Hello everyone because this was written about the Madrid Derby on Sunday night, it was inevitable that it had to include a treatment and attitude towards what happened around Phoenicious? I find racism, something that makes my blood boil.

And those who don't get angry should do, but getting angry isn't enough.

If you want, rather than me repeating all here, if you want to understand what I think about the

floating tard of a television program that Chiringito is, where a man called Pedro Bravo asked

Vincius to stop playing the monkey. If you want to understand my limited but honest view of racism in Spain racism in

Spanish football and go on to Twitter go to off the ball on from Monday night it's been retweeted and repeated as a podcast as

clips with links and there you'll find if you're interested the best I could do to

express my my disgust to tell something about what I've seen an experience during my time in Spain and where I think it's possible that Spain is going to start this column which again I'm grateful to

ESP and FC James Martin and James Tyler in particular grateful for them allowing me

to read this to you.

Go to their site, go to ESP&FC, their coverage is tremendous, one of their writers,

Sam Mars, and was just given the first Civi FC Prize for journalism.

When it comes to describing the need... Severec Prize for Journalism.

When it comes to describing the need for somebody who's been successful,

to be moved on, to be sold, to be to retire,

to have their contract ended, sacked.

I've almost always hated that.

There are people who have deserved the road bumps that come to them in life, people that I've had to report on,

people who I think should be punished, sacked, held to account where I feel no regret,

but when you get anybody in sport who has excelled, who has entertained us,

who has done special things, but then you're left saying I call time I see weakness I see

frailty I see failure I find it an unpleasant job. There are a lot of people naming no names in this

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