At the start of a night out on the town, there are a lot of hungry (or thirsty) revellers looking to hook up or get some action. They enter the bar/pub/nightclub and will usually be particularly selective about who they will or won’t consider trying to chat up. Too fat, too skinny, not pretty enough, bad hair, no money, terrible fashion sense and so on and so forth.
As the night progresses and more alcohol is consumed, however, those high standards and morals get relegated to the realms of history. That boy/girl changes from looking like the Hunchback of Notre Dame to looking more like David Beckham/Halle Berry. And just before the lights (those bright fluorescent ones) come on and the bouncer comes along to kick out everyone, the reveller leaves with lips locked to the man/woman of their dreams.
The phenomenon is known as “beer goggles” defined thus by Urban Dictionary:
phenomenon in which one’s consumption of alcohol makes physically unattractive persons appear beautiful; summed up by the phrase, “there are no ugly women at closing time”
Which brings me to Paris Saint Germain and their appointment of Laurent Blanc as their new manager.
Having been recently dumped by Carlo Ancelotti for the much hotter looking and suave Real Madrid, PSG decided that the best way to get over someone is by getting under someone else. So they went out on the pull on a Saturday night and tried to chat up a bunch of hotter looking and sexier prospects and were rejected as absolutely as LeBron James did Thiago Splitter.
But he was not PSG’s first choice, according to media reports.
French media said Roberto Mancini, Fabio Capello, Andre Villas-Boas, Frank Rijkaard, Manuel Pellegrini, Rafa Benitez, Michael Laudrup and Guus Hiddink were all approached by the club.
To paraphrase Riley from The Boondocks “Game recognise game, PSG, and you’re looking kinda unfamiliar right now”
Which is not to say that Monsieur Blanc is not a decent coach – he did lead Bordeaux to the Ligue Un title in 2009 and scooped the manager of the year award for his work that season. This lead to his appointment as France national team manager in 2010. But compared to some of the 9/10 talent that PSG tried to hook up with, Blanc is a bit of a plain Jane.
Let’s see how the relationship goes. Here’s hoping that PSG doesn’t wake up with a raging hangover and then try and kick poor Laurent out of the house the following morning.