Tub thumping, verbally flatulent...only our mother's can tell us apart.
Old Emil has now turned his nickle twisting sights back on THFC.
And after much banging of his big Bulgarian comedy triangle and cries of, 'CERMUUUUUUURNGEDDIT!' it seems the queue barriers wheren't required afterall. Danchev's latest spiel is now some class of precocious damage limitation.
"Bulgaria's top-striker Dimitar Berbatov is very likely to become the best-paid player at the White Hart Lane stadium, if he decides to re-sign with Tottenham Hotspur,"
"Dimitar will not play football all his life. He is not so much after money as after professional development. It will be a hard summer for him, during which he is to decide where to continue his career"
It seems my attempt at funny yesterday in respect of hidden depths that latently lurk within the tortured genius were far too close to the truth for comfort.
So then, to recap.
FOR SALE: STRIKER, SEEKER, SEER.
Anagram to play with: and evil mench.
(Mench being a form of yiddish for human)