Here’s some video of Newcastle’s Damien Duff and Spurs striker Robbie Keane celebrating Celtic’s win over Rangers on Sunday.
Keane’s teammate Alan Hutton must be thrilled with Keane as he stands to receive a winner’s share and medal if Rangers win the SPL. They’re five points behind Celtic but have three games in hand. How the hell does that even happen?? The words of the immortal Barry Glendenning come to mind but I don’t need to start a sectarian battle. They do that just fine on their own.
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“I can’t even look at you after this past week, whatever your name is.”
I’ll refrain from commenting too much on Spurs winning a tin cup for the first time in … well forever. At least since the Thirty Years War. I’m not bitter or anything. I had a bad feeling about the Carling Cup final between Chelsea and Spurs on Sunday due to Chelsea’s recent play.
Chelsea manager Avram Grant is starting to prove skeptics right as he was outcoached and outclassed yesterday by Spurs manager Juande Ramos. His tactics were questionable and that’s being generous. He continues to get it wrong in terms of personnel decisions and adapting to changes and challenges during matches. It pains me to say it but Spurs deserved the win. One has to question if Grant really knows what the hell he’s doing.
Somewhere Jose Mourinho and Steve Nash are laughing.
And the whole world collectively yawns. Seriously, while Lebron James has been annointed everything from King to the dreaded “Next MJ” tag he really isn’t all that an engaging person or player for me to watch. Granted, being a Wizards fan enables me to watch Gilbert Arenas circus sideshow act 82 games a year, but Lebron seems to me kinda like watching a slightly less annoying A-rod.
Both were teenager phenoms in their sports, both spout out more cliches per minute than a WWE wrestler, both have been touted and talented for so long the smugness that emanates from them is rivaled only by George Clooney, and both attempt market themselves as all-round nice guys even though when you hear them talk all you can think is “Geez, this guy sounds like a dick”. Thats not even mentioning the fact that Lebron is only using this basketball game to make money to fuel a multi-million dollar multi-media corporate empire. I just cannot get behind a guy who wants to be the Master P of basketball.
He can play basketball for sure, but he is by no means as exciting to watch as Kobe or Dwayne Wade or Gilbert currently, or someone like Shaq or KG or Magic or MJ were in their primes. He is a boring lone “superstar” on a team of spare parts and he is going up against the most complete team in the NBA, the Spurs.
They have Duncan, who while amazing, is boring as sin and cant make a highlight worthy play to save his life. Then again, he doesnt like to or have to show off because his team is so great. As a player and a person, he’s the antithesis of Lebron in that he wants no spotlight, no clothing line, no record label, he just wants to play basketball and fit in on a winning team. He is the anti-Lebron…and yet i’m bored by him as well because he has zero emotion whatsoever. I like to look at athletes and see that they care about what is going on out there, not the vacant stare that Timmy develops over the course of a game.
So the Spurs & Cavs kick off on Thursday and I dont care…a lot of people dont care. You have San Antonio vs. Cleveland…two cities that couldn’t be more different and yet both couldnt suck more. Lebron vs Tim Duncan…two superstars that couldn’t be more different and yet both couldn’t bore me more.
I think the only thing that will keep me interested is watching for Bowen and Ginobili’s dirty plays throughout the game. There is no way Larry Hughes is finishing this series on the court with those two assholes around.
That was Robeast’s reaction when we told him that Canadian bacon is going to be declared kosher if Steve Nash gets his way.
Nash has expressed interest in forming a consortium to buy Tottenham Hotspur if current owners ENIC decide to sell.
If someone were to come in to buy Spurs, I would like to be involved and partner them…Obviously, it would have to make sense for all parties, but, as a fan, it appears to me that Spurs are quite profitable and Premiership football teams are obviously becoming a popular investment for businessmen from all over the world.
The Deuce fully supports the idea of Nash buying Spurs. It also got us thinking about what team Pacman Jones would buy if he decided to make it rain in soccer. It’s obvious that Pacman should buy Obilic of Yugoslavia then move to buy Craig Bellamy, Joey Barton, Lee Bowyer, and Kieron Dyer. Obilic used to be owned by Serbian paramilitary leader, Arkan. Franklin Foer, in his book How Football Explains the World: An Unlikely Theory of Globalization, claimed that Arkan
Threatened players on opposing teams if they scored against his team. This threat was underlined by the thousands of veterans from his army that filled their home ground, chanting threats, and on occasion pointing pistols at opposition players during matches. One player told the British football magazine Four-Four-Two that he was locked in a garage when his team played Obilić. The Union of European Football Associations prohibited Obilić from participation in Europe because of its connections.
His wife, Ceca is still president and oh yeah, can’t get a visa from the US, Canada and Australia. Obilic and Pacman are a match made in heaven.