I've often thought it must be absolutely bizarre to grow up being the best player in your friendship group, then your club, then your school, and to be so vastly superior at something to everyone around you that you get picked up and paid incredible, life-changing money to do it for a living, but part of the deal is you have to accept a load of people who are absolutely shit at it tell you how shit you are at it from the sidelines.I never get this argument tbh, you choose to to keep spending the money, if you don’t like what’s being played you don’t have to keep spending it.
You spend money buying tickets to go on the bus or the train, if it runs late or breaks down do you feel entitled to go shout at the driver and call him a ****? Or even worse names? Booing and heckling a player if you decide he’s not good enough?
Obviously people expect it to a point, but sometimes it goes way other the top, especially when specific players get targeted. It’s this “I pay my ticket” mentality that causes that entitlement.
Imagine trying to explain that concept to an alien.