Laurent Koscielny is old enough to be married. This is his wife, Claire. Image: Gareth Cattermole/Getty Images.
The Laureaus World Sport Awards took place at the Central Hall in Westminster last night. As is usual with these events, a smattering of footballers turned up to watch Bobby Charlton pick up a Lifetime Achievement Award and surely what must be the most shocking event of the year so far: Leo Messi not winning an award he has been nominated for.
Indeed, it was Novak Djokovic who picked up the World Sportsman of the Year gong, which must be a relief to Leo’s cabinet maker, if no one else.
Anyway, enough of the boring stuff. How did our ‘baller boys represent?
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Edinson Cavani. Forcing us to rethink our oppression of t-shirt/suit jacket combos since 9.30am this morning. Image: Vittorio Zunino Celotto/Getty Images.
If someone else is going to go to the trouble of picking out and rewarding their favourite Serie A players, it would be remiss of us not to use the photo opportunity for a random post.
Last week was the Gran Gala’ del calcio, an awards ceremony where the great and the good of Italian football (players, coaches, journos) vote on categories such as Player of the Year, Manager of the Year and of course, the highly competitive Dodgy ‘Do of the Year.**
It’s a given that we’re less interested in the awards than what the players looked like.
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It’s right here, with Zinedine Zidane and Pele. Image: FABRICE COFFRINI/AFP/Getty Images.
Lionel Messi took home the coveted FIFA Ballon d’Or trophy Monday evening, staving off tough competition from Barcelona teammate, Xavi Hernandez, and Real Madrid rival, Cristiano Ronaldo (who was a no-show since his squad is set to do battle with Malaga in the Copa Del Ray today). As we raise our mugs of tea in a congratulatory salute to the talismanic mini-man, we’d also like to divert your attention to the real news at hand here:
There was a whole ‘lotta fashion uglyitis going on in Zurich last night. It was, perhaps, the craziest parade of clothes and coifs we’ve ever seen at a football awards gala.
We loathe ourselves every time we have something negative to say about somebody, but we’ve got a few things to get off our perky chests. We suspect the disagreeable gauntlet is ahead of us, so here goes nothing.
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While some people continue to revel in the holidaze, we’re still combing through our covers to find the telly remote.
The rage we feel inside when we can’t locate the damn device even though we just had it mere moments ago is unspeakable, which is why the crowning of our FPCOTY will have to wait until we find it/tomorrow.
Enjoy whatever is left of your holiday breaks, Kickettes!
Image Credit: Hola! Magazine.
Two important housekeeping issues we’d like to reiterate:
1. Watch what you eat or suffer the allergic reaction consequences ala Iker. God that looks like it hurts, doesn’t it?
2. Today’s the last day to vote in our FPCOTY poll. Have your say here.
Stephen Ireland wouldn’t dare forget to bring his snakeskin pants to Ronaldinho’s next pyjama party…would he?
If you think this is good, just wait.
It gets better.
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