A quiet week on the gooners front, international football means no premier league last week (boo!) The transfer window closed last week and once again no goalkeeper arrived. I'm normally very patient about these things and subscribe to the 'Arsene knows' wisdom but this time I am a little worried I really really think we needed a new goalkeeper, although personally I also believe he should be playing Vito Mannone way more. I hope I'm proved wrong but I don't think Manuel is good enough and I don't think Lukasz is anywhere near ready.
I read last week about the World Cup committee people visiting all the grounds for england's 2018 bid and it got me wondering about the presentation they would receive at the Emirates. I like to imagine that Arsene got all the boys to draw a picture of how the World Cup coming to England would make them feel. A little something like this:
Arsene: Ok boys, all these pictures look lovely. Gael what have you drawn?
Gael C: Its me and my best friend Bacary Sagna winning the world cup for France at the Emirates!
Arsene: That's very nice Gael, what a lovely idea. What have you drawn Tomas?
Tomas R: This is my best friend Tomas Ujfalusi holding the world cup while I play guitar.
Arsene: Ok. A little off topic but nice. Is that an England flag Theo?
Theo: Yeah, its the emirates stadium covered in england flags with me scoring loads of goals.
Arsene: Very nice Theo. I'm sure our guests will like that.
Samir: I drew a picture of all my friends from the team watching the world cup together in the stadium.
Arsene: That's very sweet Samir. Now Andrei what is this that you've drawn?
Andrei: Its a beaver in a hat.
Arsene: I don't think that's really what we meant...
Andrei: Its a good hat.
Arsene: Yes very nice but that doesn't really show anything about the world cup.
Andrei: The beaver is happy because Russia got the world cup
Asrsene: (sighs)
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Monday, 6 September 2010
Moto GP - Destiny Fulfilled
Indianapolis baby. Amazing and fully deserved win for Dani Pedrosa. I'm totally over the moon. But once again I'm robbed of my favourite sight of Dani and Valentino on the podium together and their burgeoning bromance (or romance?!)
This marks the first glimpse into the twilight world of my imagination and how I imagine behind the scenes of Moto GP really looks. To immerse ourselves lets all imagine a big house, like a college house in American high school movies. In this house all the boys live together, reality be damned. Colin Edwards as he exquisitely showcased in 'a day at the office' (if you haven't seen in youtube it now) is the enforcer of the house. The one who keeps all the others in line, an impromptu security guard. Loris Capirossi is the wise man of the house. I imagine him like a younger Italian version of Mr Miyagi, sitting in a corner dispensing wise advise to anyone who'll listen. Nicky Hayden is the party boy of the house, a one man frat house who says 'dude' a lot, think every american teen movie ever. Randy is the typical smooth frenchman with his bunnygirl 'laydeez' and his camera face ready at all times. In a similar vein Marco Melandri is the Italian stallion, a playboy with an endless supply of pickup lines. Andrea is clearly the very sweet, wide eyed innocent fanboy with boundless optimism and that disarming smile of his. I have a very complete picture of Casey as the party pooper constantly blaming everyone else for everything and having his wife follow him with an umbrella everywhere. Marco Simoncelli is clearly the goofy manchild who is always falling over and breaking things. I imagine Jorge is always 'in the zone' walking around in shades, glaring at people in that way he has. Valentino is just valentino; loud, wacky, always smiling, doing things at all hours, unpredictable vale. And little Dani is a complex one, very serious but clearly capable of cracking a smile and very very neat, i bet he lines things up in the fridge. Look out for further posts from the frat house.
This marks the first glimpse into the twilight world of my imagination and how I imagine behind the scenes of Moto GP really looks. To immerse ourselves lets all imagine a big house, like a college house in American high school movies. In this house all the boys live together, reality be damned. Colin Edwards as he exquisitely showcased in 'a day at the office' (if you haven't seen in youtube it now) is the enforcer of the house. The one who keeps all the others in line, an impromptu security guard. Loris Capirossi is the wise man of the house. I imagine him like a younger Italian version of Mr Miyagi, sitting in a corner dispensing wise advise to anyone who'll listen. Nicky Hayden is the party boy of the house, a one man frat house who says 'dude' a lot, think every american teen movie ever. Randy is the typical smooth frenchman with his bunnygirl 'laydeez' and his camera face ready at all times. In a similar vein Marco Melandri is the Italian stallion, a playboy with an endless supply of pickup lines. Andrea is clearly the very sweet, wide eyed innocent fanboy with boundless optimism and that disarming smile of his. I have a very complete picture of Casey as the party pooper constantly blaming everyone else for everything and having his wife follow him with an umbrella everywhere. Marco Simoncelli is clearly the goofy manchild who is always falling over and breaking things. I imagine Jorge is always 'in the zone' walking around in shades, glaring at people in that way he has. Valentino is just valentino; loud, wacky, always smiling, doing things at all hours, unpredictable vale. And little Dani is a complex one, very serious but clearly capable of cracking a smile and very very neat, i bet he lines things up in the fridge. Look out for further posts from the frat house.
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