Technique technique technique. He hits the ball so beauifully. Look at his body shape when he strikes the ball with either left or right foot, absolutely perfect!
Jol's team talk for the rest of the season...... Give it to Berbatov!
I imagine he's been working at them in training before he was ready.. today that training finished. Jenas hasn't been able to produce the magic recently so Jol must of told Berbatov to get practicing, especially since he has the best touch in the Prem
It’s been a long-difficult day. Serious big job interview has gone impossibly wrong when everything was there for the taking at one stage (around half-time).
I spend the day shifting in the eat at my office desk…anxious, drained, nervous. Awaiting the call from the recruitment agent. The call that would launch me out of this misery and propel me into the outter stratospheres of vocation…my big break...
The call doesn’t come. Yeah they’ll call in the morning. I my hands itch to make the call. To know whether I’m a winner or a loser. The call doesn’t come.
The entire night ahead of me agonising over this job..this saviour of my spirit. Friends suggest I pray. I’m a non-believer so that’s no use…
…Instead I sit with a six pack of lager watching shorts of Berbatov’s goals on this site…and links to youtube. There are two that I have watched about twenty times already(I’m on my third can). The last two have ACTUALLY brought real tears to my eyes. Oh yes I was on the verge of bawling watching Berba jinx a defender, dance pass the goalkeeper and curl the ball past the outstretched leg of a hapless defender.
Everytime I watch things feel a bit better, about my job, about my sorry life, even about my ex-girlfriend(who I hate) – all of these irks wash away from me as I watch through the mist in my eye the grace and poise and beauty of Berbatov.
And so I realise that He has made me feel better. He has healed me. He makes my heart leap with joy when I think of Him.
I’ll spend the rest of my evening thinking of hymns to sing to Him. I’ll watch him weave his magic; I’ll even manage the occasional smile just to know that He plays for Spurs!
hehehehehe! hello! is there anybody out there who isn't in love with Berbatov? hello? man, woman, cat, dog, pundit, manager, rock, bone, leaf, bla, bla, bla ? what a flow of horny writing and sighing around the world this is. maybe this is the world orgasm certain activists wanted to have one certain day at a certain time. it's now, it's ecstatic. a girl cried "berba I want to have your babies", others have just found god. hello? poor guy, I believe is going to escape to a desert island before he's sh...d to death !
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Why has he not been taking more free kicks?
Technique technique technique. He hits the ball so beauifully. Look at his body shape when he strikes the ball with either left or right foot, absolutely perfect!
Jol's team talk for the rest of the season......
Give it to Berbatov!
An exceptional strike.
Tevez's kick was brilliant, but Mr B's beat a 'keeper and a man on the bloody line!
@ 10.34
I imagine he's been working at them in training before he was ready.. today that training finished. Jenas hasn't been able to produce the magic recently so Jol must of told Berbatov to get practicing, especially since he has the best touch in the Prem
Gotta be loving that - I'm still laughing now.
Just how good is Berbatov? - he gets better and better every game.
The guy is gonna be a legend
It’s been a long-difficult day. Serious big job interview has gone impossibly wrong when everything was there for the taking at one stage (around half-time).
I spend the day shifting in the eat at my office desk…anxious, drained, nervous. Awaiting the call from the recruitment agent. The call that would launch me out of this misery and propel me into the outter stratospheres of vocation…my big break...
The call doesn’t come. Yeah they’ll call in the morning. I my hands itch to make the call. To know whether I’m a winner or a loser. The call doesn’t come.
The entire night ahead of me agonising over this job..this saviour of my spirit. Friends suggest I pray. I’m a non-believer so that’s no use…
…Instead I sit with a six pack of lager watching shorts of Berbatov’s goals on this site…and links to youtube. There are two that I have watched about twenty times already(I’m on my third can). The last two have ACTUALLY brought real tears to my eyes. Oh yes I was on the verge of bawling watching Berba jinx a defender, dance pass the goalkeeper and curl the ball past the outstretched leg of a hapless defender.
Everytime I watch things feel a bit better, about my job, about my sorry life, even about my ex-girlfriend(who I hate) – all of these irks wash away from me as I watch through the mist in my eye the grace and poise and beauty of Berbatov.
And so I realise that He has made me feel better. He has healed me. He makes my heart leap with joy when I think of Him.
I’ll spend the rest of my evening thinking of hymns to sing to Him. I’ll watch him weave his magic; I’ll even manage the occasional smile just to know that He plays for Spurs!
Berbatov is God.
Can’t smile without you
hehehehehe! hello! is there anybody out there who isn't in love with Berbatov? hello? man, woman, cat, dog, pundit, manager, rock, bone, leaf, bla, bla, bla ? what a flow of horny writing and sighing around the world this is. maybe this is the world orgasm certain activists wanted to have one certain day at a certain time. it's now, it's ecstatic. a girl cried "berba I want to have your babies", others have just found god. hello? poor guy, I believe is going to escape to a desert island before he's sh...d to death !
I'm in love with Berby and so is my wife !
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