Just imagine the scene. Him all there, with his wife. I mean you expect that. Well you’d need that. That is what is known as your actual package, isn’t. Your brand.
He’s like Cliff Richard in many ways. Been on the same journey. ‘Course everyone’s on a journey nowdays. Unless you’re trying to get from Colchester to Liverpool Street on a Sunday in which case you’re on a replacement bus next to some bloke eating an egg sandwich.
But like Cliff he was a much raved about star. Raved about to an excessive extent in some eyes, but then his popularity sort of leveled out in this country. We don’t like our celebs ‘up there’ for too long. We like to keep ’em on their toes. No matter how big you might think you are, disaster is but an expose in the News Of The Screws away.
So like Cliff, his fame mellowed over here as it increased over there. Like when Cliff was discovered, so to speak in Japan around about the same time released Carrie.
But now it looks like he’s making a return. You know, like Cliff did. We hadn’t seen sight nor sound him for what seemed like decades and then one day at CentreCourt, a spot of rain and a BBC sound engineer with a live mic and one acapella blast of Summer Holiday and suddenly – a legend is reborn.
And our man is experiencing a similar rejuvenation. Courtesy of the recent and failed World Cup bid.
That gormless tube Capello basically retired him or as good as tried to when making smalltalk on his way to a free lunch. But what the insolent Italian didn’t factor into his casual jibe was that the boy Beckham still had some fuel in the tank. That and most of the new generation of footballers were pretty rubbish, truth be told.
So once we negotiate the frankly confusing timings of the close of the MLS season and his loan deals and what have you, it transpires that David Beckham maybe gracing the Premiership. A swansong, if you like.
West Ham are purported to have declared an interest. No surprise there, at this stage Gold & Sullivan are submitting applications to X Factor on behalf of their players in the vain hope that something might be salvaged before the inevitable winding up order lands on their mat.
But word is that Beckham could indulge Spurs with a season. That’s the word. What say you?