Welcome back to “Well in, Lad.” Today, in this semester’s final edition of the column, to quote the passive-aggressive manager of The Orient’s Twitter account, “[I am talking] about the Premier League … again.” More specifically, I’m revisiting the following question: Is José Mourinho the manager who will lead my favorite club, the Tottenham Hotspurs, to prosperity?
Hi, Mom, Grandma Maggie, Grandma Rosie, Ben and whoever else reads my column! Today, you are in for a treat. I am talking about the one and only Zlatan Ibrahimovic. More specifically, I will discuss why millions of soccer fans, including myself, consider him to be one of the most iconic athletes of all time.
Welcome back to “Well in, Lad.” Actually, scratch that. Bienvenido de nuevo a “Well in, Lad.” “Why did you use Google Translate to translate a basic phrase into Spanish?” you ask. Well, it’s because I don’t know Spanish—I took Latin from sixth to twelfth grade—and I’m talking about FC Barcelona today.
“The wait is finally over. The world’s most captivating sport returns for another year of drama, intrigue, beauty and suspense. Football is back,” said Martin Tyler, English “football” commentator and a bloody legend. As Tyler so eloquently put it, the beautiful game—specifically, the Premier League—has returned to television.