Sometimes the stories just write themselves: “Former Celtic striker Anthony Stokes has been ordered to pay an Elvis impersonator £196,000 in damages for head-butting him in a Dublin nightclub.” If you’d like the full story click here.
You may have noticed that I had nothing to say when the USMNT launched their new all red kit recently. I still don’t. Neither “bad” nor “boring” really sum it up, it just kind of…is. I really wish the USMNT had at least one “iconic” kit that they didn’t mess with so that they could build some sort of “kit identity.” But no… Oh, what would I choose? Well, one kit would definitely be the red/white hooped top with blue shorts and white socks, another would have a sash, and, as I’ve said before, I’ve always loved this.
I think we all knew that Leicester City probably weren’t going to win back-to-back Premier League titles, but did the coach really have to turn back into a pumpkin so quickly?!
There’s a good chance that the Highland Derby match I’m attending in March could go a long way to ensuring that Ross County F.C. stay in the Premiership and that arch-rivals Inverness Caledonian Thistle F.C. get relegated to the Championship. Some have even joked that, outside of meeting in a cup match, this could be the “last” derby match. That would be so sweet.
So this happened. You’ll probably have to wait for the slo-motion replay to see what he actually did (and even then he’s on the other side of the field), but if the word “rabona” means anything to you you’ll be impressed.
Apparently there is some doubt as to whether or not Arsenal manager Arsene Wenger will return for a 22nd season with the London club. Things are not going well (1-5 against Bayern Munich in the Champions League certainly didn’t help), but there is a new contract for him if he wishes to sign it. Yet, Wenger commented that he would manage next year whether at Arsenal or, “elsewhere.” Hmm, fancy a job in Foxboro? We’ve got at least three French speakers on the team!
Finally, I don’t wish to malign an entire occupation, but the fact that there have been multiple inquiries into the managerial vacancy at Rangers makes me think that those who choose the profession are deficient in some aspect of their decision making. If Rangers were the Titanic (and, really, is it that much of a stretch to think of them in those terms) and you told the applicants the ship was going to sink before they signed on to take over, they’d still do it. “Don’t worry, Mr. Chairman, I’m sure I’m the one that can get it sorted…”