Three and in – not just another football blog

Word filtering through the t’Interwebsphere is that Tottenham’s Niko Kranjcar’s notoriously chatty father, Zlatko Kranjcar has been engineering a swap deal with AS Roma’s Mirko Vucinic.

At least that is what ol’Zlato told Walter Sabatini…

Spurs manager Harry Redknapp has quite openly operated a culture of favourites at White Hart Lane, ever since his arrival. He’s a died in the wool East End boy who sticks with what he knows, sticks with who he knows. I don’t think Harry has ever felt he either knows or wants to know Niko. And I think that’s probably Tottenham’s loss.

But Mirko Vucinic is a €25M rated striker and even the most ardent Niko fan will acknowledge this sounds pretty good! But will it happen? Can Spurs be the first club in the history of football to make one of these insane media deals actually come true? Good question. In this instance, let’s hope so.

In a sensational twist today the footballing world was rocked to it’s foundations.

One time Rangers fullback, now Tottenham Hotspur striker Alan Hutton, has today been revealed as the man at the center of an nationwide smuggling cartel of what sources are simply calling. ‘The White Stuff’.

Hutton is no stranger to controversy of course. The Scot hit the the headlines off the park not long after he joined Spurs when he went for a quiet all day drinky poo bender with some family and friends in London. This soiree climaxed with Hutton battering the living monkey out of his old man in broad daylight.

This time though the consequences are likely to be somewhat more significant than merely leaving his dad needing medical attention. Experts told us that the cost of valeting his passion wagon could run into tens of pounds. The Metropolitan Police declined to comment.

Whilst some were momentarily transfixed today by the joint Wayne and Coleen Rooney emotional cavalcade of ‘their statement’.

But we at Three and in know that our  punters want, no insist, no …are damn well entitled to demand the bare boned facts of this hulabaloo. Even if it requires the crappy doctoring of a third hand snap.

Oh yes.

我来自不远的未来，我知道很多人只会把我的话当是个玩笑，我愿意先给大家一点事实的证据。

我给出的的证据很简单，目前世界最关注的世界 杯，决赛双方将是荷兰和西班牙，荷兰2：1战胜了西班牙，斯内德和另一个你们猜不出的替补球员进了球。希望我的这番话不要在世界杯决赛前传到南非，否则我 担心球员心态受影响，从而改变了历史。

一个月后我会回来，那时候希望你们愿意相信我的所有关于未来的话！

Oh, yes, He’s Chinese.

For those of you who’s Chinese is a bit on the rusty side. Here is a rough approximation  in the Queen’s. The post was made on a Chinese website to which I have linked at the foot of this.

Clicking around the Net, this could be the most read post on an Internet forum ever. So even if it does turn out to be rubbish, it may yet make history.

I have given evidence of very simple, now the world’s attention the World Cup finals will be both the Netherlands and Spain, the Netherlands beat Spain 2-1, Sneijder and another you could not guess the substitute players into the ball.

I hope my words do not spread to South Africa before the World Cup finals, otherwise I fear that the mentality of the affected players, which changed history！

A month later I will come back, then I hope you all like to believe that my remarks about the future!

Prices for this 66/1 and better.

Look, you’ve been reading about a bloody Octopus called Paul, so don’t turn your nose up at a time traveller!

Link HERE

This from the Get Out Of Town file, then.

The tale runs that a 2 year old octopus by the name of Paul is a football match outcome predicting machine. Or cephalopod if you want to get picky.

What happens is 2 jars are placed before Paul, each containing an indentical tasty tentacle treat.

Each jar is marked with a flag of the nations competing in the nominated match.

Tanja Munzig,  Paul’s aquarium boss says Paul the octopus not only chose a mussel from a jar with the German flag on it ahead of one in a similar jar bearing the cross of St George, prior to yesterday’s game, but he has a 70% success record.

So look out for men wielding live eels and goldfish in your local bookies.

It’s being reported that an Algerian player went bonkers after playing the USA.

After exiting the pitch, Algerian player Rafik Saifi spotted writer Asma Halimi, who works for Algerian newspaper Competition walked up to her and slapped her with his open hand in front of dozens of witnesses.

She hit him back, in the mouth and it’s suggested her nail caught his lip.

This prompted the player to then hurl a sports drink bottle at a wall in the interview area, as Halimi was ushered away by security staff.

The journalist plans to launch an official complaint with governing body FIFA and the Algerian FA. ”

John Terry has done his best. Let’s face it, he got up early and began his own personal suicide mission well in advance of the tournament. But you just have to hand some things to the French. Like using horse meat as a sandwich ingredient, for example.

No, JT may have given it a good go but the performance of the French national side at this World Cup has eclipsed even his valiant efforts.

Click on the link for a topical World Cup Song

At Least We’re Not As Bad As France

This is the very dictionary definition of ‘The Best Of A Bad Lot’. I really don’t care for World Cup songs or indeed what you might term football singles. Well, the video to Vindaloo was quite good. But I digress.

This is Rik Mayall almost playing it straight and perhaps producing a song that ought be getting more airplay than it is.

Rather ironic that this part time pilchard, full time mortgage advisor not to mention Manchester United fan and football expert found himself in one of the few rooms in the entire world that contained people who will never require his services.

Next week we’ll be meeting a tailor who finds himself on a naturist holiday by mistake.

Apparently, David Beckham and the England team were lost for words after Pavlos whined on about what a big disappointment the game had been. I know what I would have said.

‘What the f*ck is with your hair, Tubbs?’