Needs a bit of Sorkinising:
Billy, we live in a world that has spreadsheets, and those spreadsheets have to be collated by men with stats. Who's gonna do it? You? You, Arne? I have a greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom. You weep for Zubimendi, and you curse the geeks. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know -- that Zubimendi not signing, while tragic, probably saved FSG money; and my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves FSG money.
You don't want the truth because deep down in places you don't talk about on forums, you want me on that spreadsheet -- you need me on that spreadsheet.
We use words like "FFP," "net spend," "press resistance." We use these words as the backbone of a life spent collating something. You use them as a punch line.
I have neither the time nor the inclination to explain myself to a man who rises and sleeps under the blanket of the very analysis that I provide and then questions the manner in which I provide it.
I would rather that you just said "thank you" and went on your way. Otherwise, I suggest you pick up a calculator and fill in the Excel. Either way, I don't give a DAMN what you think you're entitled to!