Anyone the Messi of their office?

Erm, not a big sports fan, sportsfan.
I’m going to say Bernie Ecclestone [kinda counts, right?] – I really am that infuriating.

How’s your taste in shirts?

Maradonna

kendo nagasaki.

Joey Barton

Would I get to meet Mila kunis?

I think I might be dimitar berbatov. A bit lazy at times but versatile, generally where I need to be and capable of moments of baffling excellence.

Just to be clear, Maradonna after he finished his playing career.

Eddie the Eagle

Andy Goram- cos in my younger days I used to be a decent shot-stopper!
Nothing to do with my build btw..

Good thread!

Bagsy me John Collins. Quality midfielder that scores goals a lot more often than he ****s up, sometimes against Brazil.

Mostly

But occasionally

I’d like to think I’m Jens Voight. I’m pretty well respected by all my colleagues, I can get through a tonne of work that baffles others, but I’ve never really enjoyed much limelight as most of what I do is the nuts and bolts back office stuff that lets my sales colleagues come through at the end and take the win.

(I was going to say Paul Scholes, but I’m not ginger and I’ve been told I’m adequate in the tackle area, so that disqualified him)

I am rami ashur. No one knows who I am or what I do, but I work hard at doing it well.

Gianluigi Buffon. Don’t ask why.

Gianluigi Buffon. Don’t ask why.

Oh OK then. Why?

[edit] And I’d be David Pratt. Sent off ages ago and now never going to make the big time.[/edit]

I’d be a nameless race horse – working my arse off whilst some little jumped-up shit cracking a whip takes the glory and some fat bastard who owns my ass takes all the money I make… ultimately I’ll end up retiring shortly before being carted off to the knackers yard.

Gazza. If I’m not p!ssed or making a general nuisance of myself, I’m pretty damn good at my job and at having a right good childish laugh with colleagues (team mates!). That’s if I am not crying, of course!…

Edit: That’s Gazza before losing the plot, although that may be in the post!!…

Michael Owen: showed excellent promise as a youngster, with multiple moments of genius, then matured into a very average performer as the rest of my age group caught up and overtook me.

Wayne Rooney. I’m fat. I’m over-rated (though not over-paid). I’ve got a head like a misshapen potato (though in my case without the Weetabix balanced on top of it), and I’m prone to petulant outbursts, and swearing at officials, with little provocation.

Frank Bough

With hair, but without the coke and hookers.

Someone like this – cos I do some things brilliantly, but mostly I’m just a bit crap 🙂

(and baby-faced 🙂 )