Capello
A system of football management that whilst playing in the 21st century, insists on a line-up from the 1980's
No worries guys, we have a capello line-up, we will only loose by 3 goals....and the upside....I still get paid no matter the result....(see bankers bonuses)
a capello
A capella when all the singers are male.
Nate has a really good voice when he sings a capello.
Tim Capello
The muscle bound oiled up saxaphone god who appeared in the cult classic; The Lost Boys,.
If you ever have doubts in life, simply ask yourself; "Do I still believe?"
If you ever have doubts in life, simply ask yourself; "Do I still believe?"
Sam; "Dang my life sucks, what am I gonna do?"
Ian; "Remember Tim Capello's wise words
do you still believe?"
Sam; "OH I STILL BELIEVE!!!"
Ian; "Remember Tim Capello's wise words
do you still believe?"
Sam; "OH I STILL BELIEVE!!!"
Fabio Capello
1. An Italian football (soccer) manager which the England National Football Team hired to manage/coach the squad.
2. Can't speak English. At all. Max 100 words.
3. No player is willing to purchase Rosetta Stone for him.
4. When he is done incoherently rambling, Frank Lampard usually takes the squad out and tries his best to coach them. Then they go out for beer and leave Rooney behind because nobody likes Rooney.
2. Can't speak English. At all. Max 100 words.
3. No player is willing to purchase Rosetta Stone for him.
4. When he is done incoherently rambling, Frank Lampard usually takes the squad out and tries his best to coach them. Then they go out for beer and leave Rooney behind because nobody likes Rooney.
Fabio Capello: Ehhhh........ Ehhhhhh.......... you Ehhhh.......... you kick de ehhhh.... Ball? Ehh.......... into .......Goal.
Frank Lampard: Alright, none of us understood what he said, so I'll try me best to manage the squad. Uhh.. let's scrimmage, play a 3-4-3 with this group and ehh.. 4-3-3 over here. Go.
John Terry: Or..... we could go to the pub grab some beers heh lads?
Lampsy: Sounds good to me.
Wayne Rooney: Can I come, lads?
Lampsy & JT: No. Nobody cares for you.
Wayne: *goes to cry in corner*
Frank Lampard: Alright, none of us understood what he said, so I'll try me best to manage the squad. Uhh.. let's scrimmage, play a 3-4-3 with this group and ehh.. 4-3-3 over here. Go.
John Terry: Or..... we could go to the pub grab some beers heh lads?
Lampsy: Sounds good to me.
Wayne Rooney: Can I come, lads?
Lampsy & JT: No. Nobody cares for you.
Wayne: *goes to cry in corner*
Capelloitis
The ability to criticise when something goes wrong, but have no reaction when something goes right.
A: "Hey we won 4-1 today!"
B: "Why did you concede the 1?"
A "We scored 4 though!"
B "Shouldn't have conceded the 1, fucking disgraceful"
A "You've got Capelloitis man!"
B: "Why did you concede the 1?"
A "We scored 4 though!"
B "Shouldn't have conceded the 1, fucking disgraceful"
A "You've got Capelloitis man!"