Happy Tuesday Spursland! It's game day baby. Spurs are in LA looking to put a whoopin' on the Californians; unfortunately we won't get to see David Beckham play, but hopefully Robbie Keane will see some playing time against his original boyhood club. OK, well, maybe Leeds was the original club, but whatever. He is mostly ours.
And now the "news"
Big club...blah blah blah. Paging Mr. Van Der Vaart, YOU AREN'T HELPING MATTERS. In fact, how about less talking up your old team and putting down your new team? I bet you don't talk about how much better your last girlfriend was in front of Sylvie, do you? You scruffy looking nerf-herder.
The Ambiguously Spanish Duo! That has been playing in my head over and over again to the tune of the Ambiguously Gay Duo theme song.
What's happening around SB Nation after the jump
This is a fascinating read. A very novel approach to re-acclimatizing extremists to a world where killing innocent people is less of a day-to-day option. I also am interested in the resurgence of the "so, let's just beat it out of them" theory on discipline. I think that would really make life much more satisfying for parents and teachers everywhere.
Oh Red Bulls. You try so hard, and yet...meh. (Editors Note: As of right now, the Red Bulls deny that Cahill is theirs)
Because slapping on an unneeded deadline has always helped contentious situations. That is a strategy that has never gone wrong.