Beef Bagel

You’ve got to love You Tube. Sure you can see Mr. Spock’s crib…

…and even a man summoning up all of his Qi merely to run through a fence…

but it’s the way you can view the weekend’s goals again and again that I love it for. The Bagel’s family commitments meant he had to miss both the UEFA Cup clash and yesterday’s splendid win over square headed Paul Jewell and his Wigwam, both of which I had tickets for. I didn’t even manage to catch MOTD 2 last night so, You Tube, I love you. Thank you for the goals and thank you Tottenham strike force for that matter too. Just in case like me you haven’t as yet had the pleasure, here you go, all four goals and some excellent Yordic commentary to boot that must be Dutch due to the mentioning of both Arjen Dee Zuw and Edgar Davids, neither of whom actually graced the field, if not for strange feeling one’s left with as if you just watched a skin flick…

…wherever the footage comes from, there’s a universal language to be understood and that’s called ‘Ha, ha, ha, 3 points, eat my goal!’ Let’s hope it’s one, in which we become fluent over the rest of the season.

Sitting listening to the clash on the radio I had no idea Defoe’s strike was quite that sweet. Lovely bit of skill, I’m sure we’ll all agree and an emphatic finish from not the easiest of angles. Great play from Berbatov in all three goals, not the least of all, his own and lovely to see Little Aaron hit the target and with his left foot too. There’s something wonderful about the still of our mini superstar jumping into the arms of big old Berbatov, our hero to be. Look…

…it’s like he’s holding his six year old son.

I’m getting all excited and dreaming of that same pose in a variety of different backgrounds all over Champions League Europe as well as the new Scum Stadium next weekend, for which we have a whole week to prepare.

Indeed, this is a most important time for part time Hollywood stunt double Dimitar Berbatov. Mido’s out for at least a couple of weeks with a tear to his groin and with MJ preferring the big man, little man, cardboard box approach to his strikers, it’ll mean a guaranteed start for our new man for the next four or five games. Sure they come in fairly quick succession but he’s grown up and a professional athlete and I’m sure he’s got the fitness to cope. If you asked him, he’d want to play every single game and if you ask The Bagel, I think that’s a pretty good idea right now.

The Bulgarian hit man’s going from strength to strength. We’ve all seem what he can do in Europe and he’s dipped his toes enough now in the Premiership pool to know how the water feels. Perhaps now it’s time for Dimitar to dive in and embrace the English game for all it’s worth. He’s been talking about how much he’s looking forward to the derby on Saturday and I would throw down a few quotes but frankly, they’re all completely boring and could be attributed to any player talking about any game. In fact, I will quote him to show you just that…

“hopefully, we’ll win and I can score the goals.”

…someone please shoot the interviewer. How about asking him something more interesting about how his strengths will work against Arsenal or if he knows the way to Amarillo or whether indeed Arsene Wenger does have a packet of sweets and a cheeky smile? For some real cutting edge interviews don’t miss Greedo’s guest articles here on BeefBagel.com, starting with ex-Premiership referee Vic Callow.

Indeed, in yesterday’s post match glow, MJ was asked whether Dimitar and Defoe were the Spurs strike pair of choice, which seemed rather strange to me because so far he’s used Robbie with Berbatov for all his biggest fixtures and the large Dutchman as expected, shook off such rumours…

“They did well but we don’t have a best partnership. We saw Robbie Keane against Leverkusen and Besiktas and against Chelsea in our best match of the season”

…but notice how there is no mention of Mido. So, while he’s giving nothing away about the two little guys, it is rather clear by omission that Hossam the Wonder Horse is definitely number four on the list, not that any of us we’re in doubt.

I can handle missing a good game of football, after all we are blessed with so many these days but I do feel rather naked in that I missed seeing Malbranque (groin) on the left. Now nudity is a wonderful thing between a man and a woman, who love each other very much or a group of manly sportsman sharing a bath together after a hard won fight (unless of course this scene takes place in the Arsenal dressing room, where the act becomes far more French and sordid. Wait a minute, weren’t they an 80’s/90’s comedy duo?) Yes, nudity can be very good but right now my virtual body is uncovered and The Bagel feels somewhat exposed. You can see my crumbs, my hole, everything and I’m slightly embarrassed, impressive though my beef may be.

Steeeeeeed sounded to be doing quite well but again, not as well as we want, having the classic right footers tendancy to come too far inside. It seemed to be Benoit Who pushing up that gave us the real width. Any views on that out there? The Bagel’d like to hear.

The only other stories of the day are of a few transfer rumours in the air like that faint smell of dog poo as one begins to realise, ‘Oh God, it’s on my shoe,’ but we can pour over them like thick soup tomorrow. After all, I’d hate to leave you with nothing to read before you leave your work on this Monday afternoon.

Up to tenth, 3 points behind the scum and all to play for. If that doesn’t brighten the start of your week then I don’t know what will.

I’ll be bagel.

The Bagel.

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