Ronaldinho isn’t signing…
I was ten when I fell in love with Blackburn Rovers. As a defender in Penydarren Boys Club, my grandfather introduced me to Match of the Day in the hope that I’d ‘pick up some tips’. It was a genius move by my grandad, as I got to see premier league football in all its glory, and more importantly, Colin Hendry.
I didn’t have a ‘team’ at this point, I just enjoyed football, both playing and watching. But when I saw Hendry winning a challenge, Ripley flying past his opposite number, and that great man Alan Shearer with his deadly teammate Sutton… I had found my team for life. And growing up in Merthyr, South Wales, as a Blackburn fan, was pretty weird. (Though we could say the same thing about the thousands of Man U fans too, but let’s not pick a fight today, we have a war on; and it ain’t with that lot.)
I saw Rovers win the league. I saw them with the league cup. I saw them under my compatriot Sparky and cheered “Mark Hughes’ Taffy Mafia” at Ewood park. And in 2010, as a reporter in Blackburn at the Lancashire Telegraph, I had tears of joy in my eyes when we were bought out by the Venkys. Talks of superstars coming to the club were flying around the newsroom. My news editor and then boss Ian Singleton, an avid Rovers fan, laughed beside me in front of the Burnley fans, when we envisaged Ronaldinho working his magic at Turf Moor.
It was a lie.
Never in my life have I seen such a scam within football club ownership. This has been, without doubt, the greatest capitalist trick in the money-obsessed history of modern football. We all believed the promises and ambitions of the Venkys. But as we have watched seven managers fill seven positions in seven consecutive years; the vision of the Venkys has become very clear. They don’t care about Blackburn Rovers.
The #VenkysOut campaign has attracted national news, but if we drop into League One, we have to ensure we attract international attention, particularly in India. So let me propose something very simple and possibly very effective.
– Everyday, we take a few seconds out to contact the Indian leading newspaper Dainik Bhaskar with the failings of the Venkys, and the growing #VenkysOut campaign.
– Regardless of whether we stay or leave the Championship, we do not enter Ewood Park until the Venkys have left the club.
We need to let India know how vile the Venkys brand actually is. They are singlehandedly reducing one of the most established clubs in world football to a fucking chicken show. There is no hope for Rovers under the current owners. We have enough evidence to prove this now.
When we cause the Venkys the same inconvenience they have caused us, they will leave us alone. If we continue to pay their salaries, things will not change. If we do nothing, things will not change.
When we return to Ewood, it’ll be with our club in our hands. Let’s get started.