I spent the weekend just gone sat on the grass with jeans rolled up exposing my Daz bright white legs, chatting amongst friends in the park until the last rays from the sun succumbed to the dark of the evening. Summer is here.
After months of gloomy and wet weather, the frost has lifted from the ground and the sun has got his hat on.
The park is filled with people of all ages stripped off, as if they’re lazing around on the Copa Cabana, excited by the prospect of catching a few rays, but it seems Man City manager Roberto Mancini didn’t get this memo.
The Italian is perhaps used to the warmer climate of Italy where the heat from the middle of the day supposedly forces you to take a nap to avoid the powerful rays of the sun.
However, it is surely warmer enough now to ditch his trademark winter scarf in favour of a lighter and more summery accessory.
With temperatures at the weekend topping 20°c (warm at this time of year for England) the travelling City support needed no invitation to discard their shirts in favour of skins, but Mancini was insistent on getting a sweaty neck.
A blue and white handkerchief poking out his jacket pocket would perhaps be more appropriate and would certainly add to his already suave and dapper appearance, but he remains resolute in his fashion decision.
Used to temperatures in excess of 20°c, Mancini is perhaps holding out for warmer days before he retires the scarf until next season, but unfortunately Roberto it doesn’t get much better than this.
Perhaps though this is more than a climate issue, as he attempts to stamp his off the pitch style on the Premier League, in the mould of Mourinho or Tony Pulis with his distinctive Chorley FM cap.
If this is case, then he has certainly done so and made a decent bundle for the City gift shop, but surely style has to take into account the weather and despite his snappy dress sense and perfectly coiffed hair, I’m sorry to say it Roberto but you are in danger of looking like a prat wearing a scarf in summertime.
Posted By Dan Mobbs - Tuesday April 27, 2010.It is starting to remind me of Kenny Dalglish and the red adidas coat that he never seemed to take off in the early 90’s.
Can’t see him ditching it now before the end of the season, or before he gets the sack!
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