I can’t think of a specific watershed moment where the adulation of specific players changed into pleasant dispassion, but I know it happened. As I bled on paper for Fàbregas, Rosický, Nasri, and even Flamini, I assumed a happy longevity verging on timelessness of the player and the crest in the naive confines of my … Continue reading The rise of Hector Bellerín and the importance of supporting the badge, not the player