Just another word on the robot..
In this world of Beckhams and Ljunbergs, Maldinis and Tottis, Peter
Crouch is sure one hell of an ugly footballer. He just does not
look the part of a professional footballer.
But by God do I love this man. Be honest with yourself, most of us
can identify much more easier with this lad that we could with a
celebrity ahtlete like Becks. Well, except for the fact that most
of us are nowhere near two metres in height. I admire him for the
'everyman' atmosphere he brings, as if he was picked off the street
and shoved into an England jersey with his flailing arms. And still
play quality football - oh yes he does, don't you believe the sh!t
critics say about him.
He is not Ronaldinho or Henry. But I don't give a damn because he's
a 100% try-er and even though it took him more than 24 hours to
open his club scoring account I was behind him all the way because
of what he does for the team.
And fu ck yeah, that robot dance is embarassing and he should never
do it again, save when he scores the winning goal against Brazil in
the final. Then he can robo-dance till the Queen of England rolls
over and pisses all over her skirt in sheer orgasmic delight for
all I care. Most guys I know can't lay claim that they can dance
any better than that anyway.
The great Bill Shankly once said how the people were not concerned
with pretty football, but how they expected the players to give
only their best in every match. That rings true for me with Crouch!
Damn the Brazilians. Go Crouchinho.
