Joey Barton on women commentating on men's football...

[Darran]

Me thinks he’s going to be in a spot of bother soon.

 

[Cooperman]

At this rate #BikeNonce is going to be trending very soon.

 

[Neath_Jack]

I see he pissed a lot of his new cult off yesterday because he refused to go on GBNews.

All the paid up blue tick nonces were fuuuuuuuuming with him.

 

[Nocountryforoldjack]

He needs to spend some time with his brother in the nick

 

[TheLoneRanger]

Taken from The Spectator ... 9th January 2024 ...

"Joey Barton doesn’t know anything about women in sport"


"Joey Barton – the Pied Piper of disaffected football fans – has had a busy week. He began by comparing female football commentators to Fred and Rose West, the serial killers who murdered 12 young women. He then went on to imply that female commentators had slept their way to the top.

It would be unwise to take Barton too seriously. It’s long been the chosen road of the deeply insecure man to attack confident women. I’ve worked in sport all my life. And throughout it I’ve faced opposition from the small-minded, although never from the stars themselves or the people who matter. It’s always the man in the county blazer with his many chins resting on a grubby collar who mutters about the good ol’ days when women clutched frying pans instead of microphones.

It’s long been the chosen road of the deeply insecure man to attack confident women

So, if Joey Barton thinks he’s a lone crusader against the tyranny of women in sport, he’s not. He’s a throwback to a rather dim past. When I became the editor of Rugby World magazine in the mid-90s, the news was met with booing in the Houses of Parliament. When I joined the Times as rugby editor, readers rang the paper to say they would never read it again. This was before I’d written a word.

I became the first woman since the 1970s to watch a football match in Iran when I travelled out there to report on a match for the Times. The ban on women was lifted for one game, and I was spat at in the streets and elbowed into the gutter. All this was before Barton got his first professional contract.

Women working in male-dominated fields have waded through this sort of excrement throughout their careers. I remember going to interview female boxers in underground gyms because it was illegal for them to box until 1998. How crazy that sounds now.

Female football writers and commentators have had more abuse than most over the years. Then came the big revolution; the England women’s football team grabbed the hearts of the nation, and suddenly, women and girls across the country had a team of heroes to support. I have friends who never watched football until the women began easing through the Euros. Then they were hooked.

The thing that men like Joey Barton appear to forget is that women aren’t a minority group; they make up most of the population, so it cannot have been a surprise to anyone that Mary Earps won Sports Personality of the Year. Barton objected, of course. But the key factor is that Earps won because it was a public vote. She won because she’s popular, people like her, they love what she stands for, and they admire the confidence, commitment and sheer guts it takes to rise to the top of a sport that shunned women for so long.

Now women who watched the glorious antics of the Lionesses have started to watch the men’s game as well because the women’s club game receives very little mainstream coverage. It means that audiences across football are changing. The evolution has been coming for a while, but it has been accelerated by the interest in the Lionesses.

That women are involved in men’s football is not new. But what is new is that the roles of women in football have become more customer-facing. You now see women on screen, hear them and of course have a right to comment on them. What you don’t have a right to do is compare them to two of the worst serial killers the country has ever known – just because they are female.

The fundamental point underlying Barton’s arguments is that women shouldn’t comment on men’s football because they know nothing about it. But I would suggest that Barton knows nothing about women in sport. He knows nothing about the battles these women have fought, nothing about the abuse they have received along the way, the lack of facilities, the lack of support. He knows nothing about how hard they have worked to be taken seriously. Yet he chooses to hurl vile abuse at them all the same.

The problem he must come to terms with is that while he and his band of lunatic followers waste their time throwing insults that are becoming wilder and more bizarre by the day, the very women they are hurling them at are working harder, gaining more experience and continuing to weave their way into the fabric of the sport they love. And there’s nothing that Barton can do about it."

WRITTEN BY

Alison Kervin

 

[Nocountryforoldjack]

Taken from The Spectator ... 9th January 2024 ...

"Joey Barton doesn’t know anything about women in sport"


"Joey Barton – the Pied Piper of disaffected football fans – has had a busy week. He began by comparing female football commentators to Fred and Rose West, the serial killers who murdered 12 young women. He then went on to imply that female commentators had slept their way to the top.

It would be unwise to take Barton too seriously. It’s long been the chosen road of the deeply insecure man to attack confident women. I’ve worked in sport all my life. And throughout it I’ve faced opposition from the small-minded, although never from the stars themselves or the people who matter. It’s always the man in the county blazer with his many chins resting on a grubby collar who mutters about the good ol’ days when women clutched frying pans instead of microphones.

It’s long been the chosen road of the deeply insecure man to attack confident women

So, if Joey Barton thinks he’s a lone crusader against the tyranny of women in sport, he’s not. He’s a throwback to a rather dim past. When I became the editor of Rugby World magazine in the mid-90s, the news was met with booing in the Houses of Parliament. When I joined the Times as rugby editor, readers rang the paper to say they would never read it again. This was before I’d written a word.

I became the first woman since the 1970s to watch a football match in Iran when I travelled out there to report on a match for the Times. The ban on women was lifted for one game, and I was spat at in the streets and elbowed into the gutter. All this was before Barton got his first professional contract.

Women working in male-dominated fields have waded through this sort of excrement throughout their careers. I remember going to interview female boxers in underground gyms because it was illegal for them to box until 1998. How crazy that sounds now.

Female football writers and commentators have had more abuse than most over the years. Then came the big revolution; the England women’s football team grabbed the hearts of the nation, and suddenly, women and girls across the country had a team of heroes to support. I have friends who never watched football until the women began easing through the Euros. Then they were hooked.

The thing that men like Joey Barton appear to forget is that women aren’t a minority group; they make up most of the population, so it cannot have been a surprise to anyone that Mary Earps won Sports Personality of the Year. Barton objected, of course. But the key factor is that Earps won because it was a public vote. She won because she’s popular, people like her, they love what she stands for, and they admire the confidence, commitment and sheer guts it takes to rise to the top of a sport that shunned women for so long.

Now women who watched the glorious antics of the Lionesses have started to watch the men’s game as well because the women’s club game receives very little mainstream coverage. It means that audiences across football are changing. The evolution has been coming for a while, but it has been accelerated by the interest in the Lionesses.

That women are involved in men’s football is not new. But what is new is that the roles of women in football have become more customer-facing. You now see women on screen, hear them and of course have a right to comment on them. What you don’t have a right to do is compare them to two of the worst serial killers the country has ever known – just because they are female.

The fundamental point underlying Barton’s arguments is that women shouldn’t comment on men’s football because they know nothing about it. But I would suggest that Barton knows nothing about women in sport. He knows nothing about the battles these women have fought, nothing about the abuse they have received along the way, the lack of facilities, the lack of support. He knows nothing about how hard they have worked to be taken seriously. Yet he chooses to hurl vile abuse at them all the same.

The problem he must come to terms with is that while he and his band of lunatic followers waste their time throwing insults that are becoming wilder and more bizarre by the day, the very women they are hurling them at are working harder, gaining more experience and continuing to weave their way into the fabric of the sport they love. And there’s nothing that Barton can do about it."

WRITTEN BY

Alison Kervin

Yep....... Bottom line is this, in order to love others and be nice to others one first has to love themselves and in turn be nice to themselves. Bartons poison towards women is really the poison he has towards himself.

 

[Jacket]

Whether you agree with his comments or not, what is clear is that this is a desperate cry for attention after his managerial career went tits up. So many have obliged and given him what he'd asked for.

 

[Baron Goblet]

I work in women's and men's football and cannot speak highly enough about the women's game.

The issues Barton is raising are fair comment and worthy of discussion but his delivery and repetitive discourse is that of a damaged parrot.

 

[Darran]

 

[PSumbler]

Of course the odious fool does most (all) of this for the attention that he gets and craves.

As with most people when they are a one man echo chamber they are best ignored and then they soon disappear into oblivion.

 

[Darran]

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[FearOfAJackPlanet]

I'm always turning on 'the mens football', me. Always been a fan of ' the mens' Swansea City. When I'd go for a kick about with my friends as a kids it was always, 'anyone fancy a game of 'the mens' footie down the rec?

 

[Darran]

https://twitter.com/x/status/1768551736484974614

 

[Darran]

lol

https://twitter.com/x/status/1768555963055849966

 

[Darran]

https://twitter.com/x/status/1768563146455646558