THE GREEDY FOOTBALL CLUB OWNERS & THEIR PHONY MEA CULPA

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This is how it sounds when a thief is caught with both his hands deep in the cookie jar and the hot wrath of justice is about to fall on the knucklehead. It is pitiful, cynical, and phony.

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