How can playing for Manchester City fit into Marc Guéhi’s moral universe? | Barney Ronay

Club’s predicament raises interesting questions about principles, both for individuals and the Premier League I felt unbelievably ponderous. My head was made of Aztec stone. I realised I didn’t want to be with all these people. Somebody came at me, a huge individual in silver and

Club’s predicament raises interesting questions about principles, both for individuals and the Premier League I felt unbelievably ponderous. My head was made of Aztec stone. I realised I didn’t want to be with all these people.

Somebody came at me, a huge individual in silver and blue. I fell at his feet and grabbed one shoe. I started untying the lace.

He kicked away from me. I got up and walked off. I was exceedingly hungry.

Not my words. Also not the words of the Manchester City centre-back Marc Guéhi, despite what you were thinking there. This is instead a condensed quote from the mind of Gary Harkness, existentially curious college running-back and the narrator of Don DeLillo’s great American football novel End Zone.

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