Footballers do such silly things, at all levels of the game.
The one that I've been a part of that sticks most vividly in my mind is my best friend Jon Lewis' stupidity. I was in the process of being shown a yellow card for retaliation (I stuck an elbow in an opposing midfielders rib cage after a dirty horrible challenge by him) and the referee was taking such a long time about it that Jon decided to shout out "Oi ref, stop looking at his arse"... and promptly got booked himself.
Here were a couple of other studig things from the professional side of the game:
In a match against Chelsea that was affected by increasingly thick fog, Bartram (the Charlton Athletic goalkeeper) was unperturbed by the lack of action for 15 or so minutes, presuming his side were on top. He didn't have the, er, foggiest that the game had been called off. "After a long time a figure loomed out of the curtain of fog in front of me. It was a policeman, and he gaped at me incredulously. 'What on earth are you doing here?' he gasped. 'The game was stopped a quarter of an hour ago. The field's completely empty'."
Mark Bosnich, whose other career highlights include being arrested outside a strip club on the morning of his wedding and being sacked by Chelsea after testing positive for cocaine, on this occasion entertained the crowd at Tottenham, noted for having a considerable Jewish following, during a break in play with his goose-stepping, moustache-sporting Adolf Hitler impression.
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