You Don't Know What You're Doing

I am quite staggered by the crassness of the once fine club, Liverpool FC, in the Suarez/Evra race affair.

By his own admission Suarez used the word ‘negro’ to Evra and so breached the FA code of using a word agressively to another player specific to his skin colour. We usually call that racism.
For Liverpool to whinge and carp about it’s all being “subjective” is patent nonsense. The FA clearly expected this infantile and angry response and so deployed sufficient resource to draw up a bomb-proof account of the testimony and its judgement. An eight match ban was about right.
Suarez himself hardly helped his defence by flicking a finger at the Fulham crowd last week, thereby underlining his petulance and crudeness.
It is of no significance whatever if racism in Uruguay has been tackled to such a pitiful degree that ‘negro’ can be used in a “commonplace” manner. This is not Uruguay and our rules on racism stand for this country.
But it is also extremely arrogant for the club to mount its self-defeating defence of this boorish behaviour on the day the country was focussing on a court case of the long awaited justice from racism.