“See them come, let them pass and if they piss on us, say it’s raining”

“vsee them come, let them pass and if they piss on us, to say that it is raining”. he provided the figure of a savior, an abundance of good words and a long string of broken promises. Lim entered Valencia, but Valencia will never enter it. “Meriton”, whose management is a historic society turned into a business hysteria, he is still in Valencia for something simple Peter entered the club because the gentlemen who claimed to serve Valencia were actually using him Same dog, different collar.

Peter Lim strictly applies the old “who pays, rules”. The problem is that no matter how much money you put into it, you can’t buy decent management or a centennial feel. And no matter how many actions it controls, it also has no right to trample on the shield, symbols and traditions of the club. He came to make the club bigger, but during his tenure, as crazy as that of the late Gil y Gil, the one thing that remains clear is that the VCF is getting smaller by the day. This Valencia is institutionally depressed, financially ruined, socially destroyed and sportingly mediocre. POwner: Meriton Holdings. His plan: change everything so that nothing changes. His speech: Everything is fine, let’s work. In the background the accomplice soundtrack: “Vsee them coming, let them pass and if they piss on us, say it’s raining”.

Peter changes everything, but nothing changes. And he’s never guilty of anything. The blame for everything, always, is the coach. In just 9 years, 10 coaches have already passed the electric chair “Meriton”. There’s no engineer who can last three years, nor Lim who can resist them. The breaker in Singapore does not stop, but it was not the fault of Juan Antonio Pizzi, nor Nuno, nor Gary Neville (no matter how much he contributed), nor Ayestarán, nor Prandelli, nor Marcelino, nor Celades , neither of Javi Gracia, nor of Bordalás, nor of Gattuso, nor shall Voro. Whether they did worse or better, whether they came out of Mendes’ hand or not, Valencia’s problem has never been a coach’s problem. And the fans, who have swallowed with an intoxication of mediocrity undeserving of the club’s history and demands, have said enough. It’s about that swallow with “see them come, let them pass and if they piss on us, say it’s raining”. Enough.

Valencia’s problem is not his employees, nor his managers, nor his players, be they better or worse, and of course not the coach either. Valencia’s problem is Mr. Peter Lim. A businessman who falls in love with his investments with the same intensity with which he falls out of love, who remotely controls the club from Singapore on a whim and who delegates delegates to a cohort of employees from whom he demands treatment as nationals, whose only mission is to cheer , to clap and obey all those instructions from the boss, crazy or not. He killed Marcelino and Mateu when the club had a sports project, a level team and a champion team. He and only he destroyed everything that was built. Among other things because for Lim the Valencia is a toy, a fad he has had enough of, a cause he has no affection for. Another wave in its vast ocean of conglomerates,
real estate and businesses. May he eat it with his bread and his deeds.

Now it is the turn of Valencianism. Without violence but strong, the Ché people must mobilize and remove from their club a man who is ruining, aggravating and destroying a great club in Spain and Europe. It’s time for Valencianism. It’s time for the media to report. It’s time for the Valencian businessmen to appear. And it is time that the politicians of Valencia do not stand out, take their responsibility and defend the future of a club that is a symbol and sentiment of the Valencians. Peter Lim came to Valencia because those who said they were serving Valencia took advantage of him. Now, to kick Peter Lim out, those same ones have a golden opportunity. Serve Valencia in real life or reuse it. People are fed up and don’t swallow anymore. It’s over with”see them coming, let them pass and if they piss on us, say it’s raining”. Fuori and amunt.

Reuben Uria