june 5th
Jaques Santini’s favourite player in the whole world is not Zinedine Zidane, nor is it Robert Pires, Thierry Henry, David Trezeguet, Marcel Desailly, Claude Makelele or Patrick Vieira. It’s not Shevchenko or Davids or Figo or Ronaldo. It’s not Raul or Owen or Beckham. No. The new Spurs manager’s favourite player in the whole wide world is Sylvain Wiltord.
Santini loves Wiltord like an Irish man loves beer, like Michael Owen loves gambling, like Wayne Rooney loves pies. So don’t be at all surprised if Sylvain hooks up with his new boss and makes the short trip across North London to play for the Spuds next season. It means he can stay in London, stay in touch with his Arsenal chums, get a big signing on fee, and play week in week out for a manager that may play Wiltord ahead of Pires when France take on England.
If he goes there I won’t bear any grudges. He can play where he likes once his contract is finished (anywhere else was going to be a step down anyway, although Spurs is a couple of steps and a trapdoor down), I’ll remember him fondly for the important goals that he scored, and I’ll always wonder why he wasn’t sold last summer when we could have got a few bob for him.
Demento has been mouthing off again saying the Premiership has become tribal. He says “It is not just about football, it is about the bragging rights of the Londoners and the Scousers and the Geordies.”
I can’t see what the Scousers and Geordies have got to brag about, and if he can’t understand why the fans of Arsenal (and Chelsea) take great delight in seeing United have a poor season, then he’s been Cloughing it a bit too much. United have dominated the Premiership since its inception, now it looks as if their period of dominance is coming to an end. They’ll still be a dangerous opponent, just not quite as dangerous as they once were.
Oh, and we went the season unbeaten and you’ve never done that and we won the league by 15 points you red nosed clown. Na-na-na-naaaa-na.
Over and out.
