What a week! My friends, what a week!
6 points in 2 games! It's 3 points per game for those who have problems with math or two straight victories for those who know bugger all football. And
attention Gueugnon must go and win there! Metz, Niort, Dijon and Strasbourg have. In other words, for not s'taper shame, there must be something in the land of Amara Traore, Alain Caveglia and Nicolas Esceth-N'Zi!
j'dis And then when he must go there to win, must already do there. We were very nearly missed the game. The captain of the aircraft, he said that in these conditions, we could not take off. The little Elliot he believed it was because the team was heckling too. It was so the brothel in ( much like my joke ). Everyone played "you're not heading" : And that'll be told Nicoflo Toudic " your footsteps cape shown your ass to the window " and Planted outbid by telling Brahim " t ' 're not heading to open the door in flight "to honor Brouard. Brahim Vincent puts it in the challenge: " course you're not playing bin Laden. "Elliot he was very frightened: he believed that Plante, just for kidding, he would be able to divert the aircraft to launch against the hospital. Ultimately, it's just that there was too foggy.
Then suddenly, it was all back at Jimmy at the casa for a bite. Inevitably, Jimmy, so we expected it was not much to Graille. Frankly, it was Ham / puree or Knacki / Fries. Toudic, he started crying in his corner. I ask him what's wrong. In fact he wanted fries with mashed potatoes. I told him that it was possible he had just ask nicely to Jimmy. Francky, when he heard that we could mixed it took knacks with ham. Everyone was yet dispelled the ruckus on the plane. So, the meal quickly turned to the battle of mashed potatoes. A grandiose remake of the schoolmaster with Coluche we did! Y'avait two camps: the defense and the media against the rest def. It's the defense that won because nobody dares aim Brahim and Lilian he came not to frame its launched puree. It has a y'en was wise is Valero. For his return to the group, it would not be reprimanded. We had a good laugh him this week!
Well, Wednesday at training, Julian wished to speak. He wanted an update on his status in the group. It was some time it began to spread in the press about his lack of playing time . Basically, Schmitz is a bit our Allou Diara us. Except that allocating it in the columns of the team and he complained that it plays a bit anyway.
Julian began by saying that he could count on him, he had scored at the Velodrome in December and given a pass' to his buddy in Lorient and cons Reynald B. And then he showed us What a picture as the whole stadium demanded his presence. I told Francky " remark, as he asks you not put the owner, you can always take him to Gueugnon, maybe we will come to their refourguer. "
As a result, Valero was so happy it has made everyone happy. Hey, you have heard that Patrice did not come with us! Slammed in training the lookalike Tom Berenger ! And you want to know how? While Frank insisted on touching the bar, he said Patrice " Dad Ten Euros not you pass me the ball! . Since J'lui do! I am boulle, I'm juggling two to three to warm up and attack the Patoche in one against one. Come before him, clickety-clack, J'lui slams comma Brahim small bridge, I get the ball, hit the sombrero and caster to Zidane. He has not understood the Patoche, I've removed a kidney! I tell you guys, it seems more than a hit too Yo now. Do not worry Dad he could still bring misery to a lot of side!
short, the aircraft finally arrived at Gueugnon. It is funny to fly over the city. The Raineau for his first real match in A, Brahim he said it was the haze. We thought taking him to Gueugnon Regardless, it was already a sacred cow barn. That said, he had to go around the locker room naked singing the entrance music players with the slip Branger on his head to hide her hair! What we laugh! Almost as much as the first game of Toudic where Brahim had the good idea to play with a full slip Kétum ...
Oh and then for the match, when Valero was told that he replaced Brahim, you would have seen those eyes! It was just crazy! Moreover, he went to live in central defense position! Francky he yelled over to tell him to swap with Greg.
Still, despite the entry of Julian, that game was tight as a cross-Brahim. So to lighten the mood, I raised the "you're not heading." "You're not heading to rot the arbitrator" do I say to Jean-Marc. He's hitting, while Florentine dragged on the floor to pledge time, he asked if the man in black was a contest of mediocrity with Poulat. Bang! red!
