Stupid Stories & Gormless Vikings

How fucking tedious? A player catches the headlines with a truly wonderful performance and the next thing we see he’s linked with Chelsea, Man U, Liverpool and the newly knocked out red team from Woolwich. Bull shit. Bullshit, that’s the most transparent crap I’ve ever read in my life and it makes me fume to read it. I’m fuming. The words are coming into my head faster than I can type them. My wpm have risen by a good 30 and there’s smoke snaking from my melting keyboard as I bash the space bar through the bottom of my laptop.

I don’t have a problem with other clubs coveting our wonderful Bulgarian property. I don’t want the beautiful guy to leave but these things are part of the game. The Bagel couldn’t blame him if he wanted to go elsewhere. I mean, if Barca or Real come calling it’d be rather like turning down a promotion at work, would it not?

The problem I have is with lazy journalists with nothing more creative to do than sit there licking the last of the over cooked chip shop chips from the translucent grease paper, while they wait for a story to wank them off. So when they’re finished, what do they do? They print story number 43 from the sports writing handbook and replace the name Eto’o with Berbatov.

Our striker may one day leave to one of this country’s big four, as mentioned above but you can bet your bottom dollar that any rumour linking him with a move this week will be based on something as concrete as a Liverpool fan saying that he’s ‘quite a good lad, dat Berbatov.’

One rumour who’s content actually does disturb me is the one connecting Emil Hallfredsson with a move to Norwegian club, Viking Skavander. You’d never guess they were Scandinavian, would you? The thing that bothers The Bagel about this is we’ve never even seen the guy play and from memory, he was one of Frank’s children, but then so was Calum Davenport. Anyone else watch the highlights of Charlton vs West Ham?

The Icelander’s coming up to his 24th year of existence and one would’ve expected him to have fulfilled some of that potential by now, being a strapping left winger at 6′1″ and over 13 stone. Apparently not. He looks upset doesn’t he?

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But fear not. There are more kids out there than this gormless looking meat head and we may have access to all sorts of new ones if we forge the deal with Supersport United (terrible name) that has been mooted by the South African club today.

“After the break-up with Dutch club Feyenoord Rotterdam, we’ve been trying to link up with another European club, especially regarding the exchange of expertise. We would like to link up with Tottenham.”

Doesn’t get much clearer really, does it?

Is there a limit to how many clubs we can have these kind of feeder deals with? It’s rather like a town linking up with others about the world.

‘Welcome to Tottenham Hotspur, twinned with Supersport United and F.C. Bruges of the Jupiler League, winner of beautiful football in bloom 2006, please drive safely.’

Looking forward to putting that nail into the Hammers’ coffin (That’s an interesting twist on the image). I do hope we make it so.

Boldly going where no bagel has gone before.

The Bagel.

2 Responses to “Stupid Stories & Gormless Vikings”

  1. green and white pride Says:

    FUCK SEVILLA

    that’s all I have to say

  2. The Bagel Says:

    Not ideal that draw but it’s going to be a good couple of games. Nice place to go and visit as well. Our name’s on that cup. We’ll brush them aside like all the rest. We’ll show ‘Boro how it’s done.

    The Bagel.

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