So he really did. He REALLY did it!! He left us. Our Golden Boy left us and is now a … is now a …. Chelsea player. He is now Drogba’s mate! This sounds like a nightmare, this looks like a nightmare, feels like a nightmare … it is a bloody nightmare.
No Torres goal for us anymore? Now he’s going to play against us. Against Pepe, against Stevie, against Carra … against his mates and friends. And he will score goals against us. And we will hate him for that, oh yes, we will.
I’m now at a “top-level” club, he said. Really, Nando? Are those really your words? Do you FEEL it? What do you feel anyway? And why are you even smiling in here???? “Happy to be a Blue”, he said. Happy to be a Blue?????!!!!!! Please, spare us, Fernando, don’t make us feel worse than we already do …
I’m not gonna lie if I say I am devastated … How could you, Fer, how could you?!
Well, good luck. Thank you for everything … gracias para todo, gracias por las memorias y buena suerte. We will always love you, and from now on also hate you, equally. Do I sound pathetic? I don’t care.