You're goddamn right 'welcome to bigsoccer Brad Friedel!' You ungrateful vermin! Have you no idea what I, Brad Friedel, have done for the likes of you? I allow you to live and be plentiful merely by my benevolence and righteousness. Dare you question me? By my mighty hands have I crushed the shampoo commercials from Portugal and the walking venerial diseases from Mexico, yet still, only now you welcome me, brad Fridel, into your midst? Tolerate this I should not! But still, by my grace and truth, I will be merciful. I am the Brad. I am life. Amen, suckers.
and my name is MLSNHTOWN. Really it is. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz Unless you are Mike Segroves' sock puppet this really sucks. But it is obvious that you are not, as you are NOT FUNNY.
Brad, Is that why you gave the ball to CB? Because you're half mexican? Ever thought of not giving the ball back to the opposing team on a rebound? Good job on that Germany goal too.
For all you Hebrew scholars out there "el" is Hebrew for "God" or "Lord". Notice the last two letters in Brad's last name. Hmmmm...now to figure out what the "Fried" denotes. I shudder to think it has to do with the Divine being cooked over easy.
So next time I go to synagogue, will I have to say "Baruch atah Friedel? Besides, wouldn't it be "El-Fried," then?
I use the accent just to piss you off. And it's great for picking up loose women So is the line "I made two countries my bitch in the world motherblasting cup"
Like making your mother and sister wear clown suits and funny noses and giving them The Rod of Brad™ while making them sing "O Susanna" and playing the kazoo on a webcam? While all the while making deals to play for clubs in Japan, Germany, Mozambique, and the US? WAY ahead of you, dammit. Of course i am. I'm Brad Friedel
That's no way to talk about your father, you ungrateful bastard. I guess you're still pissed about me leaving your mother after I rehabbed that injury in Ghana by crushing lumps of coal into diamonds with my anus. Well, your mother snored like an industrial lathe and if there is one thing Brad Friedel can't live without, it's his beauty sleep.
See, now we know you're not him, because Brad Friedel don't need no stinkin' beauty sleep. Why, everybody knows he once stayed up for five days straight, chugging a beer every half-hour, and didn't bat an eyelash. That Saturday, Blackburn had a penalty called against them. Brad stopped the PK by simply belching as his opponent stepped up to take the kick, minor earthquake be damned.
This is by far one of the most entertaining threads I have seen in a while. I almost forgot...You suck Brad!!! Sincerely, BelhavenKeeper High Priest in the Cult of Keller