Bayern has an identity crisis.
So many people have to answer for this. Bastian is our number one top living active legend. He’s been with us forever, he’s stayed with us through horrid times, and he’s gotten good times in between. He won the fans over from being a nobody, punky teenager, to being considered a god on the field. He has been sheltered and loved by our club for years – and we made him a professional player when no other club would. We put hard work into him when he was a teenager who cared more about impressing girls than following club rules. We stood by him when he was injured for long stretches, getting him care and keeping him fit. And he stood by us when he had to play in the UEFA Cup, when he missed the penalty at the Finale Dahoam, when his own fans were booing him for various things. Bastian is the living symbol of mia san mia, the biggest face of our club’s identity, the heart of the club.
And we let him go for a paltry contract and fee – let our heart just be bought away for less than 30 Mio. What?! We’re willing to drop more than that for a young Brazilian winger who has no top league experience.
This is a problem with our club management. It started with our decision to get Pep – willing to buy Barca’s golden coach for huge amounts of money and yield to every demand of his, regardless of the long-term meaning for the club. We consciously hired a coach who cares little for the youth system, little for the future, and is more willing to buy foreign talent than raise our own. But it’s not just him. It’s the board that let him come. It’s the president that gave him free reign of the club. It’s the management that forgot our identity – forgot what mia san mia means. Being willing to sell our souls for the price of becoming a household name – regardless of who or what it costs the club, and now it’s cost us several people who have dedicated their entire lives to us.
This isn’t about Bastian, this isn’t about our medical team, this isn’t about Mandzu. It’s about everyone – how our club management has decided that they’re willing to throw our family away for international recognition or something. Our club has forgotten what we mean, what mia san mia really is, what Bastian was feeling when he kissed Munich’s ground as soon as he got back to his home. Bayern has betrayed the family they welcomed me to so many years ago. No one is bigger than our club, but our identity and heart should come before any popularity contest or demanding coach.
To say I’m furious would be an understatement.
