Spartak should rebel again

And his president, the legendary foreman should not humiliate

Vyacheslav Starshinov, president of the hockey "Spartak", is looking for money. Since December 13 last year, when the General Sponsor of the Club of Investbank was withdrawn a license, Spartak had no money. But there are debts: more than 200 million rubles. And they grow every month.

Vyacheslav Starshinov, a strong-willed center forward with a helmet strap on a chin advanced, pride and glory of Soviet hockey, was unlikely to prepare himself for a humble supplicant to enter the cabinets and explain the value of a red and white Roman with papers in his hands. This strong man, who frightened the best defenders of the world with his power, having left the ice, was to become a living symbol of the Great Club, a celestial enjoying well -deserved glory at the top of the hockey Olympus. Instead, the former center of the legendary link is worn on offices and offices, knocks on the door and searches, searches, looking for money.

The money around Strazinov is full. They grow on trees in the winter gardens of Gazprom villas, pour into the budgets of clubs with incomprehensible names and artificial origin and splash through the accounts of players, some of them score two goals in the season and receive two million dollars a year for this. Seven KHL players allocated for a special list receive 960 959 500 rubles. Judging by the amount, only a little not reaching a billion, this is a seven of geniuses who can take the puck on the hook, go around all rivals on one skate and dance Charleston on a strange spot. But this is not so, these are just good players who have not achieved great success either in Russia or in the world arena. They would throw them a hundred millions of rubles - they could finance Spartak.

KHL is a strange league. The list of members of its board of directors can be read as a business reference book in the field of gas, oil and nickel. It is clear that the league should not finance the club, but maybe gas aces could help with ties and advice to help the legend of Soviet hockey, central center of Starshinov, famous for his iron shoulders and steel grip? Dial the number: “Vyacheslav, there is one sponsor with a gas field and a small oil refiner, he is in love with Spartak since childhood and wants to offer you a modest budget of 500 million rubles, but hesitates ... Call it!” But no, these people will not do that because they are busy. What? The expansion of the league by joining it supposedly Finnish, but in fact belonging to the Russian oligarchs of the Jokerit club. Well, what a false vanity - in such a wild and money, to create the appearance of the fact that Finland is with us?

KHL is a very strange league. Made on a scale, and the scope towards America: we will surpass you soon! We will steal Kovalchuk from you, as an expensive car is stolen from the entrance, we will give Radulov so much money that he will forget about your America! We are ozolotim of players, paying them 250 million rubles a year, and never, never, for a minute, will think about what a perversion is a hockey of millionaires in a poor country. We will beat the advertising drums, calling our league “the second in force in the world”, but we will never, for nothing, for a moment, will think that there are 2586 covered rollers in Canada, and we have 346 and players in Canada are ten times more than ours. And we have less than in Sweden. And what population do we have and what in Sweden? If you answer all these questions seriously, it may turn out that this pompous KHL is not needed at all, but we need a modest championship of Russia, where, perhaps, there will be so many millionaires, but there will be their players and their own game. Therefore, it is better not to ask these questions. Especially considering that the budgets of clubs in the KHL, of course, are the largest in Europe, and the attendance of matches is much inferior to the modest Swiss championship. And the German is also inferior!

The KHL is highly strange. It is expanding incomprehensible why and it is not clear why, hinting that soon the Italian “Milan” will be with us (oh, we, who saw Kharlamov in the game and Yakushev in a breakthrough, are shocked simply!), Then involving the Croatian “Medvezhchak”-did anyone ever hear about Croatian hockey? She creates clubs from scratch, where hockey has never been hockey and there are no hockey traditions, gurting into such places of diverse trainers and players, and she, with calm indifference, gratifying sleepily, looks at how the legendary “wings of the Soviets” and incredible, cunning, somedemen die from the face of hockey land. "Chemist".

Dynamo (Riga) plays the KHL from the first season. Well, of course, this team is not a stranger to us, played in the USSR championship, gave our team of amazing dribler Helmut Balderis. And therefore, the ITER company will somehow find a little oil and gas so that the foreign Dynamo can play in our league year after year. And "Spartak"? Where did his share of oil and gas go? But there are also diamonds ...

Somehow it is necessary in a different way, not so. Because there are things that are part of life. And there are people who are crocodiles. They have cold blood and obsessive icy thought in their eyes. They need to demolish the Shukhov tower and ditch the Moscow “Spartak”, and if you tell them that it is terrible, that it is impossible, because both the tower and “Spartak”, and many other things are not just iron and not just an organization with a facial account, but methods of memory and love and the world in which we live and want to live without humiliation and loss, they silently look at you with their frozen crocodile eyes and eyes. They think something in the mind.

What am I, a fan with experience, is this "yokerite", whose entry into the KHL is served as a great success? Why do I need a new club in Sochi, where there have never been hockey? Yes, all the same, I will play Sochi with Zagreb, one place without hockey traditions against another of the same. I - and hundreds of thousands of the same as me - need not a sterile, devoid of roots, in no way connected with the life of a gladiatorial circus on ice, but I need a native hockey, remembering its kinship and responding to familiar names. I need Spartak, and not a disabled club, drilling in two places from the latter, but healthy and dashing, recognizable not only in shape, but also for the style of attack. 126 thousand fans have already subscribed under the petition demanding to save Spartak, and this is not the end.

Stop mocking the foreman! Return to me Spartak, Herodes!