Too quick to change colors, eh?

This is about football. A football player, to be more precise—Trent Alexander-Arnold from Liverpool.

Born and raised in Liverpool. The people from the city gave him everything. He played for Liverpool all these years, and now? He’s completely betrayed the city and the people.

All his supporters from the past 20 years—those who defended him even during his worst performances—have now turned into haters. Why? Because of the betrayal. He joined our rivals: Real Madrid.

The worst part? Liverpool gets nothing out of it. He refused to extend his contract, so he leaves for free. And here’s the kicker—he knew everything for over a year. He knew he was leaving. The club tried to give him everything, yet he refused. Kept quiet the whole time. Didn’t reveal a single ounce of the truth until the last month.

And on top of all that, this season? Probably the worst performance of his career. In his final year, he didn’t even give it his all. Absolute joke.

So when the news came out that he was leaving, of course people booed him. And honestly, that was fair. Later on, the club’s former manager came out and asked the supporters to stop with the hate and show him support instead. And you know what? We did. We backed off. Gave him a respectful goodbye.

And what did he do in return?

What was meant to be a title celebration, he made it about himself. Turned a trophy parade into a personal send-off. Like, bro, seriously? Fuck off.

And the irony? Up to this point, he’s never even thanked the fans, the city, the club. Nothing. Instead, all we got were captions like “20 years, gave it my all” and that kind of crap.

And now, finally, the transfer is done on paper. He hasn’t even played a single minute in a Madrid shirt, but bro’s already changed his bio to Real Madrid—while still keeping a photo of himself in a red kit. Isn’t that a bit too soon?

Fuck you. Never come back to my club. Not even in years—especially when those in white start booing you for your shit performances.