What Would Spurs Do If They Won The League?

Posted on March 2nd, 2008 in Football, True stories, funny by The Mac

After the revelation that Juande Ramos vetoed the open-top bus parade, this piece makes me wonder - what sort of tattoos were they? I expect Darren Bent’s read “We won the Carling Cup and all I got was this tattoo. I was at Spurs that season, in case you didn’t notice.”

What WOULD happen if they won the League? Pillage? Human sacrifice? Is the Carling Cup worth THAT much to the Spurs players, or is it years of underachievement manifesting itself in overboard actions? A DVD, mug and commemorative t-shirt of the semi-final win against Arsenal is obviously not enough. Perhaps this competition is finally coming back to (near) the top of some teams priorities. Maybe.

Yeah, right.

Threats?

Posted on February 21st, 2008 in Managers, True stories, funny by The Mac

The story that is coming out of Stamford Bridge that a package containing white powder was sent to Avram Grant is a cause for concern.

Frank Lampard is particularly concerned, as he though it was icing sugar.

(n.b. No, I don’t think anti-Semitism is funny, btw)

Attempted rape, mutilation and witchcraft

Posted on November 26th, 2007 in Politics, True stories by Left back

Not exactly your run of the mill Championship footballer.

Watford’s Alhassan Bangura on his struggles to stay in England and avoid deportation to Sierra Leone.  Can you imagine how far Ashley Cole would have swerved off the road if this sort of thing was happening to him?

Stephen Ireland’s dad is Burt Reynolds?

Posted on October 15th, 2007 in Idiots, International, True stories, funny, odd by Left back

Last week Whoateallthepies highlighted Stephen Ireland’s hair - have a look. Now it’s being claimed that his absence from the Irish squad is not down to any of his grannies not dying, nor his girlfriend’s miscarriage, but a rather vigorous slagging from his Irish teammates.

Newspaper reports in Dublin at the weekend claimed that the reason that Ireland put his international career on hold was that he had been mocked by his Ireland colleagues over an alleged hair transplant or his wearing of a hairpiece.

This taunting, it was said, degenerated into two teammates pinning him to the floor and attempting to remove the evidence. It is understood that Ireland’s distress at the reports could shatter his recovery. If this goes on, there’s now a great fear that Stephen will retire from Ireland for good, a source said. Another source told The Times that it was more basic ribbing but he took it really badly. The FAI denied that any bullying took place.

He really needs to get over it. There have been many great bald footballers. Just look at the likes of Pascal Cygan, Fabien Barthez and …erm… ok, we’re struggling here a bit.

Maybe he can wear a hat or something.

Graeme le Saux is not gay…

Posted on September 25th, 2007 in True stories by Left back

…but that didn’t stop the chants. Interesting point of view from le Saux himself over a rumour that became ‘fact’ like that Marc Almond story.

Drenthe making his mark in Spain already

Posted on August 28th, 2007 in True stories by Left back

Royston Drenthe, new Real Madrid signing, is making his mark in Spain almost immediately. Not so much on the pitch but on the streets where he crashed his Audi into a police car, causing a minor injury to one of the coppers. Drenthe was breathalysed but there was no question of him being drunk.

Driving in Spain can take some getting used to, what with them all being complete lunatics on the road and stuff. Not as bad as Italians but not far off at times.

Liverpool must beware of Torres

Posted on June 30th, 2007 in La liga, True stories by Left back

As Liverpool prepare to spend £27m on Fernando Torres they would do well to ensure his past is not forgotten. I don’t mean as a La Liga striker but as a child assassin and leader of a vicious under 11s Madrid gang called Las Tazas.

Torres became leader of this gang which operated from his barrio, La tortuga, in the centre of the Spanish capital. Entry to this gang was by family only and Torres had an older brother who had graduated some years previously after gaining a fearsome reputation for giving chinese burns.

An old friend of Torres’, Antonio Gafas, said:

We were totally wild. Like little monkeys but with sharper teeth and more fleas. People would pay us to stay away from them but most of all we performed hits on other gangs ensuring their growth was always stunted. Whenever a new leader came on, bang. We’d off him. They never learned. A new one would come, poff, he’s dead. And the deadliest of all us all was ‘Nando’ (his nickname at that time).

Torres was renowned for his lightning pace when chasing a rival and he took no prisoners. Gafas continues:

Once, during a summer, there was a boy in another gang who had disrespected Nando’s BMX bike and he had to pay the price. He was chased up and down Avenida de Cordoba before he was dragged down an alley. It was so quick. He simply ran at pace and karate kicked him in the head with a double barreled shotgun. There were brains and guts everywhere. Nando just laughed and said “Who’s up for a slush puppy, fellas?”

It couldn’t last though and soon he was arrested. Expected to face up to 30 days in a juvenile prison run by men possessed by the ghost of Franco himself he did a deal whereby he grassed up everyone involved in Madrid’s child gangs. He went supergrass and even their mothers found out. There was bedlam but since then the child assassin problem in Madrid has been minimal.

There are occasional outbursts when rival immigrant Irish and Peruvian gangs mix but in general it’s quiet. Gafas, however, offers Liverpool a stark warning:

At Atletico de Madrid everything was done to make Nando happy. They knew if they annoyed him his old personality could emerge at any time and nobody wanted to die with a slinky up their arse or a transformer in their brain. A training ground disagreement could mean death in seconds. This is a stark warning in case you’re wondering of a good way to introduce this paragraph.

It is a stark and crunchy warning, and already it’s whispered that Rafa Benitez’s beard has been grown simply to keep the new signing happy.

Liverpool might think they’re getting a goal machine but unbeknownst to most of them they’re getting a killing machine too.

But this one doesn’t have an off switch.