Beef Bagel

Blaze, Blase, Blake, Bob looks like we’ll get to find out how to sing his name properly, unless we come up with some nasty rhyme for him because Matuidi has been quick to scotch any rumours connecting him and ourselves. The young Frenchie who’s been described as playing ’sexy football’ by his manager and some sort bastard by me has said that he wants to stay at Toulouse, where apparently he is having a ball, doesn’t want to leave and penning contracts left right and centre, long enough to commit him well into the grave. He says…

“Me, my agent and Troyes have never been in contact with Charlton.

People have told me Tottenham could be interested in me, but my club and my new agents, Pierre Frelot, Etienne Mendy have not heard about it.

For the moment, I want to stay focused on Toulouse, and I don’t want to think about a move abroad. I feel good in France, and don’t want to leave.”

But of course, just in case anyone out there happened to be listening he adds…

“Arsenal are my favourite club. They build, thanks to youngsters.

And to me, Arsene Wenger is the best coach in the world.”

Oh, I see. Happy at Toulouse are you Blaise? Yeah? Happy? Tosser.

Still, we can’t all be blessed with taste.

Luis Boa Morte can barely my blessed with a mouth at the moment, still nursing a broken face, sustained at WHL the other day. He had a particularly quiet afternoon under The Bagel’s gaze that day and I must confess, I was thinking twice about whether we he would have been an asset or not. And it looks like I may be having to think for a third time, unless of course Roma have anything to do with it.

Rumour has it that we’re still up for the lefty come striker and it may be a case of who’s willing to part with the £8m required, which I must say is looking pretty steep right now. Our advantage is, of course, that it’s not like he would have to pick up sticks and move very far but it wouldn’t surprise me if he wasn’t up for Spurs after the less then supportive reaction he received from our faithful on the breaking of said face the other day. If you weren’t there or worse still, if The Bagel neglected to tell you, he was booed and whistled loud and clear as he was helped off the pitch for what we all assumed was an exercise in time wasting fraud. Time wasting it may have been, fraud most certainly not.

He won’t be back for a good month or two and right now the prospect of sucking soft pasta may seem more appealing than chewing an overcooked doormat of a roast beef slab and deep fried spikey potatoes. Only January will tell.

Bolognese, beef or bagels?
The Bagel.

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