carlos tevez depressed

Carlos Tevez is depressed

Carlos Tevez is depressed. Kicking an inflated ball around a field every week. Scoring goals. Tracking back. Pretending like it all means a fucking thing. A grown man. A sentient human being. I get that. But I sit down at the television, Carlos. I punch the air when the ball goes in the net. I don’t know what the point is either. We’re all floundering here, mate. Just hang in there.