The way Manchester City have bought success is not something that I admire but it’s human beings like Carlos Tevez who make me question my fervour for all things football. Poor Carlos... I feel sorry for him... pass me a hankie.
Since arriving in the English Premiership on the final day of the transfer window in August 2006 Tevez has managed to court so much controversy that he makes a Daily Mail columnist sound like a measured member of the human race.
The Argentine has a reputation for kissing the badge of whichever club he plays for and then the following week it’ll take nothing out of him to accuse the manager of treating him like a dog.
Football needs colourful characters with flaws and who are to a certain degree hypocritical but Carlos Tevez is not one of them.
Carlos Tevez is perhaps the first footballer to be hated with equal levels of vitriol by both Manchester United and Manchester City fans.
Tevez blossomed at Old Trafford and he soon became a powering centre forward with a deadly ability of finding the back of the net.
Exit stage right Carlos Tevez.
Despite Alex Ferguson wanting to hold on to the player he decided that he’d had enough of Tevez’s insistence of always playing the victim and gave him his marching orders.
Tevez joined rivals Manchester City soon after and one of football’s most famous PR stunts followed.
City paid for huge billboards to be erected all over Manchester. The billboard was in City’s traditional blue and underneath a picture of Carlos Tevez, read ‘Welcome to Manchester’.
How ironic that the club that almost literally bent over backwards to welcome Tevez should be next to feel his ire.
I really don’t know what it is about Tevez. Is he some sort of misunderstood footballing genius? Definitely not.
Is he a person who revels in paranoia finger pointing? I think I could be on to something here.
Tevez has been in self imposed exile (that’s not turning up to work to you and me) for the last three and a half months.
Two weeks ago, after the Manchester City manager Roberto Mancini (pictured below) said he’d be open to some sort of prodigal son-like return.
What does Tevez do? Accept the invitation? No! He replies by saying that during his time at Manchester City Mancini treated him like a dog.
A dog? A dog? Are you serious Carlos?
Are you suggesting that Mancini took for you long walks like many humans beings do with their canine companions on lonely Sunday afternoons or are you suggesting that you were treated badly?
If Mancini did treat Tevez like a dog then all of the Pedigree Chum he’s been munching on has certainly taken its effect because earlier this week Tevez issued an apology,
Well, when I say apology I mean a statement begging the manager, team-mates and the fans to take him back.
You see, what happened Tevez was that clubs interested in signing him would see past his unique personality and want to sign him because of his talent. Sorry Carlos, you are 100 per cent wrong.
If there’s one thing managers want more than a talented dressing room it’s a settled dressing room.
Tevez infected everyone he came into contact with and apparently at the height of his temper tantrums and refusals to come on as substitute he caused awful atmospheres.
There’s no doubting Tevez’s ability; he’s a good player but is it right that Mancini and players like Jolean Lescott have welcomed Tevez back so quickly?
Maybe I’ll be proved wrong and Tevez will go on to score the goals to help Manchester City win their first league title in decades or perhaps ( and I like to think much more likely), Micah Richard’s half time beverage will have slightly more in it than Tevez’s and in protest he’ll set fire to himself in centre circle of the City of Manchester Stadium.
Stranger things have happened...