We Should All Learn To Love Manchester City's Mario Balotelli

In a season which has lacked quality, Mario Balotelli’s arrival at Manchester City has provided us with one of the most interesting and fascinating characters English football has ever seen.
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In a season which has lacked quality, Mario Balotelli’s arrival at Manchester City has provided us with one of the most interesting and fascinating characters English football has ever seen.

In a season which has lacked quality, Mario Balotelli’s arrival at Manchester City has provided us with one of the most interesting and fascinating characters English football has ever seen.

Jose Mourinho put it best: “The guy has incredible qualities, but sometimes does not know how to use to his brain.”

This couldn’t be more true, and is the reason why we can’t take our eyes off of him.

At the tender age of 21, some would see him as just a kid. And when you think about it, it probably explains a lot. But, believe me, the game would be a worse place without him.

Here is one man, who everyone wants to watch, but for all the wrong reasons - a man who has got everyone talking. A man, who can be best described as a bag full of helium filled, coked up, lunatics.

In the space of one season, he has (deep breath) picked fights with his own teammates, kicked lumps out of oppositions, looked at referees with such evil glares it would make Alfred Hitchcock shiver, punched the ground, kicked the post, squared up to away fans, slated English icons such as Jack Wilshere and Wayne Rooney, been banned from the Italy U21 squad, received more cards than he has scored goals and most recently, nearly started a mini riot at Wembley after the FA Cup Semi Final after Manchester City beat united.

Losing Balotelli will do more harm to the English game than losing Ronaldo to Madrid. Embrace him, keep him here, and the Premier League will be a more exciting place because of it.

How can you not love him?

Look at this clip of him struggling with a bib and tell me you didn’t laugh or at least smile.

This is what the game needs. He doesn’t give a damn about player’s reputations, the magnificent grand history of clubs, and the rivalry that exists between them. He doesn’t care who you are, who they are, he probably doesn’t care who he is.

Every Saturday, we see him strut round the pitch; his rolling eyes from side to side as if he doesn’t know where he is. Evilness etched over his face as if he wants to grab a machine gun and spray the entire field of players like something out of USA News bulletin shooting massacre. Occasionally he will let out a wry smile, which looks even more bizarre as know one knows what the hell is smiling about. Not to mention that he constantly talks to himself.

The game needs figures like this. He’s everything you want from a footballer. A caricature, a pantomime villain. Remember, football is there to entertain us (the fans). If the game was full of Gareth Barrys, we may as well watch tennis.

Last weekend Rio Ferdinand was seen yelling at Manchester City coach David Platt to control his players. But that’s the beauty of it. How can fatty old Platty control him, when the apparent best man manager, Mourinho couldn’t? What’s more, how is anyone able to control him, when it seems he can’t even control himself?

Losing Balotelli will do more harm to the English game than losing Ronaldo to Madrid. Embrace him, keep him here, and the Premier League will be a more exciting place because of it.

And as he says: “I’m no bad boy.” As with all evil geniuses, he’s just misunderstood!

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