The Zidane Affair
At last we've heard what actually transpired just before Zidane was shown the red card. It was true love, and nothing else. Just goes to show that too much of anything, even love, can be dangerous.
The on-field microphone (whose only speaker was somewhere in the office of www dot freakipedia dot com) revealed the following conversations, first between MM and ZZ, then between the Ref and the linesman:
[Conversation between MM and ZZ; language used – Gallo-Roman; we've got it translated from langtolangto.com]
MM: Darling Zizou, your bald patch is shining with sweat!
ZZ: Yeah Matou? Really? How am I looking?
MM: Not too hot, if you know what I mean! And in your last match, too.
ZZ: Yeah, I have to look impeccable for the prize ceremony. Can you do something, darling?
MM: Come closer, my dear, let me try.
(As ZZ comes close, MM is overcome with passion and hugs ZZ, as we all saw, but ZZ slips away, feeling rather ticklish!)
MM: Hey! Where are you off?
ZZ: Is it still shining?
MM: Like George’s conscience! You never gave me a chance! Let me rub off the sweat with my hands.
ZZ: Naaaah! Your hands are sweaty, too.
MM: OK, you can rub it on my jersey.
ZZ: Hey, your jersey is dripping!
MM: No, no, it’s quite dry near my chest. All that hair on my chest have soaked the sweat, the jersey’s quite dry there.
ZZ: OK, I’ll do that.
(ZZ quickly rubs his bald patch on the front of MM’s jersey. However, one or two spiky hair within the said patch pokes MM on his tender skin, and he collapses to the ground, clutching the pin-pricked area.)
[Conversation between Ref and Linesman; language used – Spanish, again we went to www.langtolang.com]
Ref: Why the heck is MM dancing on the floor? Did you see anything?
LM: Yes, indeed! What a shame! ZZ nuzzled his head on MM’s chest!
Ref: What? In front of all these people? This is supposed to be a family event, the bugger’s trying to get it X-rated or what? Blatter will bust my bladder. Why can’t he make love in the privacy of the dressing room?
LM: Did you see his expression? Triple X!
Ref: Yes, you're right, he was making eyes at me, too, me a macho Latino! OK, to the dressing room he goes.
[Red Card]
[Conversation between MM and ZZ; language used – Gallo-Roman; we've got it translated from langtolangto.com]
MM: Darling Zizou, your bald patch is shining with sweat!
ZZ: Yeah Matou? Really? How am I looking?
MM: Not too hot, if you know what I mean! And in your last match, too.
ZZ: Yeah, I have to look impeccable for the prize ceremony. Can you do something, darling?
MM: Come closer, my dear, let me try.
(As ZZ comes close, MM is overcome with passion and hugs ZZ, as we all saw, but ZZ slips away, feeling rather ticklish!)
MM: Hey! Where are you off?
ZZ: Is it still shining?
MM: Like George’s conscience! You never gave me a chance! Let me rub off the sweat with my hands.
ZZ: Naaaah! Your hands are sweaty, too.
MM: OK, you can rub it on my jersey.
ZZ: Hey, your jersey is dripping!
MM: No, no, it’s quite dry near my chest. All that hair on my chest have soaked the sweat, the jersey’s quite dry there.
ZZ: OK, I’ll do that.
(ZZ quickly rubs his bald patch on the front of MM’s jersey. However, one or two spiky hair within the said patch pokes MM on his tender skin, and he collapses to the ground, clutching the pin-pricked area.)
[Conversation between Ref and Linesman; language used – Spanish, again we went to www.langtolang.com]
Ref: Why the heck is MM dancing on the floor? Did you see anything?
LM: Yes, indeed! What a shame! ZZ nuzzled his head on MM’s chest!
Ref: What? In front of all these people? This is supposed to be a family event, the bugger’s trying to get it X-rated or what? Blatter will bust my bladder. Why can’t he make love in the privacy of the dressing room?
LM: Did you see his expression? Triple X!
Ref: Yes, you're right, he was making eyes at me, too, me a macho Latino! OK, to the dressing room he goes.
[Red Card]