December 7th, 2011
Midweek Results, Champions League Part I: Agony & Ecstasy
One team’s heartbreak is another’s excuse for throwing about the diminutive architect of their last minute win.
It’s getting sirius in the Champions League, people. Our manicure and drinking schedules are not equipped to deal with this much mania so early in the tournament.
You can run from the Kickette Elite Hottie Hunting Squad, Tomáš Hübschman (top), but you can’t hide behind Marcinho forever. They saw you. And they like you. Image: AP Photo/Petros Karadjias.
The line-up of players might have unrecognisable to casual observers, but Barca’s four unanswered goals against BATE was a familiar enough sight. Image: David Ramos/Getty Images.
They say that body language accounts for up to 93% of interpersonal communication. Anyone care to have a crack at what feelings Adil Rami has towards this pitch invading ‘fan’ right now? Image: Scott Heavey/Getty Images.
There’s a partially naked Danny Gomes in this photo. Which makes it all the more odd that we can’t stop looking at coach Luciano Spalletti’s unfeasibly short trousers. Image: AP Photo/Paulo Duarte.
Alright, ‘fess up. Who threw coffee over Eren Derdiyok in an attempt to get him to remove his shirt? That’s the kind of joined up thinking we love at Kickette. Image: AP Photo/Geert Vanden Wijngaert.
Oh Marouane. We were kind of hoping that since we saw you, that thing on your head might have migrated to warmer climes. Evidently not. Image: REUTERS/John Kolesidis.
Alexandre Pato emotes ’2-0 up and finishing the game 2-2′ for us. Image: MICHAL CIZEK/AFP/Getty Images.
You wouldn’t prefer it if we wrote these results up properly, would you? There’s a chocolate brownie bundle** in it for everyone who says no.
**There isn’t. But we always start lying when we’re scared.