AS Saint-Etienne : ASSE. Patrick Guillou’s column: “Open letter to presidents” | ASSE News

For the first time since writing this column, I will be using the “I” instead of talking about acting. I will not use figures of speech or other metaphors. The situation is serious. It seems that when you speak with your guts or your heart, anything can be excused. I never hid myself.

Dear Presidents, your next choices will be decisive. These will decide the immediate future but especially that of our AS Saint-Etienne. Your choices will go far beyond football. Rather than pushing pawns on your board of power, focus your attention on the essentials. Dear thinking heads, finally reassure the great green community. The amateurism present on all floors is chilling. What a disastrous image and communication!

To govern is to foresee. Finally put an end to cronyism and to each other. Make way for competence. Our club is not your toy. Thanks to my pen, I am the voice of the speechless. Courage. Finally, take your responsibilities. Stop hiding behind your pinky finger. By manipulating public opinion, the boomerang sometimes comes back a hundredfold in the head.

No one should be happy about the dire situation in which our club finds itself. Who are the responsibles ? Those who decide or rather those who do not? My green heart bleeds like that of hundreds of thousands across France. Dear Presidents, if you like the club as you say, make the right decisions and stop buying time. The cover is already on the box. Stop selling us dreams for once. Stop wanting compassion when you are in charge of the situation you have created. Give us back our pride and our sense of identification with our colors. Finally, put the athlete at the center of your thoughts rather than pulling the strings in the back room.

Dear Presidents, you do not know what it means to leave Geoffroy Guichard’s corridor and to feel this fervor. You don’t know what it means to be proud to wear the armband and lead your troops to victory. These emotions, you live them by proxy. You carry the weight of our history on your shoulders.

Finally, make the right decisions … for once.