The final #whufc #guff for this season… Our impending relegation is not bad luck. It is the inevitable destination of a club that has been without leadership for years — on the pitch and, even most damningly, off it. On the pitch, the evidence is brutal and consistent: abysmal recruitment, incoherent tactics, and a squad assembled with all the foresight of a late-night eBay shopping spree. Off it, the story is uglier still. David Sullivan and Karren Brady have spent over a decade treating West Ham United as a survival project rather than a successful football club. The arrival of Tripp-Smith and Daniel Kretinsky has merely swapped one form of short-termism for another — private-equity logic dressed up as ambition. There is no philosophy, no plan, no vision beyond the next balance sheet. Just a relentless extraction of value from a fan base that deserves far better. The London Stadium is the perfect monument to this failure: a gleaming, soulless bowl sold to us as the gateway to a brighter future, while the foundations of the club quietly rotted underneath. Bigger capacity, smaller soul. This is what institutional drift looks like. A slow, miserable slide from Premier League mid-table to Championship certainty, presided over by people who long ago stopped caring whether the football team wins or loses, as long as the balance sheet looks ok. Only one thing can stop the rot: new ownership with genuine footballing ambition. Until that happens, the Championship is not a threat. It is our future — and we are already on our way there. #NoMoreBS #SullivanOut #BradyOut