Marko Marin Approached. Crikey!

Inpuuuut!

Marko Marin. So we meet again. It’s not the news that our alleged approach was rebuffed that’s got the man on the street in somewhat of a dither, rather the reasoning behind looking at a player, who, let’s not kid ourselves, bares more than a striking resemblance to a certain wee Croat that often knocks about the homestead.

Are Redknapp and Levy preparing for the worst? Is this a way of tickling the feet of the punters with one hand, while dropping a great hunk of patio slab toward their nether-regions with t’other? Are we being hood-winked?  Is this a contingency plan? Is Steven Gerrard’s favourite cheese still ‘melted’?

All these question and more, probably won’t be answered here today. By all means invest some of your own thinkings on the subject. I’m off to watch The Apprentice in the hope that Lord Sugar might feel inclined to slap someone this week. No-one would blame you, m’lord. No-one.


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