Meet Arek Onyszko, everybody. He’s the goalkeeper for Danish soccer club FC Midtjylland. Or at least he was, anyway; he was recently kicked off the team after he released a book the team told him to quit working on. Also, he hates gay people like you would not believe. No, really; he’d like to tell you all about how vile he finds them.

(”I’M SO STRAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIGHT!”*)

Onyszko’s only with FC Midtjylland because he was fired from his earlier team, Odense OB, though that’s a rather normal reaction for a team when you’re put in jail for three months for beating your wife. So if you’re wondering what it would take to get kicked off another team if they’re willing to look past spousal abuse, well, we can start here.

Onyszko’s book, which is called “F–king Polack” and no we are not kidding about that, actually goes into uncomfortable detail about how and why he hates the gays; if you’re a virulent homophobe, this would be the right kind of book to curl up with in front of the fireplace this winter.

CARNAL NATION has some of the offending excerpts from Onyskzo’s book, and suffice it to say you probably shouldn’t plan on bringing this to Book Club:

“I hate gays, I really do. I think it’s f–king disgusting to hear them talk to each other as if they are girls. I can’t be in the same room as someone who’s gay. Look at them kissing each other – it’s sickening.”

As PINK NEWS - which probably isn’t in Onyszko’s bookmarks - explains, though his choice of words is repugnant, this is really all just an unimpeachable matter of faith:

He also likened gays to “vomit” and attacked female sports reporters.

In a recent interview, Onyszko said his Catholic beliefs prohibited him from accepting “those kind of people”.

Good lord. He makes John Rocker look like John Denver. Before the plane crash, I mean.

If this were America, of course, he’d just go into rehab for alcoholism or something or other then issue a non-apology that says he never meant to offend anyone and we’d all go off on our way. Fortunately, we’re to be spared that charade. He’ll just bounce around club teams instead until everyone’s tired of putting up with his s–t, and then he’ll just go off on his way. At least there, there’s a measure of honesty.

Kind of like his book, except less ridiculously offensive.

*He would be yelling that in Polish, but those would probably be the words. Also, dude, with a shaved head, those tattoos, those abs, and a book about how you’re not gay? Um, you might be setting off a gaydar or two anyway.