Evra accuses Suarez of racism

[TheElephantMan]

For the first time in my life I feel like I have experienced racial hatred towards someone. I hate Patrice Evra and I think that he is a vile disgusting human being. I hate him and I hate the fact that he used his colour to damage the reputation of our best player. I feel very strong racial hatred toward Patrice Evra.

[TheElephantMan]

I don't know, maybe amongst Liverpool fan's mainly but is there a widespread show of support for Suarez across the country? Feels very much likes its Liverpool against everyone and I can't see the FA coming out worse. I really want to believe its possible but it seems as if everybody is taking their side on the whole case.

There is no support for Suarez because he is a racist obviously.

[yamiedo]

All it takes is for the media to print the truth and everybody would change their opinion but that would never EVER happen.

[TheElephantMan]

All it takes is for the media to print the truth and everybody would change their opinion but that would never EVER happen.

Nobody would change their opinion. I can't believe the **** I've heard during the last two days. The FA have destroyed Luis Suarez' reputation and career in this country, he'll be labelled a racist until he leaves for another league. The FA have ****ed his premiership career, I'm sure Evra and Ferguson are proud.

[RedSince1964]

Nobody would change their opinion. I can't believe the **** I've heard during the last two days. The FA have destroyed Luis Suarez' reputation and career in this country, he'll be labelled a racist until he leaves for another league. The FA have ****ed his premiership career, I'm sure Evra and Ferguson are proud.

I hope they both go to Hell *******s

[Nicey]

I really do not think we should take this lying down that cunt and that ****ehouse club have destroyed our players reputation, we need to find a way to make it blow up in there faces

[Rabiosa]

If Nani and Giggs win those 2 awards i will honestly be disgusted

[Boogs]

Oh. My. God.
guardian.co.uk

Never-say-die John Terry ignores brickbats and does what he does best
Chelsea's captain gave a good impression of the heroic leader as he left his off-field troubles behind him against Tottenham

John Terry applauds the fans at the end of the draw at White Hart Lane, after he put in a devil-may-care performance. Photograph: Richard Heathcote/Getty Images
Amy Lawrence at White Hart Lane
The Guardian, Fri 23 Dec 2011 00.35 GMT
The scene at the end was the perfect cliché of the never-say-die, heroic captain. One point in the bag and another seemingly made, John Terry sauntered towards the band of Blues, peeled off his shirt and waded bare-chested over the advertising hoardings to hand his Chelsea jersey to one of his disciples. As he walked away, he banged his fist on his heart.
In Planet Terry, the vignette represented how fond he is of a performance that reeks of his own determination to tackle adversity head on. But the problem with Planet Terry is that there is no place for the kind of subtlety that would better suit his current circumstances. As Liverpool discovered with their T-shirt idea, the rest of the world does not always appreciate bravado in times of controversy.
Mind you, keeping his head down has never been part of his approach during an eventful 13-year career. And besides, do the boos hurt? Do the chants cut deep? Does the microscope burn? It has never appeared that way, and few players are as efficient at erecting a force field that such stuff bounces off. What wounds John Terry is losing, conceding goals, straining to be half the player he was in his pomp.
Brickbats have seldom seemed to bother him half as much as his detractors would like. And there were many, here at White Hart Lane, many and varied.
Not for the first time Terry found himself under special scrutiny, with his on-pitch performance analysed for signs of any stress emanating from the unnattractive headlines he currently commands following the CPS announcement that he will stand trial for alleged racist abuse.
From the moment he emerged into the spotlight he did what he always does, presenting a devil-may-care attitude. He evidently wants the world to know that whatever happens outside the pitch stays on the other side of the white line and so he sprinted towards the Park Lane, puffed his chest out, patted his badge and saluted the Chelsea contingent. Of course, Terry was the subject of some toxic hostility. But he gave the unmistakable impression that his worst moment came when he was exposed for footballing, rather than any other, limitations.
Eight minutes into this compelling encounter he heard nothing but white noise. Terry was caught dawdling as Tottenham broke down the left. Emmanuel Adebayor was his man. Terry was in front of him. Yet as Gareth Bale's cross skidded over, Chelsea's captain slowed up just as Adebayor anticipated keenly. The difference in sharpness between the two men helped to give Spurs the lead.
Tellingly he recovered from that to put in the kind of performance that had his manager purring and reflecting how, perversely, Terry has increased his levels since "the incident". His leadership was evident as he took charge of a reshuffled defence. Early in the second half his yen for goals in circumstances such as this rose again as he thumped a header on target.
In stoppage time he blocked what would have been an Adebayor match-winner. The scale of insults aimed at him fluctuated during the game from the kind of ordinary rudeness he might expect every week, via observations about his family's misdemeanours to some inevitable insinuations concerning his upcoming court appearance. The idea of arming stewards with headcams to guard against the most unacceptable of behaviour in the stands was not entirely successful. But as an idea it makes one wonder whether some bright spark could come up with a tiny device that footballers themselves could wear, armband-cam, for example, which might clarify instances of abuse on the pitch for all to see.
The visiting support reacted to the Terry baiting with an array of supportive songs. Then they changed tack and decided to pick at Tottenham, pointing out in a none too complimentary way: "You stupid *******s, you burn your own town."
But it was a measure of how Chelsea's players responded that the Terry-ometer soon quietened down. Once his team drew level through Daniel Sturridge, both sections of the crowd felt compelled to acknowledge that a football match broke out. Terry has plenty of previous when it comes to getting on with the job while extra-curricular shenanigans shadow his every move. If anything, history shows he uses moments of adversity as fuel to his fire.
There were match-winning performances for Chelsea after revelations about his liaison with Wayne Bridge's former girlfriend, and after his father made tabloid headlines for selling cocaine in an Essex bar. There was a goal for his country after he missed a penalty in the Champions League final. There was a composed defensive performance and clean sheet after he was stripped of the England captaincy.
Not that it always works. A couple of months ago against Arsenal, in his first appearance after the allegations of racism against Anton Ferdinand were put under investigation, he ended up floored, as a calamitous mistake paved the way for a humiliating defeat.
And that is what appears to stick in his craw more than the worst from any loudmouth.

[Nicey]

This whole ****ing episode has made me soo ****ing angry !!!

That cunt Evra knows he was not being racially abused he said as much himself in his statement
That cunt of a Manager knows the same
That cunt of a club knows the same
and they are all just pushing this through to **** with our club and they have ****ing succeeded in Spectacular fashion

add to this the horrific treatment Suarez is getting now from all 4 corners of the UK, from pundits, from Jornos, from fans, from the tv hacks compared to literally Englands brave John Terry ...

I am utterly utterly speechless i honesty truly cannot beleive what I am seeing ... John Terry called someone a Black ******* !! on camera, the man who ****s his team mates wife when as soon as he is out of town, the team mate he was captain of, the man who parks in handicap spaces, glasses people in nightclubs, does charity work if he gets paid and yet he is coming off out of this as a better man .. when Suarez's only crime is to be too ****ing good for defenders and to go down easy on contact and saying what is tantamount to buddy ...

Now Kenny is getting hammered in the press, the club is getting hammered in the press .. all because that CUNT of a player could not handle Suarez on the day and his ****ING CUNT of a manager did not have the class to pull the plug on something he A knew was not true and B could ruin a players career


Arseholes .... Well I for one stand by the Club ... Every ****ing body in the UK except for Liverpool FC can rightly **** off !!

I spent 48 hours solid arguing with cunts on twitter about the ins and outs of racism, I have been called racist for the first time in my life, all because the vast majority of people in the UK have the cultural sensibilities of a ****ing wet brick.

**** the FA **** them all to hell
This is now more than a mere football issue
Its a mans reputation and his ****ing civil liberties
They have attacked all of us
Our club, our fans, our players and our Luise Suarez are all now under attack. They are not just calling him a racist, they are calling all of us racists, it certainly feels like that today
We need to ****ing Man up shoulder to shoulder and tell these cunts you have picked a fight with the wrong mother ****ing club


THE CUNTS !!!

no still dont feel any better

[Nicey]

Oh. My. God.
guardian.co.uk

Never-say-die John Terry ignores brickbats and does what he does best
Chelsea's captain gave a good impression of the heroic leader as he left his off-field troubles behind him against Tottenham

John Terry applauds the fans at the end of the draw at White Hart Lane, after he put in a devil-may-care performance. Photograph: Richard Heathcote/Getty Images
Amy Lawrence at White Hart Lane
The Guardian, Fri 23 Dec 2011 00.35 GMT
The scene at the end was the perfect cliché of the never-say-die, heroic captain. One point in the bag and another seemingly made, John Terry sauntered towards the band of Blues, peeled off his shirt and waded bare-chested over the advertising hoardings to hand his Chelsea jersey to one of his disciples. As he walked away, he banged his fist on his heart.
In Planet Terry, the vignette represented how fond he is of a performance that reeks of his own determination to tackle adversity head on. But the problem with Planet Terry is that there is no place for the kind of subtlety that would better suit his current circumstances. As Liverpool discovered with their T-shirt idea, the rest of the world does not always appreciate bravado in times of controversy.
Mind you, keeping his head down has never been part of his approach during an eventful 13-year career. And besides, do the boos hurt? Do the chants cut deep? Does the microscope burn? It has never appeared that way, and few players are as efficient at erecting a force field that such stuff bounces off. What wounds John Terry is losing, conceding goals, straining to be half the player he was in his pomp.
Brickbats have seldom seemed to bother him half as much as his detractors would like. And there were many, here at White Hart Lane, many and varied.
Not for the first time Terry found himself under special scrutiny, with his on-pitch performance analysed for signs of any stress emanating from the unnattractive headlines he currently commands following the CPS announcement that he will stand trial for alleged racist abuse.
From the moment he emerged into the spotlight he did what he always does, presenting a devil-may-care attitude. He evidently wants the world to know that whatever happens outside the pitch stays on the other side of the white line and so he sprinted towards the Park Lane, puffed his chest out, patted his badge and saluted the Chelsea contingent. Of course, Terry was the subject of some toxic hostility. But he gave the unmistakable impression that his worst moment came when he was exposed for footballing, rather than any other, limitations.
Eight minutes into this compelling encounter he heard nothing but white noise. Terry was caught dawdling as Tottenham broke down the left. Emmanuel Adebayor was his man. Terry was in front of him. Yet as Gareth Bale's cross skidded over, Chelsea's captain slowed up just as Adebayor anticipated keenly. The difference in sharpness between the two men helped to give Spurs the lead.
Tellingly he recovered from that to put in the kind of performance that had his manager purring and reflecting how, perversely, Terry has increased his levels since "the incident". His leadership was evident as he took charge of a reshuffled defence. Early in the second half his yen for goals in circumstances such as this rose again as he thumped a header on target.
In stoppage time he blocked what would have been an Adebayor match-winner. The scale of insults aimed at him fluctuated during the game from the kind of ordinary rudeness he might expect every week, via observations about his family's misdemeanours to some inevitable insinuations concerning his upcoming court appearance. The idea of arming stewards with headcams to guard against the most unacceptable of behaviour in the stands was not entirely successful. But as an idea it makes one wonder whether some bright spark could come up with a tiny device that footballers themselves could wear, armband-cam, for example, which might clarify instances of abuse on the pitch for all to see.
The visiting support reacted to the Terry baiting with an array of supportive songs. Then they changed tack and decided to pick at Tottenham, pointing out in a none too complimentary way: "You stupid *******s, you burn your own town."
But it was a measure of how Chelsea's players responded that the Terry-ometer soon quietened down. Once his team drew level through Daniel Sturridge, both sections of the crowd felt compelled to acknowledge that a football match broke out. Terry has plenty of previous when it comes to getting on with the job while extra-curricular shenanigans shadow his every move. If anything, history shows he uses moments of adversity as fuel to his fire.
There were match-winning performances for Chelsea after revelations about his liaison with Wayne Bridge's former girlfriend, and after his father made tabloid headlines for selling cocaine in an Essex bar. There was a goal for his country after he missed a penalty in the Champions League final. There was a composed defensive performance and clean sheet after he was stripped of the England captaincy.
Not that it always works. A couple of months ago against Arsenal, in his first appearance after the allegations of racism against Anton Ferdinand were put under investigation, he ended up floored, as a calamitous mistake paved the way for a humiliating defeat.
And that is what appears to stick in his craw more than the worst from any loudmouth.

They then ran a story with a picture of Englands Brave John Terry giving his shirt to a Old women in a Wheel Chair ...

I am dizzy with anger

Perplexed

Yet our club is being completely ****ing hammered by the world and its ****ing mother right now

[Nicey]

Oh. My. God.
guardian.co.uk

Never-say-die John Terry ignores brickbats and does what he does best
Chelsea's captain gave a good impression of the heroic leader as he left his off-field troubles behind him against Tottenham

John Terry applauds the fans at the end of the draw at White Hart Lane, after he put in a devil-may-care performance. Photograph: Richard Heathcote/Getty Images
Amy Lawrence at White Hart Lane
The Guardian, Fri 23 Dec 2011 00.35 GMT
The scene at the end was the perfect cliché of the never-say-die, heroic captain. One point in the bag and another seemingly made, John Terry sauntered towards the band of Blues, peeled off his shirt and waded bare-chested over the advertising hoardings to hand his Chelsea jersey to one of his disciples. As he walked away, he banged his fist on his heart.
In Planet Terry, the vignette represented how fond he is of a performance that reeks of his own determination to tackle adversity head on. But the problem with Planet Terry is that there is no place for the kind of subtlety that would better suit his current circumstances. As Liverpool discovered with their T-shirt idea, the rest of the world does not always appreciate bravado in times of controversy.
Mind you, keeping his head down has never been part of his approach during an eventful 13-year career. And besides, do the boos hurt? Do the chants cut deep? Does the microscope burn? It has never appeared that way, and few players are as efficient at erecting a force field that such stuff bounces off. What wounds John Terry is losing, conceding goals, straining to be half the player he was in his pomp.
Brickbats have seldom seemed to bother him half as much as his detractors would like. And there were many, here at White Hart Lane, many and varied.
Not for the first time Terry found himself under special scrutiny, with his on-pitch performance analysed for signs of any stress emanating from the unnattractive headlines he currently commands following the CPS announcement that he will stand trial for alleged racist abuse.
From the moment he emerged into the spotlight he did what he always does, presenting a devil-may-care attitude. He evidently wants the world to know that whatever happens outside the pitch stays on the other side of the white line and so he sprinted towards the Park Lane, puffed his chest out, patted his badge and saluted the Chelsea contingent. Of course, Terry was the subject of some toxic hostility. But he gave the unmistakable impression that his worst moment came when he was exposed for footballing, rather than any other, limitations.
Eight minutes into this compelling encounter he heard nothing but white noise. Terry was caught dawdling as Tottenham broke down the left. Emmanuel Adebayor was his man. Terry was in front of him. Yet as Gareth Bale's cross skidded over, Chelsea's captain slowed up just as Adebayor anticipated keenly. The difference in sharpness between the two men helped to give Spurs the lead.
Tellingly he recovered from that to put in the kind of performance that had his manager purring and reflecting how, perversely, Terry has increased his levels since "the incident". His leadership was evident as he took charge of a reshuffled defence. Early in the second half his yen for goals in circumstances such as this rose again as he thumped a header on target.
In stoppage time he blocked what would have been an Adebayor match-winner. The scale of insults aimed at him fluctuated during the game from the kind of ordinary rudeness he might expect every week, via observations about his family's misdemeanours to some inevitable insinuations concerning his upcoming court appearance. The idea of arming stewards with headcams to guard against the most unacceptable of behaviour in the stands was not entirely successful. But as an idea it makes one wonder whether some bright spark could come up with a tiny device that footballers themselves could wear, armband-cam, for example, which might clarify instances of abuse on the pitch for all to see.
The visiting support reacted to the Terry baiting with an array of supportive songs. Then they changed tack and decided to pick at Tottenham, pointing out in a none too complimentary way: "You stupid *******s, you burn your own town."
But it was a measure of how Chelsea's players responded that the Terry-ometer soon quietened down. Once his team drew level through Daniel Sturridge, both sections of the crowd felt compelled to acknowledge that a football match broke out. Terry has plenty of previous when it comes to getting on with the job while extra-curricular shenanigans shadow his every move. If anything, history shows he uses moments of adversity as fuel to his fire.
There were match-winning performances for Chelsea after revelations about his liaison with Wayne Bridge's former girlfriend, and after his father made tabloid headlines for selling cocaine in an Essex bar. There was a goal for his country after he missed a penalty in the Champions League final. There was a composed defensive performance and clean sheet after he was stripped of the England captaincy.
Not that it always works. A couple of months ago against Arsenal, in his first appearance after the allegations of racism against Anton Ferdinand were put under investigation, he ended up floored, as a calamitous mistake paved the way for a humiliating defeat.
And that is what appears to stick in his craw more than the worst from any loudmouth.

Registered for the Guardians site to make my feelings known on this matter

I suggest every single ****er on this site does the same .. I mean ****er in the nice way of coarse

MrNiceHk

23 December 2011 06:38AM

I cannot quite beleive what I am reading from the Guardian, Never Say Die John Terry !!!, then running a story with England's brave John Terry giving his shirt to a old women in a wheel chair, probably to say sorry for parking in her space. This for a man who is caught on camera calling someone a Black *******, with a rap sheet as long as your arm for questionable behavior and he is coming out of all of this smelling of roses, roses being planted by the Guardian and every other media outlet in the UK right now. Meanwhile a man whose only crime is going over too easy when he invariable gets 7 shades of **** kicked out of him by defenders week in and week out and using a phrase wither or not its palatable for people in the UK or not has no racist connotations in the continent which he comes from. Both the FA and Evra have said they dont beleive Suarez is a racist, yet to all four corners of the the UK that does not matter one bit. He is getting hammered, as is the club and now the manager for supporting a man who's reputation is in tatters all because a man who knew he was not being racially abused, he has said as much, got ran rings around on the day. And yet its Liverpool who are getting nailed for rightly trying to clear there players name and restore his reputation.

Its just so god dam predictable but I have to say I am absolutely god smacked at the tone of the Guardians commentary considering the pods long love affair with that fine upstanding individual Englands Brave John Terry. I am no racist, Luis Suarez is no racist, our manager is not racist nor is our club and Liverpool fans around the bloody world take huge offense to this whole affair and it you think for one moment we are just going to bend over and take it you are in for a rude surprise. Meanwhile back at OT silence, shameful utterly utterly shameful. Suarez YNWA

[malg]

I heard McGrath on the radio this afternoon, what a load of nonsense he was spouting. During the 45 minutes or so I listened to the programme nobody actually said anything rational it was pure hatred towards Suarez and Liverpool FC. I couldn't believe what I was hearing, if it's us against everyone else then **** everyone else - we'll stand up for what we believe in. How can knowing that your team mate is innocent and supporting him be regarded as advocating racism? People don't seem to have values any more, I despair with what's happened to our society. I sound like my Dad. An innocent man is falsely accused of racism and nobody outside of ourselves is even questioning whether he is being treated correctly. If the FA say that Suarez is a racist then he must be! What a load of ****e.

I thought he was dead. Scum must be really scared of Suarez the way they keep putting him down be funny as **** if the ban is binned and he scores the winner at old toilet.

[malg]

If terry is found guilty the ****ing FA will drop all charges as it was done by the police just watch it happen.

[Nicey]

Obviously its got my usual keen eye for spelling and grammar included apologies for making Liverpool fans looking like dumb ****s

[Darkon]

Just to quote the article that that poll is on:



I find the last line of that article particularly funny given the headline of the article.