Mario Balotelli is a fucking asshole

one man i intend to flay. such a tool. fucking cheat. 

No doubt it. I never liked that sonofabitch. And it takes a special kind of motherfucker to break my no-swearing rule. Not so much as a rule as simple restraint. But I'll come back to it. Right now it's time to pick up a chainsaw and split his head open. I'm going to get more foul-mouthed as I progress but since there's no punching-bag around, I have no other choice.

By now you'll know that Spurs lost to Man City 3-2 at the Etihad Stadium an hour ago. Balotelli won a last second penalty after Ledley King of all people panicked. I don't have any bones to pick over the decision. It was a clear foul, uncharacteristic though it is of King. Balotelli lined up to take it. He ran a few steps, stopped and stroked it into the bottom-left corner just out of the reach of Brad Friedel's fingertips. He's an amazing keeper but there was something about the hopelessness of the thing that i knew he didn't stand a chance.

After a boring first half, both teams suddenly came to life. In fact, Spurs came back from the dead to make it 2-2 after Nasri and Lescott (another cunt that ought to be hanged by his balls) seemed to have won the game. Enter Stefan Savic. He center-back headed a backpass to Joe Hart and allowed the rat Jermaine Defoe to get to it, round Hart and put the ball into an empty net. City kept attacking. But minutes later, Lennon cut back a pass from the left flank to a waiting Bale. Gareth, in lovely position at the edge of the box, struck it with his left and the ball arched over the heads of City defenders and beat Hart in slow-mo to rest in the bottom-right corner. It was a superb strike, in the class of his goal against Sunderland two seasons ago. After that it was a bizarre game with neither team doing much until Balotelli came on. His first duty was to tangle with Scott Parker and stamp upon him as he lay on the ground and also manage to injure Luka Modric in the process. He stepped on Parker twice, once by pure mistake. But the second was a pure trample. He knew what he was doing and fully intended to sink his studs into the side of Parker's neck. If he doesn't get hauled up by the FA when they review the game tomorrow morning, I'm going to lose whatever little faith still remains in their ability to punish serial offenders. Parker wasn't out for long, bless him.

Defoe could have won the match in injury-time had he been an inch taller. Bale swept in an excellent cross past Hart and Defoe connected with it a second too late. If only he'd run further in-field to keep pace with Bale and dived in earlier, Spurs would now be sitting two points behind City and emerge worthy winners.

The game could have ended in a draw without King's defensive error. We've missed a great chance to catch up and now we're 6 points adrift.

On to that piece of fucking filth, the slime of humanity, the man who thinks he's better than the rest of us. He shoulda been dumped into the nearest river the day he was born or when committed his first act of mischief whichever happened sooner. He's fucking devil incarnate and he's sadly plaguing the world of football. I know that Roberto Mancini lies every time he declares he's losing patience in Balotelli. He was saving him to pull off shit like this, to cheat his way to victory, to maim and mangle the opposition. Why else would he bring the troublemaker to City after the latter made his life difficult in Milan? It's a goddamned conspiracy. I hope he doesn't get away Scott-free, else he's got hell coming. Right now, I'd like to impale him on a icicle, although chucking him in a volcano and dropping him into a piranha-filled tank also seem attractive options.