La fin de semaine avec Zizou!
I am to do this as fast as I can, trés vite, so that cold of air cannot make me dead. I have only been in the city of Mineeapolice for a short while and I am frozen solid already. No wonder football is so bad in America. I mean soccer. Soccer is such un ugly word, trés bête. Oui. No wonder.
David is busy all day this day, but he tells me that I may write in his website if there is not too much de la français. The english is trés dificil for me, but I write better because it is slow. More slow. Slower.
This city is horrible for me. I do not understand the cold that it is, how do you live with the cold that it is. I am happy that I am only here, ici, for four days. Plus, the Walker gives me a pretty hotel to stay in. They say they can pick me up an drive me to anywhere I want to go. I mostly stay in hotel but go to Douglas Gordon’s room to raid the mini-bar. He and I will find David to hit the nightlife tonight, looking for your beautiful ladies, trés jolies, to keep us warm. Zizou going to make some hee-hoo.
The last place I and Douglas take to the town with the ladies I get catched by mon cheri, Véronique. She became furious as La France after I headbutt that Italiano sonuvabeetch Materazzi this summer. I tell her just like I tell referee: Mais, Je suis Zizou!
Friday, David will come visit Zizou at the Walker to view my new cinéma movie: ‘Zidane, un portrait du 21e siécle.’ It is about me. I tell Douglas who make movie to call it, ‘Zizou avant il fait le hee-hoo,’ because I score many goals that night. Aprés le jeux, if you know what I mean.
So then if you want to make the magic with David, Douglas et Zizou this weekend, we will begin at le Walker Friday á la nuit, and not stop until Zizou is in love with your city or the cold make him dead.
Go see ‘Zidane, un portrait du 21e siécle.’ It is about me.