Dazza would've been the best midfielder in England had it not been for those injuries. Such a class act in every way. There was an outrageous one for England where he sprinted the length of the pitch to make a crucial tackle in the 6-yard box. I think it was in the Beckhamgate game against Argentina?
. I've got a mate that looks like the Shaggy as it goes... Funny bastard, is always the one to pass out on a night out, fell on his face three times the night before the League Cup final last season.
I agree with every point, I think. We had too many players, period, (in addition to signing too many at once) and all our attackers preferred the left side. Lamela would still be better if he played on the left, I think, and playing on the right may have played a big part in doing in Townsend’s career. Too many players meant everyone knew one bad game and it was back to the bench. We needed to get rid of a number of players to keep ourselves from chopping and changing too much. There is a right number of potential starters and we had two or three too many. Our two genuinely bad buys recently, I think, were Paulinho and Fazio. Paulinho because he was not quite good enough at two positions to start for us, Fazio because he is perfectly designed to not play our style. But of the two, Paulinho was much more defensible. If he had not gotten injured, he might have worked out decently, and even so didn’t miss by that much. Buying Fazio was simply inexplicable. Of our other washouts, last I looked Capoue was once again one of the top DMs (though he was with us for a while, then seemed to lose interest). Soldado looks like the player was before he unwisely left sunny Spain. Maybe he’s a fair weather player. I still say Cheery Cheese is a talented player and quite a good CB, though the insane streak running through him is disquieting and occasionally costly.
Shaggy was rated the #1 cartoon drug user: No obvious means of support. Stubbly beard. Drives around in a vehicle called the "Mystery Van", popping "Scoobie Snacks" to his dog, who he talks to all day... ...and who talks back to him.
Almost constantly got the munchies, paranoid, starts laughing when nobody else thinks it's funny, sees things...
He's probably imagined that at some point in his life, what with the amount of drinks and drugs he does. The irony, have a laugh at this: My mate has a patchy stubbly beard, drives a clapped out Polo - which might I add is also somewhat of a super car, got us to Belgium and back on just £40 fuel, although a mystery as to how it still runs it's so old. Does all sorts of drugs and once had shrooms in Amsterdam in which he started talking to the wall while the wall was talking back to him, his conversation was basically asking (and then telling) the wall to change colour in which the wall was refusing... Or so he says . He's literally the real life version of Shaggy I'm telling you.
