Greedy Modric has ruined spell at Spurs
We’ve seen this movie before. The Tévez Inheritance is set on the mean streets of Tottenham. It stars Luka Modric as the tortured hero, and Daniel Levy as the man with the golden key. Blink, and you will miss a cameo appearance by a child actor named André Villas-Boas.
It outlines Tottenham’s most pressing problem, although Manchester City fans are all-too familiar with what is a terrible script. They’ll certainly get the drift: multi-millionaire footballer wants to earn yet more money, so morphs into petulant child. Think Carlos Tévez, before he became the world’s worst golf caddie.
Modric is accused of being unprofessional, and doesn’t need to care about the consequences. So what if he collects club fines in the way Mario Balotelli accumulates parking tickets? He knows he is playing poker with a marked deck of cards. His empty apology to Tottenham chairman Levy means nothing. He will leave Spurs, probably sooner rather than later, with an indelible stain on his character.
Levy prides himself on running Tottenham as a lean, mean business. He’s not an easy man to warm to, even if there is widespread sympathy for the family issues with which he is dealing at the height of the summer transfer madness. He knows his responsibility is to cut the best possible deal for his club, and will push Real Madrid into paying market prices.
Tottenham don’t have Manchester City’s unlimited resources, so cannot afford to make the sort of stand that will drive home the fact that loyalty is a two-way process. Arsenal face the same dilemma with Robin van Persie, whose smugness has been insufferable.
What football lacks these days is moral leadership. Gordon Taylor, the game’s principal trade unionist, effectively glosses over Modric’s behaviour by musing “it is the silly season”. The Premier League chief executive, Richard Scudamore, can’t complain, because his organisation was founded on greed. The FA are impotent.
Here’s a thought, as we prepare to watch athletes who are on the breadline competing in the Olympics: times are hard. I wouldn’t be surprised to see swathes of empty seats at Premier League matches early in the new season. Have we all become sick to the stomach of the emotional blackmail used by the likes of Tévez, Van Persie and Modric? I know I have.
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