Thursday the 26th of May
if Vieira wants a career in football once he's retired then where better for him to have it? Bring him home, Arsene.
One of his first tasks, perhaps, would be to find Patrice Evra and kick his fat mouth in. The world's gobbiest left-back has been talking about Samir Nasri <http://www.guardian.co.uk/football/2011/may/26/samir-nasri-arsenal-manchester-united?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_c ampaign=Feed%3A+theguardian%2Ffootball%2Frss+%28Fo otball%29>
and suggesting he needs to go to Man United to further his career. In an unbelievably poncey manner too:
If Samir comes, he has to know there is no room for mistakes. I have been at Manchester United for five years and I can't remember how many trophies I have won … 13? 15?. So 'Petit Prince', if you want to be King, you know where you have to go.
Petit Prince? Petit Prince?! Right up there with 'Capi' for me.
Honestly, if there's such a thing as hell then Evra's fiery eternity will be spent on a lumpy, pot-hole ridden football pitch, perpetually chasing a 50-50 pass with Ryan Shawcross coming from one side and Martin Taylor from the other. With Glenn Hoddle and Chris Waddle performing 'Sussudio' at a volume setting of 11. Which is one louder than 10.
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