Friday, 23 May 2014

David Moyes allegedly beat some guy up at a wine bar

David Moyes hasn't been having the best of times recently: ridiculed by the press and fired by Manchester United - this week he was even linked with the Celtic job.  The lowest of lows.  The good news is that now he's allegedly snapped and started beating people up outside wine bars


The Telegraph reported the incident thus:
“Police are investigating a report of an assault at the Emporium wine bar in Clitheroe,” Lancashire Constabulary said.
“Officers attended the bar at about 10pm on Wednesday and it was reported that a 23-year-old local man had been assaulted by a 51-year-old man. He did not require hospital treatment.
“Inquiries are ongoing and we are speaking to a number of people to try to establish the circumstances.
“There are a number of differing accounts which we need to work through to try to establish exactly what has happened. No-one has been arrested at this stage.”
But if you read the Daily Mail's version, the story is essentially a comic book where the uncontrollable David Moyes loses his cool and, unable to contain his rage, tries to kill an innocent boy who just wanted his autograph.  Who is this man?  WHO DOES HE THINK HE IS TRYING TO MINGLE WITH NORMAL PEOPLE?
Moyes, 51, allegedly erupted in a rage after he was subjected to a torrent of abuse as he arrived with friends. One drinker is said to have goaded him about his recent sacking by Manchester United. 
Witnesses say Moyes suddenly turned round and lunged at Joshua Gillibrand, 23, grabbing a bottle from a table and hitting him on the side of the head.
I have no idea what actually happened but I would suspect that the bellend he is alleged to have attacked probably deserved it.  "He doesn't even like football" says his Mum in that same article and that pretty much sums it up for me.  No interest in it but desperate to latch on to the misery of a fellow human being because he's "on the telly" and isn't real.

I don't know what it is about some people who don't realise that footballers, managers and celebrities are real humans as well, and when you spend half an hour winding one up, you shouldn't be surprised when they get angry.  It's like going to the zoo and telling the monkeys to fuck off then being shocked that your girlfriend has left both you and the zoo because you're a jerk who spends their Saturday swearing at monkeys.