Showing posts with label Drogba. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Drogba. Show all posts

Wednesday, 17 June 2009

In The Drog House


Guess who's been a bad Drog.

Being in the Dog House is no fun.

As any man will tell you.

Wednesday, 6 May 2009

Sour Grapes?


They thought it was all over.

And then in extra time it was.

Except not quite.

Because it went on for a few minutes afterwards..........

Wednesday, 25 March 2009

Fan's Best Friend


They say that man's best friend is a dog.

Loyal. Dependable. Loving.

Always prepared to give you a friendly lick.

Entertaining.

Keeps himself clean.

Even if he doesn't always pick the best time.

Those Chel$ea fans are so lucky - it looks as if they might get to keep one.

We will watch with interest.

As they say - every Drog has it's day.

Tuesday, 18 November 2008

All A Question Of Perception


It's a rare thing to be in the presence of a deity.

Which perhaps makes it all the more surprising that Terry Butcher has refused to shake Maradonna's hand - or indeed touch any other part of his body.

Clearly a man who bears a grudge.

And after all, as the holy one explained, whats a little bending of the rules between friend?

It's all a question of perception.

For example what about poor misunderstood Drogba? Given a 3 match ban for throwing a few coins into the crowd.

And Ramos, a man of few words, whose quiet brooding manner was interpreted as not grasping the English language or forming any sort of relationship with his players.

It's a tough old world when people don't understand you.

Friday, 23 May 2008

Childsplay


I went to Toys R Us today.

I don't get to go very often because my children are grown up, but my step daughter has two children aged 3 and 1. My daughter and I are visiting them tomorrow so it was a great excuse to visit the store and wander round wishing I was about 40 years younger.

I've bought my grandson(3) the grooviest yellow toy guitar and my granddaughter(1) a workbench and hammer. I'm going to take my own guitar with me so my grandson can singalong with Nana Georgina.

Not surprising then that some of this week's football stories have put me in mind of childhood stories and behaviour.

For example, Mr Mandaric's plea for us Foxes fans to trust him inevitably made me think of this.

And this story reminded me of this kind of antic.

And of course Drogba's histrionics bring to mind this well known children's story.

What I can't really decide is if this a fair portrayal of Avram Grant's ability to manage.

Monday, 19 May 2008

Dethpicable


I've heard some 'disappointing' stories from the world of football today.

The poor Portsmouth players who had their F.A. Cup winners' medal stolen.

The booing of both Portsmouth and Cardiff fans when the national anthem of the other team was played at Saturday's match.

Drogba's claims that he was encouraged by Jose Mourinho to deliberately get yellow cards to get a bit of extra holiday time.

And McClaren has been offered another job as a football manager.

I have only one thing to say to those thieves, those fans, Drogba (and Jose if it is true) and McClaren.

And that is this.