২০টি বছরের ভক্তির আবেগগত মূল্য

আমি Opta-এর heatmaps, xT-এর model, ESPN-এর reports-এওয়াদিগতভাবে 300+ Premier League-এর 球員কে analyze-করছি। but today? I’m not here for stats. I’m here to confess: I’m done with the bear.

হ্যাঁ—যিনি। Brazil-এইড়ায় 2014-এওয়াদিগতভাবে ‘saint’ -একজন। but he’s a liability in every high-stakes moment. Twenty years of loyalty… now only resentment.

2005-তে, he was young, hungry, flashy—hope of a generation. We bought jerseys, made chants. But time passed. Goals dried up. Passes became predictable. Yet we kept defending him.

Loyalty becomes self-destructive?

No player is perfect—but this isn’t about fluctuations. It’s about pattern: every major tournament or crucial match—he vanishes.

He doesn’t score when it matters. He doesn’t create when it counts. And worst: blames others when things go wrong.

I used to rationalize: ‘He’ll bounce back.’ Now I ask: is this loyalty—or collective delusion?

Data doesn’t lie (but fans do)

My own data from last five seasons:

• Avg xT/game: 0.38 – below league median.
• Pass accuracy under pressure: 67% – worse than three lower-tier midfielders.
• Zero assists in top-five fixtures since Jan 2023.
• Scored once in 18 games vs elite teams.

Yet fans still chant like he’s saving us—ignoring real pitch results and heatmaps we all see online.

A generation trapped by nostalgia?

This isn’t just one player—it’s how football fandom mixes sentiment with substance. We’re taught to stand by heroes through thick and thin—but what if they’ve stopped earning it?

Irony? Fans who claim progress still hold onto someone whose presence hinders squad development.

Some will call me cynical or ungrateful after two decades of devotion. Fine. Be ungrateful yourself if you keep investing emotion into someone who gives nothing back.

Letting go is not betrayal—it’s clarity!

The truth? If replaced tomorrow by any mid-tier midfielder with better work rate and passing range—the team improves—and so does our mental health as supporters. The moment passion turns into pain… maybe it’s time to walk away—not out of spite, but self-preservation.