oh robert

Dreamt about Robert Pires last night. Nope, it didn't involve his luscious long locks, or his girlie hair band, but it did involve an amazing game against Manure. In one particular moment of glory he tore down the left wing, utterly humiliating the Neviller before cutting back across the goal. After shimmying past what seemed like 10 players, he sheered towards the right of the goal before unleashing an amazing shot. That didn't go in. The commentators (in English, not Hebrew) collectively sighed with disappointment...

Does this dream signify something? Perhaps we've seen the last of the best of le Bob?
I have a feeling that a new signing whom might just oust le Bob is on his way, and I have a hunch it could be a certain geezer from Madrid...and I'm not talking about Golden Balls...