Mix Diskerud Wrote A Poem About NYCFC

Mix Diskerud may not be long for the city that never sleeps, if a poem he posted on Instagram is any indication.

At least if the whole soccer thing doesn't work out, which from the looks of the poem it might not, he'll have a future in brooding and smoking some kind of obscure, disgusting tobacco.

Somebody told me I'm not part of a plan and if he was I - he'd run like the others ran 'cause the budget is tight and binding contracts might be broken, to improve 5-6 positions - in exchange for only one man. - He went on to say; "the message is clear - unless you're clueless - 'cause you've lived it all'year since the budget is tight and binding contracts might not need to be broken if.... you crack, kneel or leave the hemisphere" - Who could tell so straight and clearly tales of destiny I fight sincerely when mental games are attempting aims to make me rage severely? - On and on the conversation went about money spent and special rules and mgt's tools and something about allocation being different cent - I wish I had right there - my pad 'cause then my favorite line fused by Robin Williams spine would play dead poets - real bad

A post shared by Mix Diskerud (@mixdiskerud) on Feb 26, 2017 at 4:21pm PST

Red Bulls are red

City are blue

It looks like it's time

For Mix to find somewhere new