Friday, January 12, 2007

Tosser

I've always had time for David Beckham. Not Beckham the media tart, just plain old David Beckham, footballer. I've never called him the best player in the world but he's one of the greatest wingers I've seen, no problem. Midfielder and captain? No - he's a winger with flair and grit, and that should be enough. A certain goal from the halfway line at Southampton stands out, but other than that it's probably the way he came back from the post-WC1998 universal slagging that impressed me most. And now, at the age of 31, out of favour with the national team and having failed in his stint with Real, he had a chance to show some of that stuff again. Prove the fuckers wrong. Talk with your feet and show you've still got it. Show some humility and strive for excellence with a proper team, not a collection of pampered show ponies. One last hurrah?

No. He's gone to LA Fucking Galaxy.

No disrespect to any yanks reading this, but your "soccer" league is shit compared to almost every league in Europe, leaving aside Andorra and Lichtenstein (possibly). In doing this, and pocketing £128,000,000 over five years, Beckham has driven a stake through the heart of any respect that might have lingered around him in these preening, make-up wearing end-times.

So go on - fuck off to California!

3 comments:

Hard Man said...

My favourite Beckham appearance was in Ken Bruen's LONDON BOULEVARD.

Steve said...

No offense taken on this side of the pond at all. Our soccer leagues do suck compared to yours, but then again as most of us say over here - watching soccer is like watching grass grow :-)

david veronese said...

Um... do they have a soccer league here? I thought it was a sunday afternoon cartoom series about the spice girls and their madcap efforts to get parts on "Blame it on Beckham, Part II"