The Search For Vikash’s New, Happy Home

I have been feeling extremely guilty lately about all of my snarky Vikash Dhorasoo comments. No, seriously. It’s like kicking a sweet little furry dark-eyed puppy. And we all know that’s no fun.

So I am changing my Dhorasoo ways. No more condescending poker comments, art film comments, or offers to set him up for a full body wax. I am done. I am not kidding.

So I am merely cheerfully reporting here that Dhorasoo has been in England chatting up Sam Allerdyce about a possible move to Bolton. (What did I say about Allerdyce finding happy homes for strays? Eh? Did I call it or what?) And if that doesn’t work, Portsmouth and Middlesbrough may be interested. Or maybe Livorno. Or there’s always Galatasaray in Turkey.

(My snark-o-meter is shrieking here, telling me that there is fun to be had with the word “Turkey.” But I am resisting.) Hearts and kisses, Vikash. Hearts and kisses.

And I’m thinking that I really need to be done with this post now.