Okay. I guess someone has to write about this. And I guess that person is going to be me. And I guess I’m not going to burst into literary tears here. I hope not. I am stronger than this. Breath, dammit. It’ll be okay. We’re going to be okay. I can do this:
Yaya Toure has signed with Manchester City.
Oh god. What have we done?
Hysterics aside, this is probably a good financial deal. We’re talking something in the range of €32m, the largest sale in our club’s history. We’re talking a 350% increase in value on a player we paid €9m for in 2007. Yes, we’re talking about fewer options in defensive midfield and we’re talking fewer galaxy-sized stop gaps for the defense. But we’re also talking about less controversy, perhaps, and fewer questions about who should start. I’m not a Busi fanatic by any stretch of the imagination and so now starts the time when I have to come to terms with this, er, project we’ve got at DM. So it goes.
I’ll be reviewing more of this later, but for now I’ll leave you with my personal thought: this was a mistake. A mistake that will be made obvious this year at several different times. Call it what you wish–too much love for a player, short-sighted, whatever–but I sincerely believe this was a mistake. It’s not so much about Yaya, really, and more about who is left behind to man the fort. Guardiola obviously has confidence in his protégé and that should inspire confidence in me, so we’ll have to wait and see. I’ll not be watching any more Manchester City games than I otherwise would, though (very, very few), so worry not on that front.