2. It Celebrates Everything That's Wrong With Modern Football
Every ten minutes or so, we'll no doubt see shots of the Totaliser as it creeps higher and higher towards a number that is so astronomically large that it begins to lose all meaning. The £500million final total might as well read 90 Squillion, so little does it actually mean to the normal fans who make £7 an hour and spend about the same on a haircut. You know, real people. The problem with all the ridiculous and frivolous over-spending that inevitably comes with the final day of spending is not just that it is the perfection reflection of the disparity between the Beautiful Game and real life, where there are financial concerns and logic usually prevails, it's that the pomp and circumstance of it all grinds football down to a ticking totalizer. We all know the amount of money spent in football is ridiculous, and that the idea of spending so much on a single day is akin to going into a supermarket and bulk buying when someone mentions an ancient apocalypse prediction, but seeing it compacted into a perverse celebration says everything that needs to be said about the Premier League era. It's not the Beautiful Game anymore, it's the Money Game, and all it does is give the Against Modern Football moaners further ammunition.