Good evening where you are.
If you’re currently in the company of Lyon president Jean-Michel Aulas, you may be feeling a little dizzy.
Old JMA has just pulled off what has to be seen as a rather remarkable handbrake turn.
The club president who once said “He talks a lot and goes back on what we’ve agreed in writing. Agreements have not at all been respected.” and “The negotiation with the Tottenham directors has been the hardest I have ever had to undergo in these 25 years” is now positively upbeat about doing business with our baldy boy.
I had Daniel Levy, on the phone many times. Levy insists on signing Clinton. We are close to an agreement. But we want to finalize other deals before, including the very important investment we are doing with Roma. Much has progressed.
I thank Daniel Levy for making an offer that is respectable. Things can change from one moment to the next. I expect also a call from the United States, where he is currently, to try to move forward.”
There are of course a number of quite plausible extenuating circumstances for this paradigm shift in opinion.
One, Mr Aulas has discovered Mr Levy’s tender side.
Two, Mr Aulas cannot believe he’s getting so much cash for a lemon, and it’s not even Shrove Tuesday.
I could be wrong. Ive been wrong before.
But looking at the clip below, which appears to be Clinton’s killer showreel, if I might make so bold; he looks rubbish.
Intellectual lightweights still trying to convince me that ‘fast’ is an attribute in footballing circles need to have a serious word with themselves.
History’s greatest men have been awarded many a glowing adjective, but I don’t recall anyone saying of George Best, “…but aside from that, he made up for it with pace”.
Stop it.
Nobody said of Rembrandt, “…ah, but he does knock ’em out like a Vietnamese sweatshop”.
Please, just stop it.
We already have Townsend and Bonzo, two men who ought to be competing in the 100m dash for people with no sense of direction.
We don’t need any more.
