Kristján Atli
Þess væri óskandi að íþróttablaðamenn á Íslandi væru jafn klárir pennar og kollegar þeirra á Englandi.
Þessi grein um leik Leeds og Manchester United í Times er kostuleg.
Höfundur greinarinnar tók sig til og samdi nýjan texta við Bohemian Rapsody með Queen.
There’s a screw lose in my head,
Because I tried to break his leg.
Fergie, the seasons just begun,
But now I’ve gone and thrown it all away.
Forlan! Ooh-ooh-ooh,
Makes me want to sigh!
We’ score more goals with Sid James or Kenneth Williams,
Carry On, Camping,
The whole teams just in tatters.
I see a little packaged sandwich filled with prawns.
LAURENT BLANC! LAURENT BLANC!
HES JUST SLOW, OLD AND USELESS.
Brown and Neville fighting, very very
frightening indeed!
WHERE IS RIO? Where is Rio?
WHERE IS RIO? Where is Rio?
Because Laurent’ far too slow.
He’ far to slow-ow-ow-ow-ow.
I’m just a headcase, nobody loves me!
HE’S JUST A HEADCASE, WALKED OUT ON HIS COUNTRY!
SPARE US THE WHINES FROM HIS GAFFER IF YOU PLEASE!
Here it comes, Open goal, Forlan must score.
HE WILL NOT!
No! Hes simply got to score!
HE WILL NOT, NEVER, EVER SCORE!
No! Hes simply got to score!
HE WILL NOT, NEVER, EVER SCORE!
NEVER EVER SCORE, NEVER EVER SCORE…
Oh where is Rio? Where is Rio?
Has he really stubbed his toe?
Beelzebub take the Nevilles from our side,
Oh please, oh please, oh pleeeeeeeeeeeease.
Þetta er hrein snilld.
þessi síða suckar feitt þú ert hörmulegur síðu skapandi
Takk takk!
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