Robbie Rogers. A little too much garment-age for our liking, but we’re working on it. Image via kckrs.com.
We love writing for you guys. It doesn’t matter whether we’re waffling on about racism in football, Fabio Capello’s surprisingly attractive ab situ or certain people’s unmentionable hair, you always have something to contribute.
Cheers to the weekend (and to you gals and guys)!
You’ll find Guti in the Bad Week section. Like you didn’t already know. Image: Carlos Alvarez/Getty Images Europe.
Your favourite things this week included Frankie Sandford (style reasons), Olivier Giroud (nefarious reasons) and the ill-thought out and totally unlikely possibility of a Kickette Book Club (spiteful reasons).
Your goodwill did not extend as far as Irina Shayk, though. Or her diamond.
NSYNC they ain’t, but K-PB’s got some chords on him, no? via dirtytackle.
You lot have been so moody this week! First, your response to Christine Bleakley’s new fitness DVD can only be described as ‘mixed’, then you disturbed us by referring to Andre Villas Boas as a ‘ginger stallion‘, before taking serious exception to Revista Cuore’s assertion that The Ramos™ is ugly.
Luckily, we managed to curry favour with photographs of Fernando Llorente playing a clarinet, but it was touch-and-go there for a moment.
We hope our review of the week doesn’t upset you. We fear certain aspects of it might…
What a week it’s been, Kickettes! We’d barely crawled out from beneath the Weekend Results wreckage before our career choices suffered another brutal assault, The Ramos™ unleashed his ‘naughty boy‘ and Boca blew away the competition in the Pepsi Max Pose-Off.
We tried to escape the onslaught by hiding in the Mayhem and Fruit Beverages Suite, but the image gods found us and started pelting us with semi-pornographic pictures of players. Nagore Arambu tried to save us with the awesome firepower of her colourblocking, but then you, our own readers, turned on us when we had the temerity to suggest Marek Hamsik looks like Gok Wan in the Specs Appeal Sizzle Query.
Sigh. Thank heavens it’s Friday.
We made it, Kickettes. We all survived the week without getting sacked, arrested, or falling over in public.
Pats on everyone’s backs.