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♫ ♪ You're talking to Cesc, baby! You're talking about - ♫ ♪
Oh please do shut the hell up. Look, I'm going to make this very quick.
Uh-huh.
I don’t like you. I don’t like your hair, I don’t like your tattoos, I don’t like your face, and I hate both of your last clubs.
I believe you’re a shit player, you’re a quitter who runs to higher ground the first time someone ever-so-slightly spreads their legs for you and, on top of it, you lack any sort of leadership a club who wants to achieve the glory that Barcelona and Chelsea are looking to obtain. What few Arsenal fans you'll have left after this may still love you, but I don't.
Go on.
And because of that, if I had any say in this decision I would be instead calling you up to tell you how quickly I hung up on Darren Dein when that weasel called us a couple weeks ago whoring out your services for an inflated fee, but.
But?
I got overruled. And this isn't the first time this has happened to me here. You remember how that turned out, right?
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So listen closely, Cesc. You may have an alley upstairs, but you're not here to help me win anything. You're a glory signing - nothing more, nothing less. You don't fit in my tactics and plans, and I will bench you much like your "boyhood club" did.
I have nothing else to say to you.
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