JT's G2G

John Terry is a player I have never truly respected.

It's true, he is a commanding presence on the pitch for both club and country, and is one of the best centre-backs England have ever produced. However, a string, or perhaps a rope may be a more appropriate choice of words, of incidents off and on the field have signalled his demise, culminating in his recent decision to retire from international football.

For me, the decision is an act of cowardice. John Terry knows better than anyone that his remarks towards Anton Ferdinand last season were racist to an extreme that even Luis Suarez appears angelic next to him. He also knows that whilst he survived the personal law-suit, he was never going to escape the FA's sniper rifle. Deciding to regretfully renounce his English availability on the eve of the FA's sanction is tantamount to running away on the eve of battle, an act which many have been executed for in past wars, I hasten to add. I bet Terry would be even more regretful if he was blindfolded and made to face the guns, and the FA must still impose some sort of punishment, perhaps even more severe given that Terry has turned away from his country and blamed the footballing powers that be, in the hope that he can receive some sort of sympathy.

Terry has one person to blame; himself. Here's a thought John, maybe concentrate on the football next time rather than the right/wrong words to say to those who share the pitch with you. If you had done that before, this blog entry would have focused on your immense defensive capabilities instead of World War 1 desertion.

From way up here in Row Z, thanks for reading.