Who could ever forget this moment? Cheeky David running into the background of a SSN report at the Lodge, jumping around for the camera. Inspired stuff, forever endearing himself to the Spurs faithful.
4-4. And that opening goal was proper full-on Hollywood. Text book Bentley. Worth the £15M transfer fee alone.
For a Red Bull promotional, at their central London HQ, Bentley bets he can kick a ball into a skip from 5 floors up and wins his agents £15K watch.
He shoots...he really shouldn't have shot. He's shot, literally.
Bentley hits the post. A lamp post.
If I was a professional footballer, I'd also be setting my foot on
fire and jumping into swimming pools at least twice, possibly three
times per week. But I'd have scantily clad babes in there with me. Not
enough babes in the above photo IMO. Floating candles don't do it for me
I'm afraid. Although they seem to have got David all hot and bothered.
Good work fella xxx
Champions League, you're 'aving a larf. Less said about Bentley and his short shorts the better.