Thursday, June 29, 2006
Beckham retains metrosexual ardor
True, his standing in the ongoing World Cup has been marred by claims of non-performance. True also that he has been able to rescue his pride by ensuring England a berth in the last eight. But more than anything else, more than his "bending the ball" or his prowess on the field, what will go down as essential Beckhamania is the perfect grooming that David never ever backs out on. Consider this Ronaldo statement:
The Brazilian star Ronaldo put his finger on it after Brazil beat England in the last World Cup, in 2002, and he and Beckham exchanged shirts.
"Normally when you swap shirts, especially after a game in the heat like that, they absolutely stink and are soaked in sweat," Ronaldo said. "So it was a surprise, to say the least, that Beckham's shirt smelled only of perfume."
When I read this, I laughed out loud, for I had begun to genuinely feel sorry for the guy. I feared that all the criticism might get to him and he might shun his metrosexual ways for the rigors of Football-dom. But trust David to belie expectations!
p.s. Finished The Accidental this morning. Continuing in the vein of my earlier post, the book can ultimately be described as a mature work of self-realisation and life moving around in circles to return us to times and themes which we think we have escaped, but never really do. Let me not reveal the ending here, which is smart and sad at the same time, but I would like to add that books like Accidental remind you of the truth of what Philip Larkin said elsewhere: What will survive of us is love.