Barcelona: Driving With The Brakes On
Disturbing and insanely cute in equal measure, this vid of a select gang of Barca players unleashing their inner rally drivers is a must watch.
And no, before you ask, Cesc does not attempt to pull a ‘donut’.
Disturbing and insanely cute in equal measure, this vid of a select gang of Barca players unleashing their inner rally drivers is a must watch.
And no, before you ask, Cesc does not attempt to pull a ‘donut’.
The Atletico Madrid men were out in full press call-posing force last week, making nice with their club’s newest sponsor, Volkswagen.
After the flash bulbs took a breather, the squad was given instructions on how to activate the automatic hair gel dispensers that were custom fit to each player’s new (free) Beatle. Or so we’d like to think.

Aside from Diego representing a cause near and dear to his heart through his clothes – the international Avril Lavigne Fan Club – other boys on display included: Arda Turan looking giddy whilst chillaxing with his bros, Adrian Lopez Alvarez carefully resting his bum on his shiny new plaything and Fran Merida frantically searching for someone to ride shot-gun with him.
Did you spend the last 48 hours in your homemade duvet cave, eating nachos and taking in as much sport as possible between well deserved naps? We did.
In fact, we *may* have kept our duvets on for the trip to work. If you saw us on the tube, we can only apologise.
Rocking Dolce & Gabbana, Leo looks anything but “Messi” in this month’s Greek edition of Esquire.
Yep, it’s Friday alright.
Er… the level of cuteness rolled up and squished into the chubby cheeks of Victor Mata Sanchez’s son is surely enough to bring about world peace. Or at least a truce between MC Harvey and Cheryl Cole.
A tip for all domestic and international footy teams everywhere: force your footballers to hold a baby whilst posing for their official squad photo and your appeal will increase tenfold.

While everyone in England was caught up in the now traditional FA Cup bicker-fest, the rest of the European Leagues had a peculiar stillness about them this weekend.
Like a lot of you, we’ve noticed that The Special One’s dress sense has gone from GQMF to WTF. Case and point: to sweat out Wednesday night’s El Clasico, Jose wore track pants, a hoodie, and a puffer vest.

A puffer vest! Two years ago Jose would have used a puffer vest as a wee pad for his dogs. So what’s causing the dip in sartorial form?
Jose must have a case of the sadz. Sure, Real Madrid are 5 points clear at the top of La Liga and have a somewhat promising match up with CSKA Moscow in the knock out stage of the Champions League, but when push comes to shove they probably couldn’t beat Barcelona even if all the Blaugranas wore blindfolds and Messi played with his legs tied together.
Trophies are what matter. We think. Or so says Jose’s style.
When we’re down, our emergency stash of chocolate buttons is the first to go. Maybe for Jose it’s his custom-tailored suits. Barcelona is his Everest. Until he conquers it we’re in for Adidas, nylon and *gasp* polyester.
The day isn’t close to being done but we’re so giddy about today’s preparedness that we’re willing to share our Good Week/Bad Week update with you all early.
You shouldn’t feel special.
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