Football makes me happy.
Photos of footballers make me happy.
And random photos of footballers being silly make me even happier.
So here. Be happy. :D



( ...and we'll all float on, good news is on the way )

Also...Pippo, I love you, but I'm sure you knew that already.

Last batch...probably.
There's a distinct lack of interesting commentary because it's summer and my brain is, of course, on vacation. So if you happen to see it lying around on a beach somewhere, please kindly tell it to go home, for my cranial cavity is feeling lonely.



-- Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3
-- Major thanks to everyone who linked me to photos and such. You are all made of awesome.
-- Comments make me a happy bunny cuz God knows these take impossibly long to do.

Because the wives and girlfriends of the Rossoneri >>>>>>> every other WAG (especially the English).
They're beautiful.
They're smart.
They're classy.
They embody the spirit of Milan.

I felt it was most appropriate to start the spam with the Goddess herself, Adriana Fossa Maldini.

YAY! Part 3...in which we discover that Rooney didn't always look like an alien baby, that Totti can spell his own name, and that Dutch footballers just don't look all that cute as kids.

ETA: I found a pic of Poldi as a dorky scruffy-haired kid! YAY!