You have to accept offence to be offended. I honestly have never got angry by anything football related anyone has ever posted. Why would anyone? Sometimes I get saddened how juvenile and Neanderthal some posters can be, but I guess we can't change the World on a football forum. As for bearsonal attacks at me, again I don't feel anger as they are made by people with absolutely no idea about me or well how to be a normal person.
I grew up in a tough part of SW London, criminal psychopaths and socially deranged and scarred people were my 'friends' as we all grew up or didn't as the case maybe. That isn't me notifying anyone of my Street credentials, it is just a sad fact. I'd of loved to have grown up in a nice suburb with green growing things and the main worry being if I could get my homework finished it time. Nope I got murder and mayhem on a daily basis and learnt how to navigate in a melting pot of society intent on living by the tenet of dog eat dog.
Internet bravado or even genuinely meant hate and threats just seem so childish. Football was my passion, what I played daily that blocked out the madness around me. Chelsea was my passion, Chelsea where the play could be sublime and the struggles many. The mad society often followed me there, but I knew how to handle that by then.
I grew up in a tough part of SW London, criminal psychopaths and socially deranged and scarred people were my 'friends' as we all grew up or didn't as the case maybe. That isn't me notifying anyone of my Street credentials, it is just a sad fact. I'd of loved to have grown up in a nice suburb with green growing things and the main worry being if I could get my homework finished it time. Nope I got murder and mayhem on a daily basis and learnt how to navigate in a melting pot of society intent on living by the tenet of dog eat dog.
Internet bravado or even genuinely meant hate and threats just seem so childish. Football was my passion, what I played daily that blocked out the madness around me. Chelsea was my passion, Chelsea where the play could be sublime and the struggles many. The mad society often followed me there, but I knew how to handle that by then.
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