Yes. I specifically imagine making a name for myself in South America, winning Libertadores with some shitter team, getting bought by a bottom table club in the Prem fighting relegation in a 2,000 capacity stadium and lighting that bitch up, don't win the league but set a couple of records and then getting sent to a money laundering Saudi-backed Champions league contender and winning after a couple of years with said club. Then I imagine coming back to burgerland and getting a fat check from the LA Galaxy and get called a lazy fat fraud, drinking whiskey and champagne. But I still have hair though.
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Guess im doping too.