Identity crisis

Many peers have argued that they're becoming increasingly unable to identify with Premiership footballers. The money, the lifestyle… they're so far fetched from real life that no longer can you engage into their worlds. Anton Ferdinand's alleged fory to the states last week will only accentuate these arguments, the defender telling the club he was visiting his grandmother while he was actaully cavorting in America. If I was a West Ham, especially following the performance at Charlton last week, I'd be livid.
Yet thankfully that's something I've not really had to deal with being a Swindon fan. The players aren;t paid that much, I'm sure there lifestyles aren't great (have you been to Swindon?!) and they're usually quite approachable. But Saturday's performance at Stockport. Granted, County are in good form and we have the spine of our side out through injuryt - but to play like that, showing little if any emotion, passion or desire - makes a mockery of the money spent by supporters to travel up there.
If I performed like that in my job I'd be fired… the worst Town's players can expect is a day in the reserves. Another game of football, hardly the punishment many of us would have dished out if we were in charge - but just goes to show that even in League Two, it's another world.