“Our objective is to win the Premier League, to win the Champions League.
“I would love to win all the competitions in the world but it really changes your life if you win the Premier League or the Champions League. That is the truth.”
I’m preparing myself to change my mind.
Winning a domestic pot doesn’t change anything these days. In 2017 you win either the FA cup or the League cup and it’s like you’re the socially detached guy in the library who walks up to the Enquiries desk and bellows “Good morning, do you have books containing full colour photographs of the Royal Family I might peruse?!”
It might be something you’re excited about but nobody else is and you come across – at best – as a bit overzealous.
Whereas you win a title and it’s remembered forever.
Loathe Time Sherwood? He’s a Premier League winner. You can set fire to him and throw him into sausage making machine, he’s still a Premier League winner.
Win the Champions League and the world reveres you.
So where does this leave us, us merry few who want a cup, any cup?
Have you seen the Cheese Room?