This just in from website: http://comeheretome.com/
Manchester via Crumlin
February 24, 2013 by dfallon
The recent revelation that Morrissey and Robbie Keane are related was news to many, and the story was first brought to our attention by the brilliantly named sports website balls.ie. An image of the two arm in arm, along with a brief post from Morrissey himself, has been flying around the internet.
Morrissey wrote that:
'It was a joyous head-storm to attend LA Galaxy -v- Club Tijuana last night and to see captain Robbie Keane score in the fourth minute. Why, exactly?
Well, family tree aficionados will be aware that Robbie and I share the same Irish blood; his late grandfather (Thomas Nolan) being my own father’s cousin. In filial terms the Irish blood, English heart genetic between Robbie and I is evident – his chin is my chin, my chin is his. Robbie was raised on Captains Road (as was my mother) in Crumlin (Dublin), before he was shipped out to Tallaght. He is a gentleman of the highest caliber (or, if you must, calibre), and to watch him on the pitch – pacing like a lion, as weightless as an astronaut, is pure therapy. Robbie, the pleasure, the privilege is mine'.
So galv, do I hear you sing 'Heaven knows I'm miserable now'?
Manchester via Crumlin
February 24, 2013 by dfallon
The recent revelation that Morrissey and Robbie Keane are related was news to many, and the story was first brought to our attention by the brilliantly named sports website balls.ie. An image of the two arm in arm, along with a brief post from Morrissey himself, has been flying around the internet.
Morrissey wrote that:
'It was a joyous head-storm to attend LA Galaxy -v- Club Tijuana last night and to see captain Robbie Keane score in the fourth minute. Why, exactly?
Well, family tree aficionados will be aware that Robbie and I share the same Irish blood; his late grandfather (Thomas Nolan) being my own father’s cousin. In filial terms the Irish blood, English heart genetic between Robbie and I is evident – his chin is my chin, my chin is his. Robbie was raised on Captains Road (as was my mother) in Crumlin (Dublin), before he was shipped out to Tallaght. He is a gentleman of the highest caliber (or, if you must, calibre), and to watch him on the pitch – pacing like a lion, as weightless as an astronaut, is pure therapy. Robbie, the pleasure, the privilege is mine'.
So galv, do I hear you sing 'Heaven knows I'm miserable now'?
