All summer long we've had to listen to the sounds of JAR (aka Jose Antonio Reyes) singing about his love for Real Madrid and how he was ready to leave grimy England where the football is played by ruffians for sunny Spain, a land where soccer is still a gentleman's game played by handsome young men who never get grass stains on their shorts (unless of course, they're demonstrating the athletic feat of the pitch dive). Real Madrid, JAR's agent told us, wanted JAR. For his part, the fragile little forward called Real Madrid his "dream club." They were Kid Rock to his Pamela Anderson. Their love for each other could not be denied.
How fleeting is summer love. It now looks like JAR is on his way home, but not to Real Madrid. Instead, he'll be practicing his frail style of football for RM's city rivals, Athletico Madrid. While there's a certain poetic justice in the Wantaway Kid being sent to Los Galacticos' rival, a much lesser light in the football galaxy, I will just be glad to be rid of the whiny git. Farewell and godspeed JAR.
Also to the good, Arsenal beat Dinamo Zagreb 2-1 in a Champions League qualifier at Emirates last night...and Chelsea, the mighty Chelsea, lost to a shop vac of a side, Middlesbrough 2-1.
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