David Beckham - My Fake Diary

Friday, 9 March 2012

So my first game back for LA Galaxy in the MLS and a fan throws a beer can at me!

Charming. And he'd already opened it. Did he expect me to drink it during the game?! If he hadn't opened it, I could have drunk it after the final whistle. Dumb American. **

And another fan swore at me. To be honest, it took me back to my days collecting the empties at Walthamstow dog track, my first job.
"Pick that up you little short-arse!" Honestly - dad was a tough supervisor!!

** Edit: Apparently we were playing in Canada. So that explains why the boss told me I'd need my passport. I thought Paris Saint Germain had put in another bid!