Breaking: Local Man Heroically Cancels Fubo Subscription After Discovering Soccer Still Exists Elsewhere | OneFootball

In what Reddit historians are already calling “the single most principled stand in streaming history,” sources close to the situation confirm that I, a grown adult with bills and responsibilities, have officially cancelled my Fubo subscription.

The reason? They lost English Premier League rights. Yes, the entire league. All twenty teams. Gone. Poof. Like my will to live every Saturday at 7:30 a.m.

I’d like to take this moment to thank Fubo for the memories. The buffering during the 93rd-minute winner. The random 4K upcharge that somehow still looked like it was filmed on a Nokia 3310. The monthly bill that cost roughly the GDP of a small Caribbean nation. Truly, we had it all.

The Day the Soccer Died

But then came the dark day. I opened the app—fingers trembling, coffee in hand, ready for the sweet embrace of irresponsible early-morning yelling at millionaire athletes—and there it was. A gentle little banner: “English Premier League is no longer available on Fubo.” Excuse me? I pay you people roughly the price of a mid-range kidney to watch grown men fall down theatrically, and now you’re telling me I have to… find it somewhere else? The betrayal. The audacity. The sheer gall.

So naturally, I did what any rational consumer would do: I smashed that “Cancel Subscription” button with the righteous fury of a thousand wronged supporters. Take that, corporate overlords! You thought you could just remove Arsenal vs. Spurs and I’d just… roll over? Ha! I have principles. I have standards. I have approximately $100 a month that I will now be spending on something useful, like therapy for the emotional damage this has caused.

Fubo, in a desperate last-ditch effort to keep me, tried to win me back with the most insulting offer in subscription history: $65 off my next bill if I stayed. Sixty-five dollars. That’s like one-third of what they normally overcharge me. “Stay and save,” they cooed. Buddy, I’m not negotiating with streaming terrorists. You lost the EPL, you lost me. It’s simple math.

Fubo’s pathetic attempt to woo me back.

Freedom Feels Free

As of 7:47 a.m. on December 2nd, 2025, I am officially a Fubo-free man. I can already feel the cleansing. My wallet is lighter (wait, no, heavier). My weekends are darker. My blood pressure is… honestly about the same because I’ve already signed up for Youtube.TV that has the rights now.

But that’s not the point.

The point is I took a stand. I showed them. I, one single subscriber out of their millions, cancelled in protest. Somewhere in a boardroom, an executive is weeping into his $400 hoodie. Victory tastes like freedom. And mild financial regret.