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Leaving aside the tugger journalist's northern stereotyping - laughed me a**e off last night reading this article in the Standard on the Underground last night.   Had to find a copy out his signing on photo - not a happy boy!

 

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Any Owlstalk advice to Frimmy how to pull lass in Tarn?

 

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Life's gone from Dench to stench as Emmanuel Frimpong drops out of the limelight

Published: 04 February 2014

Updated: 09:58, 04 February 2014

 

You have to feel for Emmanuel Frimpong. One minute you’re the boy about north London, enjoying the kudos that naturally accrues to a 22-year-old who has spent the best part of a decade at Arsenal: trading ‘bants’ with Jack Wilshere, hanging out with Lethal Bizzle, running an amusing clothing label called ‘Stay Dench’, etc. The next you’ve been transferred for an undisclosed fee to Barnsley. Yes, Barnsley.

I don’t want to come over as an unreconstructed metropolitan snob but, actually, why pretend? Barnsley is about as un-Dench as it gets.

The step down in footballing prestige is bad enough: from bit-part player at the Premier League leaders to the first XI of a team bumping along at the ***-end of the Championship, one place above Yeovil. But the indignity of moving from grimy norf London to the brass band capital of south Yorkshire? Well, that’s just a kick in the you-know-wheres.

 

“How am I gonna draw girls now?” wailed Frimpong on Twitter, a diplomatic three nanoseconds or so after his move was announced. Well, Frimmy, have you thought about taking up the tuba? I reckon it’s either that or buy yourself a whippet.

 

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To say that Frimpong’s face in his official Barnsley signing-up picture resembles a smacked a**e would be an insult to a**e-smackers across the country. He wears the look of a man who has just caught a whiff of dog mess trodden into his new living-room carpet: a combination of nausea, disgust and resignation.

 

Things didn’t get much better on Saturday. Less than 24 hours after signing, he was running out in a derby game against Sheffield Wednesday at Hillsborough. Within half an hour, alas, he was running back down the tunnel, having been sent off for two yellow cards.

 

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Barnsley were subsequently denied a penalty, had another man dismissed and conceded a 97th-minute goal, losing the South Yorkshire derby 1-0. “Sorry To you fans,” Frimpong tweeted, later in the weekend but only once he was done watching the Arsenal game.

Now, I don’t want to riff too hard here on Frimpong, a promising player who has had several key developmental years of his career screwed up by nasty ligament injuries in his knees. He seems basically to be an amusing character, who doesn’t take life too seriously, and who was also a genuine fan of Arsenal and loved being associated with the club. And I will confess an interest: I own a Stay Dench snapback, which I occasionally wear. It doesn’t fit and it looks ridiculous but it does really annoy my wife.

Rather, I think that Frimpong’s case serves to remind us that for all the generalisations we make about ‘football’ and ‘footballers’, life outside a relatively small elite can be mundane, parochial and unglamorous.

It doesn’t take much of a drop out of the established Premier League elite for the riches and prestige to fall alarmingly away. There are 92 clubs in the top four divisions of English football but probably not more than 25, tops, where employment really supplies the means for a life of fast cars, bad-taste mansions, ill-advised experiments in personal brand-building and first-name terms with the madams of the best brothels in suburbia.

By no means is playing professional football a bad job to do. Often, although not always, it is well remunerated. It beats going down the mines. But all the same, the life of a lower-division journeyman, which can drop upon you unexpectedly and at the grand old age of 22, is as far removed from sporting superstardom as is the life of a manager of your local HSBC from that of the Wolf of Wall Street.

All of this would appear already to have dawned upon Emmanuel Frimpong and as funny as his swiftly deleted “how am I gonna draw girls” tweet was, there was a sharp stab of truth in there, too. We won’t lie to you, #Frimmy, it’s going to be a struggle. And things won’t get any easier if Barnsley go down to League One this season — if that happens, you may as well cut it off, old boy. But I suppose that’s an incentive, of a sort. Better knuckle down and play.

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...I think it's smarter than you give him credit. After reading it all through a couple of times he is really having a go at the the 'London Metropolitan/Manchester Elite', both player and fans, who think life is all about 'Bling' and how they see life 'up't Noorth.... good article and makes a refreshing change.

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I don’t want to come over as an unreconstructed metropolitan snob

 

Not sure what unreconstructed means but he's certainly a metropolitan snob.  Any excuse to mention whippets and brass bands.  Typical London stereotyping of Yorks.

 

 

i hate seein that gap between the north and the kop why dont we span some steel across it or summat, keep the wind out and the noise in

 

So do I.  Makes us look tinpot.  Surely wouldn't cost that much to join North stand with Kop, or stick exec boxes in that corner(even with a Kop pillar in the sightlines).  Or just put a giant scoreboard and advertising hoardings to span the gap.

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i hate seein that gap between the north and the kop why dont we span some steel across it or summat, keep the wind out and the noise in

I hope you are joking us North Dwellers dont want to be too close to the Kop dwellers we can already smell Tango lol

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i hate seein that gap between the north and the kop why dont we span some steel across it or summat, keep the wind out and the noise in

i used to hate the gap too. but funnily enough i LOVE it now, an dont ever want it cladded in.

 

 when you look at Dunsby's threads, or any OLD photos - or indeed modern photos, like the one in the Frimpong piece,

a photo took from this angle TELLS YOU its Hillsborough, put steel cladding across an we are turning it into every other ''bowl'

in the country, dont get me wrong, i do want Hillsborough revamped.

 

but its hardly ugly terraced housing, its a beautiful scenic, historic view... one that people wouldnt notice until ITS GONE.

 

   but if you insist for wind an noise purpose' - fine, just use transparent sheeting or somink similar!

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i used to hate the gap too. but funnily enough i LOVE it now, an dont ever want it cladded in.

 

 when you look at Dunsby's threads, or any OLD photos - or indeed modern photos, like the one in the Frimpong piece,

a photo took from this angle TELLS YOU its Hillsborough, put steel cladding across an we are turning it into every other ''bowl'

in the country, dont get me wrong, i do want Hillsborough revamped.

 

but its hardly ugly terraced housing, its a beautiful scenic, historic view... one that people wouldnt notice until ITS GONE.

 

   but if you insist for wind an noise purpose' - fine, just use transparent sheeting or somink similar!

And I can keep an eye on my car in the Wednesdayite car park during the match

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i hate seein that gap between the north and the kop why dont we span some steel across it or summat, keep the wind out and the noise in

 

Personally I wouldn't like that, but if we did it we'd have to make sure it was done properly

 

No offence to the Baggies who post on here ( love you Liam ) but look at all that unoccupied steel in that far corner, I'd rather leave it as it is than have anything like that

 

 

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Leaving aside the tugger journalist's northern stereotyping - laughed me a**e off last night reading this article in the Standard on the Underground last night.   Had to find a copy out his signing on photo - not a happy boy!

 

 

 

How were you on the underground last night? You gonna Reading?

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