Lots of persuasive arguments thank you for your contributions but I’m declaring it a stalemate. Some done very well despite being jumped on by cliques. Well played all.
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There is a bit of a Billy budd vibe with those angry at his clothing stuff.
Not enough Liepzig
Nymzee
Player Valuation: £150m
Yes that’s my new blog
You could also argue there was a correlation between him having his best season and getting called up for England and anyone giving a toss what he wears
Good content to be fair. Dom n Tom would like.
Bluerover
Player Valuation: £50m
I couldn't give a FF if he wore a tutu if he would put in a shift on the pitch. He is not the only one that is really letting us down by any means. The sick notes are an absolute drain on this Club and our fans.
Go and do your flipping jobs!
Nymzee
Player Valuation: £150m
They’ve already got the link.
diggerdestroyer
Player Valuation: £40m
Ok Marius you are not making any sense.. Where did I say I expected him to train and focus on football 24/7??. In fact I didnt use any of those terms, words or even imply that. Maybe you should re read the original post.
I agree with this mate. He has to EARN the right to wear that tutu.
I’d take a 2-2 v Burnley.
The interest in him as a PR exercise grew after his England debut naturally but its up to him and his people to manage that accordingly.
There is a balance to be had and I think its fair to suggest the perception right now is that DCL isn't doing enough on the pitch and that his off pitch focus may well be impacting other forms of his life.
Henry Winter has tonight said its tone deaf the most recent magazine spread. Do we class him as an Everton da too?
Big Sams Undies
Player Valuation: £20m
Wow, I’ve gone from thinking you’re just a bit of an internet whopper to actually pitying your whole existence.
“I stay awake until the first glimmer of sun hits the horizon, I am afraid of the dark, no one to talk to, only my own thoughts to live with, my mind going to dark places.”
“Smothered with lies. Her face, bound with myriad subtleties, stared blankly. I searched deeper, scraped and fought with her frozen emotion. It was then that all hope faded; slithering away from me with every empty sorry she whispered. I’d lost her. For good this time. On cue, before her love set sail, a solemn tear searched my face, and found peace upon a wavering lip.”
“Fear - it clung to my icy veins like anew-born child; gnawing, biting,grasping. Whilst all along its silent repose smothered me, it’s vice grip heldme, motionless, until I found only death could release me from my hallowed dreams. I plunged too deep, shunning the fear itself, before I awoke engulfed by shadowy flame and ash. Spluttering,I asked just this - why me? And as my soul splintered into the midnight sky: I found forgiveness.”
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