Hello fun seekers.
First up a huge thank you for yesterdays comments. I put that picture up without thinking it through. I hesitate to say innocently, even. In my defence how could anyone have known how funny a seemingly a pretty dull picture of a few men stood about a ten year old Merc could be?
After sleeping on it, my best guess is that this was an Earth Wind & Fire tribute band being told there was no ‘arrangement’ with with the pub next door and …’all this is permit holders only, sir’.
I see in today’s
Redschnapps Bugle The Sun that the Arry camp are repeating the same damage limitation tactics they employed in relation to his non-appointment as England manager.
Apparently Arry is contributing to the delay in him being given the opportunity to build a dynasty as he’s a very expensive commodity. If you have recently undergone electroconvulsive therapy then this makes a lot of sense.
Levy feels Redknapp was responsible for failing to secure a top-three finish and a guarantee of Champions League football because he was distracted by talk of becoming the next England manager.
This is harrowingly accurate. Clearly this bit wasn’t proof read.
But the Redknapp camp insist the target issued by the chairman was a top-four finish and that it was hardly his fault Chelsea became kings of Europe to pip Spurs to the fourth Champions League spot.
Oh I see, this is like you were supposed to collect the kids from school and bring them home. Nobody said anything about not giving them them beer and cigarettes in the car on the way.
In spite of heart surgery and a gruelling court case earlier this year, Redknapp remains committed to transforming Tottenham into regular Champions League contenders.
Oh please, not the health card again. And the reason his court case ever existed in the first place and was grueling or otherwise is because of the utterly bizarre manner he conducted his personal finances.
And, deep down, Levy knows he will have to tread carefully because Redknapp remains very popular with the White Hart Lane faithful.
Back in the real world, Brazil got beat 2-0 last night and the game threw up two goals of interest. Here’s Leandro Dimebar for starters. It was erroneously called as being offside.
And next up is a sex on toast like finish from the boy Giovanni Dos Santos.
As that ball went in; if you were able to tune into a frequency not too dissimilar to the one which dogs can hear, you would have just catch Arry saying, ‘Well he bladdy well doesn’t do anyfink like that for us.’
And so I rest my case, m’lud.