It’s truly heartbreaking to feel betrayed by FK Crvena zvezda, a club that once felt like home, where I gave my all for the team, the fans, and the legacy of the club. To be let go this way, without any real explanation or acknowledgment of the effort I put in, is incredibly painful.
From the very first day I put on that jersey, I knew what it meant to represent Crvena zvezda. The passion, the history, the spirit of the fans – it was more than just football. It was about pride, dedication, and loyalty. But now, to be treated this way, it’s difficult to understand. I thought the bond I shared with the club was stronger than just contracts and decisions made behind closed doors.
I gave my best, fought every match like it was my last, and always tried to push myself and the team forward. To be let go with no clear explanation feels like a slap in the face. It’s hard not to feel like all those years of hard work and sacrifice were for nothing. The betrayal cuts deep, and it’s hard to come to terms with this parting.
