TyChan posted:

And showing that legendary Liverpool handsomeness:

Hoops posted:

The squad is a pinup calendar compared to the dark days of 2010. Kuyt, Konchesky, Gulacsi, Poulsen, chubby smackhead Joe Cole, and it goes without saying Jay Spearing. I remember that half season where we sent out a team of white skinheads every week.

Homura posted:

without nando we don't have any good looking men on our team

Homura posted:

without nando we don't have any good looking men on our team

Homura posted:

without nando we don't have any good looking men on our team

Homura posted:

without nando we don't have any good looking men on our team

Homura posted:

he's looking good

trem_two posted:

trem_two posted:

vyelkin posted:

Martin Kelly begs to differ.

Mr Cynicism posted:

What the hell is on his shirt?

Homura posted:

without nando we don't have any good looking men on our team

Fat Guy Sexting posted:

Vicks vaporub or something similar to keep his nose clear as he runs.

Springheel Jack posted:

Someone once told me they put Vaseline there (Viera used to always do it) to use to stop the bleeding in case of any minor cuts or scratches and avoid the whole visible blood issue.

vyelkin posted:

The Mash posted:

I remember he had that brilliant run of never winning a PL game where he played, how long was it?

willkill4food posted:

I hate it when a player succeeds when his position is changed like Bale. It just encourages more "maybe Torres can play in midfield" posts.

The Mash posted:

Other Noted Expensive Chelsea Flop, Shevchenko

Modus Trollens posted:

Torres is a natural born CB haven't you seen him on corners?

Also remember noted forum poster Ninpo's opinions on Bale oh boy

TheGoatFeeder posted:

Have we had a 'Your clubs biggest flop' thread?

Hoops posted:

80% of posters here support the same 5-6 teams, and Carroll and Torres are the obvious answers for two of them so it probably wouldn't go that far as a thread.

peanut- posted:

24 games and over two years I think, it was an absurdly long run. In the end 'Arry shoved him on in the 85th minute when we were 4-0 up.

Ninpo posted:

Berbs did a drawing

quote:

Waiting exhausted itself this morning in continuing fable of promotion from Tottenham Hotspur, a collective at London, to again Manchester of his first asset, Dimitar Berbatov. Since two years, he went in same direction the North-traveling man Carrick, and even this empty season has extracted Robbie Keane, Irish son of that once of Manchester Keane now inspecting his saddle at Sunderland. Yet necessary rapid articulation of signatory przilsky has been circumcised by anger at Manchester from Daniel Levy, president of the Tottenham collective, which was smiling sporadically in the 1960’s.

All Bulgaria, including Manchester, lusts for prompt Berbatovian resettlement, for three causes. First, in Manchester are superior comrades, by example Ronald the Christian, who again is Annual Global Footballer, Wayne Rooney, the River Ferdinand, and Nemanja Vidic, metallic Serbian rapist. At most least, Dimitar will certainly cheer a lack of Michael Dawson.

Second, there is shame in heroic genius screaming pointlessly for the League of Champions. If Jermaine Pennant is running at Milan and Madrid, while Dimi at home eats squashed potato without pork, this is stupid.

Thirdly, in Manchester he can win suitcase over suitcase of pound sterling. In negotiations, an exact price of labour has not yet made it so that both sides hold each the other man’s hand and, smiling, jiggle. However, because Micha’s agent, Emil Dantchev, is friend of my uncle Lyubomir, who shoots horses with his father, I sometimes loosely push him with my telephone’s mouth. Emil poured onto the ground for me some approximate prices of labour of £75-85,000 per week. Queen Elizabeth will steal some of this from tax, but, Emil insists me, not much, because officially his client lives in the sea. And above money, Manchester will treat Michko with mercy: he is able to go away back in Bulgaria in summer, he will build a castle with garden on an island called Cheshire, and he is permitted to breed.

We will find after this season what flavour of honour our Mitichevsky inhales. In Manchester already they are anticipating parties. On the internet, slow people repeat the phrase “Time for removal of my penis!” This signifies that they are happy. But still supporters of Tottenham collective roar into a deaf night. Levy writes a poem from his wounds for FA, English football politburo. But by a proverb this is only throwing salt between steeples to make watery slujka. By now, Dmitichichka’s promotion is a gutted fish.

Berbatov is beautiful, with sly eyes like demon.