As Martha and Inter have so aptly demonstrated, football suits of all varieties, through their evil PR minions, will never tire of forcing their players to sacrifice whatever tiny amount of dignity they might have by doing stupid things that may or may not help sell more t-shirts. Juventus is no exception. Here is their Christmas message, in two parts.
Now before you click, think about what you are about to see. There will be some awkwardness, obviously. Some bad singing, natch. Some people who are just so damn happy to be allowed to represent for the zebes in public that they are about to burst. Some people who clearly have contracts exempting the from this sort of shit. Some language-impaired people. Some disturbingly enthusiastic people. Some grumpusses. And one super-classy guy who perfectly finds the sweet spot where he can be a good sport without being a tool.
I'm sure you won't be surprised by who turns out to be the biggest goober.
No! I WON'T do an lj-cut!
&hearts to one and all
P.S. There are renewed rumors about Martin Caceres coming back. It's probably bullshit, but maybe it could happen if we all ask Santa.
P.P.S. Every time I play the one with Mirko, my beagle Tiki growls.
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