They're the absolute perfect embodiment of a cunt club. It's like they went on some sort of supercunt scouting mission to fill every major role at the club with a bona fide cunt. Not your regular old middling cunt either, just pure bacon-flap-hanging cunt would do these cunts.
I defy anyone to give me a greater ensemble of footballing cunts in one club than this lot.
Owner - Abramovich. That petro-dollar supercunt clapping along like a mongo in the stands when Fat Frank (HE'S NOT REALLY YOUR FUCKING MATE YOU RUSHKIAN MONG) deflects another one in from 11 yards, whilst his country gets bumrimmed. I read that there's some clause in his ownership contract that even when he finally gets bored and fucks off that he's contractually obliged to fuck another 200M a year into them for a few years too. What sort of cunt agrees to that?
Managing Director - Kenyon. I know he's gone but I'm shoe'ing him in there anyway. That slimy fuckstick cunt with his "we'll be debt free by 2010" smarm. I'd love to use your greasy chop-head as a toilet you cunt.
Manager - Mourinho. The man who's singlehandedly made me never want to go to Portugal. It must surely be full of cunts like him, and those other were-once-seemingly-innocuous-blokes-like-Carvalho-Maniche-Ferreira-Deco but managed to turn into cunts when they turned up "dan-Fullum-rowd-m8". There's too much cuntery about Mourinho to detail, but suffice to say were that man run over by a fucking truck in the morning I'd weep with joy. Truefact n all. The fucking grade A* (the extra GCSE grade they had to invent just to sppease the fucking prime knowheads at school that they were better than the rest of you - that's you Mourinho that is) whopping bellend cunt. I fucking hate Mourinho. Dreamy loves him. FUUUUUUUUUUUCKING CUUUUUUUUUUUNTTTTTTT.
Captain - Terry. He put the fucking shinpads.
Fans - Those horrible wannabe pathetic cunts, with their flags, their fucking flags. The don't even get the fucking irony, the ignominy, or the joke that they sing a fucking Russian folk song before their matches. The cunts. History? What fucking history, we'll du-du-du-du-du-du-du-d.... DU-DU along to this fucking Russian ditty, completely oblivious to the fact we sold whatever quasi-soul we had as a respectable football club because this gormless Russian cunt wants to give us some money. You're the football equivalent of Ethiopia in the 80's you cunts. Only you didn't get Geldof, you got a fucking Russian Bono turning up. I hope we jam one on Sunday, I hope there's another ghost-goal, or a fucking handball in the build-up, or a Suarez-dive. I want you mortifying bunch of classless cunts to think that somehow the world has conspired against you, and your whopping cunt Manager. Cos that would ice it off for me - you lot of deluded fuckwits thinking you've been hard done by.
Fuck off you shitcunt club.