(This is the finest picture of Jovetic ever taken. Do not even attempt to persuade me otherwise.)
After numerious confused people (including me) asked for full-size versions of the Maxim photos, I thought I’d put them up in a new post (plus the pics of Jovetic, the Juvesters and Capello, which Hameow unaccountably missed). Big thanks to hameow for finding the site in the first place!
Buffon, Cannavaro and PapaCapz only get one tiddly photo each;
Cannavaro’s naked, but then, he’s always naked.
And this is a picture of Fabio Capello... No, really, it IS a picture of Fabio Capello. I don’t CARE if you think it’s just a black rectangle with a white wiggly line down the middle of it... Oh, never mind.
Here goes Toni, to get him out of the way.
In my opinion, blowing these shots up to half life-size has not improved them in any way, but what do I know?
Drawing on his Hulk powers; what will he transform into?
...Exactly the same thing he was before, only dressed in black. Well, it can’t be helped.
(Question for Milanisti: is his middle name really Ivan? And why?)
Finally, red-and-white shots of extreme unshavenness. Now, let’s get Deki over and done with.
Well, that’s a good start. He’s not trying to look all serious and moody, which has got to be good.
...Forget I spoke.
What is that big flat thing? A coffin? An altar? Is he about to sacrifice a victim?
He copes admirably as a giant black-and-grey man boots a ball at his head,
and moves on to the cinema. The ushers will throw you out for doing that, young man.
(For reasons that aren’t at all clear, they used the same shot twice.)
Oooh, nice vignetting.
I really hope he’s not going to use that one for his driving licence.
“Me? Cross-eyed? Certainly not.”
Just when I thought we’d got rid of it: it’s the altar thing again. He looks especially pleased with himself here, doesn’t he?... Everyone, start looking around, see if you can see a big knife.
*Perks up* Is that Chivu walking past in the background??... Wait, false alarm. Carry on.
As hameow pointed out, he looks justifiably displeased with the clothes they’ve made him wear:
first there’s this this punk... skateboard... object with a Su Doku grid on the chest,
and then the famous tie-dye trews. Just how did they explain these things? “Sorry, mate, we were digging roads for our day job and spilt tar on your bags”?
Oh, all right, he found that hilarious. Let’s carry on.
Mimmo gets to wear altogether more sensible clothes. Hurrah!
He also gets some graffiti, and a giant pipe.
It’s all very mysterious, but I expect there’s some point to it. Onwards!
And his feet! (Extremely major thanks to tbistresbien for getting me the pictures.)
I would embed the black and white photo with the motorbike, but it’s too big, so here’s a link. If you ever wanted a Javi poster about 4ft tall, here’s your chance. Hurrah! \o/
Finally: TITCH! \o/
First they made him have a kickabout in this black jacket.
He was fine with that.
Wtf is that thing ln the top left corner? A windblown hanky? A boom mike?
“Don’t you DARE put your boom mike in my picture again.”
Then they switched over to the nylon jacket with the boobie panels:
that put his nose out of joint again. Oh, dear.
So at last, they attempted the Brown Jacket of Levitation...
That’s all, folks; hope we got all the pictures this time. *Bows*