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David Beckham...uneasy lies the head that wears the crown!

Becks, poetry in motion...

In the cold light of day, soccer great David Beckham has firmed up the notion (in these quarters anyway) that he has a realistic grip on the old astro turf!

For starters, Beckham's bold-faced confession that the Galaxy soccer studs are - "young and learning to play together" - reflects a make-no-bones-about-it attitude which is refreshing.

When asked about the probability of a winning season ahead, he responded with his pro feet firmly on the terra firma,

"At the end of the day, people expect us to win every game. That's not going to happen." Without any introspection, he concluded, "There's going to be great games and bad games. It's going to be one of those seasons."

Well, that scenario makes for an exciting guessing-game ahead for the fans!

Curiously, Staffordshire University has scheduled a course to focus on the strategy and style of the Beckham enigma. Will there be free tickets to home games to facilitate an up-close - and personal look-see - as part of the curriculum?

Students, don't expect too many theatrics on the sidelines at the games.

"I've always been a player that doesn't shout or scream," Becks proudly chirps.

No more head butting or fiery exchanges with the macho competition on the field?

Now that was worth the price of admission, Becks!

There appears to be a more mature man emerging beyond the fluffy ads he's prone to indulge in elsewhere in the intriguing corners of his high-profile career. Distractions, designed to just blow off steam?

For a handful of team members, he's a quick study-in-the-round.

Some whine that there is an "a sense of urgency" when they're up to play. Others snipe that they feel "under pressure". To win?

Ah, the voices of inexperience talkin'.

Keep your eye on the ball - and Becks - and maybe you'll learn somethin', kids!



Becks, the poser...

David Beckham...sexy underwear ad, what does it mean? Emporio Armani!


When he appeared on Jay Leno's show, David Beckham chuckled that after his new underwear ad appeared full throttle in the media, his Mother knocked him up (English term for calling someone on the telephone, dudes!) and exclaimed somewhat incredulously,

"Whatever were you thinking?"

I'd like to know, too. The ad is a curiosity, to say the least.

I mean, why the heck is he in a prone position in bed with his pants pulled down, with sheets turned wide aside, staring at the crotch of his skivvies?

Did he pass out the night before, drunk as a skunk? Now, come dawn, is he slippin' them off to relax in his comfy bed?

But, that scenario doesn't make sense. After all, he's staring at his crotch, isn't he?

Well, maybe he's into himself, a tad. Perchance, the sight of the bulge in his undies will get the lad aroused, so he can facilitate the nasty deed? You know, whack it a little, 'til Posh breezes in from a shopping spree?

In another still from the series, Becks is turned to camera.

Ah now, the package looks more inviting - chock full - if you know what I mean.

I wonder if he had a fluffer on the photo shoot.

Curiously, in a World Entertainment news article recently, film producer Judd Apatow made a startling revelation about male genitalia,

"America fears the penis, and that's something I'm going to help them get over."

Apatow wants to feature more male frontal nudity in movies, for instance, to overcome the stigma.

Maybe, David Beckham will rise to the occasion, too.

I mean, how long are you gonna tease us with come hither looks, Becks, before 'ya whip it out?

Do tell!

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