If you’re an Athletic fan like me, no doubt you’ve already heard of Llorente’s decision to leave Athletic de Bilbao. Most probably, you’re also all up in arms about it, wondering if he ever felt the red and white colors at all, gasping at his audacity to want to move on and further his career.
I know I’ll get a ton of crap for defending Llorente, but I’m going to do it anyway. Like any of us would do when presented with an opportunity for a better job, he also has a right to decide what’s going to be best for his career, his family, his life. And if that means making more money, growing as an athlete, or both, so be it. He is a professional soccer player, for god’s sake, not part of “Soccer Players Without Borders”.
I hope my son becomes a fantastic soccer player one day and has to endure the same type of shit I’m reading about you on Facebook posts and soccer forums when other teams come knocking on his door. Unfortunately, as a son of the Diaspora, he won’t even have the opportunity to play for Athletic.
So, good luck to you, Fernando. And thank you for the good times.
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