|Dear fans, players and management of Borussia Dortmund,
In my role as a sports correspondent for Deutsche Welle, I recently wrote an article about your club's renaissance this season and the hope that the dark days of mid-table mediocrity and flirtations with the lower league positions were over for BVB.
As an adopted, floating supporter who would attend BVB home games during the two years I lived nearby, I not only wrote from the perspective of a journalist coming to his conclusions via the hard facts of results and performances but also from a personal hope to see the club once again become a leading force in the Bundesliga.
Sadly, I feel that my article may have been the kiss of death to your current dreams. Ever since I started talking about BVB with such optimism, Dortmund have resorted to past type and have become a bit rubbish. I can't help feeling partly responsible for turning what could have been a season of great promise into another which could possibly end in ignominy.
I don't for one second believe that any of your players took the time to read my piece and took my words as gospel. It is almost inconceivable that my praise and excitement over BVB's form was digested and believed to the extent that it instilled an arrogance in your players, leading them to be too cocky and getting thrashed 4-1 by Stuttgart and then beaten at home by Eintracht Frankfurt. I do, however, honestly believe that I may have sent certain vibes out into the cosmos which may have angered the gods of soccer - who obviously had a very different plan in store for BVB in the second half of this season.
Since my story was published on January 23rd - a day Dortmund actually won, beating Hamburg 1-0 - BVB have looked decidedly shaky. Getting creamed by Stuttgart, a team which were flirting with relegation until a month ago, came a week after my piece went live on our site. A week after that, BVB capitulated in a 3-2 defeat to Frankfurt at Signal Iduna Park. Both performances were worthy of a team which were the antithesis of what I had written about. There was no fight, there was no passion, there was no togetherness. I really hope that by voicing my praise of these attributes and therefore making them real, I didn't destroy the very essence of what made BVB a great team to watch. It seems to me that my words have erased all the things which made your team good. So, sorry for that.
I feel not only moved to write this open letter but to write an article about how crap you've become in a bid to save your season ahead of the huge match against Bayern Munich this weekend. Perhaps if I badmouth BVB, laying my disappointment of the team's failings bare and ripping your coach Juergen Klopp a new one, you'll bounce back and beat the Bavarians. Maybe if I burn my BVB scarf as an offering to these vengeful gods of soccer while urinating on my cellophane-wrapped program from the UEFA Cup final in 2002 (after removing the wrap to get the full destructive effect), the curse may be lifted.
Until I find a way to undo the curse I have brought upon your club, all I can do is apologise for my part in making you rubbish again and promise to never say anything good thing about your club ever again.
So, for the good of your season, let me say in all sincerity...
Dortmund: you suck.