporter of the Tory party. He complained that his relatives in construction found it hard to find work because of the number of immigrants willing to do the same work, and then employed Polish builders when he needed work done. We’ve all made mistakes – affairs, lies, talking with our mouth open, slurping tea – but few of us have been so publicly and risibly hypocritical. Frank Lampard has though.

 

He was a great player, still capable of great moments, and probably suffered by being English when he has the aptitude and talent to have been more successful in more intelligent teams, and the consistency of his performance standard has been utterly remarkable. But he’s 34 now. He’s slow, he’s not Paul Scholes. Whatever his IQ tests say, it’s the ginger who’s the genius. He doesn’t have the cranial capacity to adapt and survive. There are more effective Chelsea midfielders in any role he might want to play. Ramires has more guile and stamina. David Luiz has more dynamism. Juan Mata and Eden Hazard are more incisive. If Oscar is ever let out to play again, he’ll be a better goalscorer than Lampard. He’s close to obsolete, and he’s on absurd wages that can no longer be justified.

 

Frank Lampard wants to stay at Chelsea. Just because he wants it, doesn’t mean he should get it. Just because his cousin in the media, Jamie Redknapp, says he’s still great, it doesn’t make it true. He’s not. Chelsea are right to get rid of him either this winter or next summer. It’s fair to say that supporters of right wing parties are psychopaths, and it’s fair to say they deserve absolutely no sympathy when they are put to the sword with the same callousness with which they treat the rest of the world. Boo hoo, Frank. Boo. Hoo.

Good article.

 

It's a fucking shit article. Who the fuck is this guy? And why the fuck does he think that Harry Redknapp is Lamprard's dad? :lol: Ignorant cunt.

 

I assume he's talking about Frank Lampard Senior who was assistant manager at West Ham at one point.

 

No, he clearly thinks it's Redknapp -

 

"At West Ham, with his dad at manager, he was guaranteed a starting spot when his form demanded he be replaced. When he left the club, he criticised West Ham, which rings of class and professionalism. Especially as it was clearly because they got rid of his dad, rather than out of any justified complaint."

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Pity Frank Lampard. Poor Frank Lampard. Poor Frank Lampard might not be allowed to play for Chelsea for much longer, and he really, really wants to. We are all meant to be sad. Boo hoo.

 

In Britain, the justification that, ‘I really want this so much,’ has become the accepted path onto reality TV shows. It’s the de facto bargaining chip of the idiot. You don’t get an X Factor winner who hasn’t said, ‘You don’t understand how much I want this.’ You don’t get a football match analysed in England without some insight-deficient man in too-tight trousers saying, ‘They just wanted it more than the other team, Jeff.’ In Britain, success does not, apparently, come down to charisma, talent, skill, tactics, singing ability, being able to dance (we’re confused as to whether we’re meant to be writing about football or pop music at this stage, but we’ve committed to this paragraph and we’re not prepared to rewrite it) and hard work. No, success comes down to how much you want it. And, as we are told again and again, Frank Lampard really wants to stay at Chelsea, and we’re supposed to care and be convinced of his worth as a result. What hot jazz!

 

Let’s enjoy the demise of Frank Lampard. A man who appears, by dint of not being John Terry, not being hated quite as much as he should. Come, come. This is a time of the year when we should all pull together. All pull together and mock Frank Lampard. There are plenty of reasons to hate Frank Lampard. It’s revision time.

 

One, he was deeply unpleasant to West Ham fans, to the extent that they have never forgiven him. If you consider we’re constantly told he’s the model professional, just look at his actions, not others’ words. At West Ham, with his dad at manager, he was guaranteed a starting spot when his form demanded he be replaced. When he left the club, he criticised West Ham, which rings of class and professionalism. Especially as it was clearly because they got rid of his dad, rather than out of any justified complaint. He acted like such an entitled, smacked arse, that West Ham fans continue to chant very rude things about him more than a decade after he left. Every other player of that generation – Joe Cole, Michael Carrick, Rio Ferdinand and Jermain Defoe – are regarded with varying degrees of warmth. They didn’t have a petty slanging match with the club. Frank Lampard has though.

 

Two, in the year after he left, he abused American tourists after the September 11 attacks. We’ve all made terrible mistakes – affairs, lies, talking with our mouth open, slurping tea – but few of us have openly mocked the dead after the most lethal terrorist attack in America. Frank Lampard has though.

 

Three, In 2007 he confirmed he was a supporter of the Tory party. He complained that his relatives in construction found it hard to find work because of the number of immigrants willing to do the same work, and then employed Polish builders when he needed work done. We’ve all made mistakes – affairs, lies, talking with our mouth open, slurping tea – but few of us have been so publicly and risibly hypocritical. Frank Lampard has though.

 

He was a great player, still capable of great moments, and probably suffered by being English when he has the aptitude and talent to have been more successful in more intelligent teams, and the consistency of his performance standard has been utterly remarkable. But he’s 34 now. He’s slow, he’s not Paul Scholes. Whatever his IQ tests say, it’s the ginger who’s the genius. He doesn’t have the cranial capacity to adapt and survive. There are more effective Chelsea midfielders in any role he might want to play. Ramires has more guile and stamina. David Luiz has more dynamism. Juan Mata and Eden Hazard are more incisive. If Oscar is ever let out to play again, he’ll be a better goalscorer than Lampard. He’s close to obsolete, and he’s on absurd wages that can no longer be justified.

 

Frank Lampard wants to stay at Chelsea. Just because he wants it, doesn’t mean he should get it. Just because his cousin in the media, Jamie Redknapp, says he’s still great, it doesn’t make it true. He’s not. Chelsea are right to get rid of him either this winter or next summer. It’s fair to say that supporters of right wing parties are psychopaths, and it’s fair to say they deserve absolutely no sympathy when they are put to the sword with the same callousness with which they treat the rest of the world. Boo hoo, Frank. Boo. Hoo.

Good article.

 

It's a fucking shit article. Who the fuck is this guy? And why the fuck does he think that Harry Redknapp is Lamprard's dad? :lol: Ignorant cunt.

 

I assume he's talking about Frank Lampard Senior who was assistant manager at West Ham at one point.

 

No, he clearly thinks it's Redknapp -

 

"At West Ham, with his dad at manager, he was guaranteed a starting spot when his form demanded he be replaced. When he left the club, he criticised West Ham, which rings of class and professionalism. Especially as it was clearly because they got rid of his dad, rather than out of any justified complaint."

 

You could just as easily say it was a mistype of assistant manager, would make more sense.  It was mainly the fact that his dad was a coach that saw the West Ham fans kicking off about nepotism, although I know (or think?) the Redknapps are family with the Lampards as well.

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Pity Frank Lampard. Poor Frank Lampard. Poor Frank Lampard might not be allowed to play for Chelsea for much longer, and he really, really wants to. We are all meant to be sad. Boo hoo.

 

In Britain, the justification that, ‘I really want this so much,’ has become the accepted path onto reality TV shows. It’s the de facto bargaining chip of the idiot. You don’t get an X Factor winner who hasn’t said, ‘You don’t understand how much I want this.’ You don’t get a football match analysed in England without some insight-deficient man in too-tight trousers saying, ‘They just wanted it more than the other team, Jeff.’ In Britain, success does not, apparently, come down to charisma, talent, skill, tactics, singing ability, being able to dance (we’re confused as to whether we’re meant to be writing about football or pop music at this stage, but we’ve committed to this paragraph and we’re not prepared to rewrite it) and hard work. No, success comes down to how much you want it. And, as we are told again and again, Frank Lampard really wants to stay at Chelsea, and we’re supposed to care and be convinced of his worth as a result. What hot jazz!

 

Let’s enjoy the demise of Frank Lampard. A man who appears, by dint of not being John Terry, not being hated quite as much as he should. Come, come. This is a time of the year when we should all pull together. All pull together and mock Frank Lampard. There are plenty of reasons to hate Frank Lampard. It’s revision time.

 

One, he was deeply unpleasant to West Ham fans, to the extent that they have never forgiven him. If you consider we’re constantly told he’s the model professional, just look at his actions, not others’ words. At West Ham, with his dad at manager, he was guaranteed a starting spot when his form demanded he be replaced. When he left the club, he criticised West Ham, which rings of class and professionalism. Especially as it was clearly because they got rid of his dad, rather than out of any justified complaint. He acted like such an entitled, smacked arse, that West Ham fans continue to chant very rude things about him more than a decade after he left. Every other player of that generation – Joe Cole, Michael Carrick, Rio Ferdinand and Jermain Defoe – are regarded with varying degrees of warmth. They didn’t have a petty slanging match with the club. Frank Lampard has though.

 

Two, in the year after he left, he abused American tourists after the September 11 attacks. We’ve all made terrible mistakes – affairs, lies, talking with our mouth open, slurping tea – but few of us have openly mocked the dead after the most lethal terrorist attack in America. Frank Lampard has though.

 

Three, In 2007 he confirmed he was a supporter of the Tory party. He complained that his relatives in construction found it hard to find work because of the number of immigrants willing to do the same work, and then employed Polish builders when he needed work done. We’ve all made mistakes – affairs, lies, talking with our mouth open, slurping tea – but few of us have been so publicly and risibly hypocritical. Frank Lampard has though.

 

He was a great player, still capable of great moments, and probably suffered by being English when he has the aptitude and talent to have been more successful in more intelligent teams, and the consistency of his performance standard has been utterly remarkable. But he’s 34 now. He’s slow, he’s not Paul Scholes. Whatever his IQ tests say, it’s the ginger who’s the genius. He doesn’t have the cranial capacity to adapt and survive. There are more effective Chelsea midfielders in any role he might want to play. Ramires has more guile and stamina. David Luiz has more dynamism. Juan Mata and Eden Hazard are more incisive. If Oscar is ever let out to play again, he’ll be a better goalscorer than Lampard. He’s close to obsolete, and he’s on absurd wages that can no longer be justified.

 

Frank Lampard wants to stay at Chelsea. Just because he wants it, doesn’t mean he should get it. Just because his cousin in the media, Jamie Redknapp, says he’s still great, it doesn’t make it true. He’s not. Chelsea are right to get rid of him either this winter or next summer. It’s fair to say that supporters of right wing parties are psychopaths, and it’s fair to say they deserve absolutely no sympathy when they are put to the sword with the same callousness with which they treat the rest of the world. Boo hoo, Frank. Boo. Hoo.

Good article.

 

It's a fucking shit article. Who the fuck is this guy? And why the fuck does he think that Harry Redknapp is Lamprard's dad? :lol: Ignorant cunt.

 

I assume he's talking about Frank Lampard Senior who was assistant manager at West Ham at one point.

 

No, he clearly thinks it's Redknapp -

 

"At West Ham, with his dad at manager, he was guaranteed a starting spot when his form demanded he be replaced. When he left the club, he criticised West Ham, which rings of class and professionalism. Especially as it was clearly because they got rid of his dad, rather than out of any justified complaint."

Perhaps at manager is short for assistant manager.
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