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Diving header. Meh. Why is it that people are always running to credit John Terry with all sorts of things? Passion, drive, and the ominous 'world class'? (I've heard that last one so much that I'm not sure what exactly it's supposed to mean. You play for Chelsea. Be world class. All the time. Simple as.)
From the Daily Star:
"The Chelsea defender said he was “born to lead”. And do you know what? He was spot on. Terry played this game like his life depended on it. He was everything his manager needed him to be – fearless, inspirational, simply brilliant."
The worst are those suggesting he be reinstated as captain. He was stripped of the captaincy, people. STRIPPED. And not even for being a crap defender or moronically speaking out against the manager at a time when the team needed unity more than anything else, like he conveniently did last week. No, Terry was dismissed for generally being a dirty scoundrel and a sh*t friend which has to say more about his character than any of the stereotypical english-hardman tripe the press are now selling.
How we're supposed to feel about John Terry is confusing. He's like that friend or acquaintance we've all got who's constantly making catty comments about your clothes or hair and then apologizes 'if your feelings were hurt'. She gives the most complete bail-out apologies that only leave you feeling unqualified in your anger. I get to be annoyed by you, damn it. Let me have that, at least. JT's got a knack for acting like a complete gentlemen, making the blinding off the line clearance (flashback to Trinidad and Tobago at the '06 World Cup) that sticks in your head for ages until, of course, he spits in someone's face during a Champions League final and hounds and screams at referees on the pitch. The moment you start liking him he does or says something so pompous and prick-like that you've got no choice but to go back to hating him again.
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