No one likes a tune-changer. No one. You know the type - old women with prune-faces, whistling merrily one minute, regaling you with all that is well with the world, then furiously scrubbing mud from their front step the next, muttering something about bloody young people. With their motorbikes.
Anyway, one such tune-changer appears to be Arrigo Sacchi, the former AC Milan manager - now 63 - who has reportedly been stroking Zlatan Imbrahimovic’s precious ego with one fist, whilst simultaneously delivering an almighty blow to the underpants with the other.
He said this, on the popular Spanish radio station, Onda Cero Catalunya:
Those who regularly visit inner city pubs will attest to the fact that short people are not to be messed with. Yes, they might be funny at first, with their cute little legs, and lovable hamster hands. But, five lagers in, and if you so much as sneeze at the wrong moment, they will brick you in the face.
Hence, the robed gentlemen at Man City better beware, because the word from today’s Daily Mail is that Shaun Wright-Phillips is on the warpath, demanding more money.
It’s been another big day for the investigative journalists on the Cole case, with Cheryl’s spokesperson, Sundraj Sreenivasan, finally putting everyone out of their misery:
“Cheryl Cole is separating from her husband Ashley Cole. Cheryl asks the media to respect her privacy during this difficult time.”
The popular Spanish daily, Sport, has been busily speculating again about who might be drafted into the Nou Camp over the summer, with reports suggesting that Barcelona will be looking primarily for an attacking midfielder, a zippy player on the left, and cover for Dani Alves at right back.
Of course, it being Barcelona, all the talk is of big names like Fabregas in the middle, either Ribery, David Silva or Angel Di Maria on the wing. Then, erm, John O’Shea at right back.
John O’Shea.
Not Glen Johnson. Not Sagna. Not even his Man United team mate, Rafael.
John O’Shea.
Question - is John O’Shea really Barcelona material? Let us know with a vote and a comment.
As expected, the most expensive team seems to be made up of Barcelona, Real Madrid, and Chelsea players, with just Ferdinand from Man United and Eto’o from Inter slightly bucking the trend.
Adebayor from Man City is the most pricey player in the Premier League but is still a couple of million behind the front men, Ibrahimovic and Eto’o, and Ferdinand earns around the same as Kolo Toure, but appears just above him on the list.
Value for money? Or not? Let us know with a comment.
Those who know the pro-Barcelona daily paper, Sport, might have noticed that very occasionally an article will just appear, and seem rather lacking in sources, or evidence. So, if you have a pinch of salt handy, now might be a good time to take it.
Today’s big news is that yes, the Fabregas transfer will probably happen, and no, Arsene Wenger will not stand in the way. They even managed to squeeze in a rather catty remark about Sir Alex Ferguson while they were at it.
In certain walks of life, it’s considered to be at the very height of bad taste to reveal your salary. Such information can lead to bitterness, resentment, and can often result in murder.
When someone else reveals it, however, it’s totally fine. So a big doff of the cap to the Portuguese marketing agency, Futebol Finance, who (as reported in today’s Mirror) have drawn up a list of the fifty players on the biggest salaries, not including outside earnings.
You can enjoy them after the jump. Bobby Zamora fans, prepare to be shocked (where is he?)…
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