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THE CROW By CATHERINE ETOE & RICHARD OSLEY
‘I’m a Spaniard, get me out of here’ is best show in town

I WAS slightly baffled when I saw how chuffed Gooners were after that win over mighty Crystal Palace the other night.
But I guess when all you’re playing for in the Premiership is pride, gunning the Eagles down at home is an admirable feat.
As was the way that entire foreign legion gathered around Jose ‘Village Idiot’ Reyes to celebrate his first goal in four months.
Thankfully, it wasn’t to re-enact that silly episode in Seville when a team mate nibbled his privates in a goal celebration more stomach churning than Robbie Keane’s trigger happy routine.
Nor was it to shove a ‘kick me’ sign on the little fella’s back in revenge for his bad-boy gibe to the ‘sporting director’ of Unreal Madrid. Nope, Gooners say their one-time ‘Invincibles’ simply wanted to show they’d forgiven his ‘I’m a Spaniard, get me out of here’ faux pas.
Yeah right. They were really telling the young upstart that both he and his mum could get to the back of the queue.
Because unless Arsenal’s season bucks up, Reyes won’t be the only one wanting to jump ship to warmer climes.


WHY don’t old Tottenham players just do us all a favour and disappear? Instead of opening a pub or investing in golf clubs like normal footballers, they insist on chasing TV cameras in a hapless bid to prove they know best.
Look at Garth Crooks – a striker who learned all he knows about touch-line reporting from Kermit the Frog sketches.
The baffled look on Sven’s face when Crooks is firing the questions is priceless.
Then there is Diamond Lights geezer Glenn Hoddle.
Sky get their money’s worth out of this so-called expert because only cultured Glenn knows that one of the world’s most famous players is not called Thierry Henry – but Thierry ‘On-Ray’.
But the worst of all these Tottenham has-beens is still trotting around on the pitch for West Ham – and there was a moment to savour on Sunday. You can imagine what craggy-faced dud Teddy Sheringham was thinking before the crucial cup penalty shootout with Sheffield United – ‘If we win this, we can beat Arsenal next week’.
But the last laugh was on Teddy as he led the West Ham clown academy ballooning their penalties high and wide. It’s a shame – I’m sure Ted would have enjoyed a warm reception at Highbury this weekend.