It's thirty five past 5 A.M in Beijing and thirty five past midnight in Nairobi. The international break is on swing and we all know what that means. Bogus transfer news, stretched imaginations and concocted notions filling up the pages as editors scrape for football news. On this day. as Arsene Wenger gets vindicated on his assertions on the state of the global economy thanks to the financial system melt down in Cyprus, we keep on with the tradition: Passing off bogus as good.
There might be a new villain in the silhouette of RVP up in Manchester but now that he's scoring no more, it's about time we reminded gooners of the old enemy in chief. Rooney. To put the image in perspective, you ought understand that 'original' jerseys are a fashion statement down here at the equator. We call them
'Jersey Oriji' and people actually strut them around as they would a Polo Ralph Lauren.
Now their reference to 'original' is deliberate as replicas here refer to the South Asia manufactured variety whose Ljumberg comes without the 'j', that kind of thing. The chap insisted his was a '
Jersey Oriji' albeit with a touch.
