The only way this gets any better is if security is a step or two slower, and Golden Balls catches a little LA hospital-ity.
What, did he think we’re all stupid? That the LA fans don’t know a “fuck you” move when they’re on the end of one? The experiment is over, and he blew it. Point in fact, he didn’t even really try, which puts the lie to his self-aggrandizing claims of “professionalism.”
One thing even the haters have to admit is that Beckham plays for the shirt — the England shirt. Talking about how you travel thousands of miles for your national team in order to white-wash how you shafted your club team makes even less sense than a Spice Girls reunion.
“I did not shoot Joel. For proof, let me introduce you to Bob, whom I have never shot.” Luckily, he’s good looking.
“I’m an honest person” . . . except for all the parts where I said I was dedicated to developing soccer in the US. Oh, I’m sorry, your American football terminology has confused me again. I said “the sport of soccer,” but I meant, “my fanancial holdings and Q-quotient.”
Beckham made money for the Galaxy hand over fist — too bad they can’t use any of it to buy their way out of mediocrity. How many years will it take to repair the damage Becks did?
Sadly, probably only 2 or 3.