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and we got slung out in 1842 but burned the Whitehouse and most of DC down 30 years beforehand
checks/balances
checks/balances
But at 17 he was extremely skilled with super fast feet... he chose to go in one direction from there and it's hard to say he was wrong... but at the same time one can't help wondering what might have been...
But I'd agree he never had that poetic beauty in the way he touched the ball that Bergkamp did, I'm not sure Messi does either. If we're talking about pure aesthetic touch in caressing the ball... hmmmm... Bergkamp is one of the all-time greats... who else springs to your mind? I hate to admit it but Henry is up there, um, Zidane is another... Emile Heskey of course, be interested to hear what @version thinks... Iniesta, actually I think the most impossible natural touch I've ever seen is probably Ronaldinho.
That's true, but beyond that joyous touch and other related skills that developed and flowed from the same source, he wasn't close to the same level as most of those listed above.Berbatov had an impeccable first touch. Supremely smooth player.
That's true, but beyond that joyous touch and other related skills that developed and flowed from the same source, he wasn't close to the same level as most of those listed above.
Yeah I did. Just thought it was interesting that he is generally agreed to excel at that without ever bring quite a world class player.Right, but you said "If we're talking about pure aesthetic touch in caressing the ball...".
that's the thing isn't it with radiohead. it's an admission of weakness dressed up, that's what everyone gets out of it(25/100) Radiohead, “Nude”
I started hearing rumors about her hanging with this senior—an actual adult—in the school newspaper club. I was listening to “Nude,” changing out of my swimsuit in the locker when I got the text. The text that comes after a long radio silence, and amounts to “We should talk.” You get a pit in your stomach knowing what’s coming but you aren’t meeting up for a few days, so you have to live like this, on death row. You’re like a dog begging to be put down.
Then when I found out the story I’d gotten was false, that she’d traded up rather than "not being in a place for a 'ship." The teen thing where there’s a boiling vast sea bottled up inside you, and you’re stoic and placid on the outside. You couldn't talk to me or touch me for days. When I found out she’d asked him to the Sadie Hawkins dance. I ended up going as well, remember seeing her across the dance floor with pimply Mr Devirginizer as Rihanna’s “Only Girl In The World” played.