We’re pretty sure there’s something in Manchester, UK, that addles the brain. Perhaps it’s not the water; perhaps it’s the air. Or dirt. Or the Bee Gees’ lasting influence. However, we can now add to our “absolutely bat guano actions by people connected to Man City football” collection with two new tales of woe. (As in, “whoa, what the hell?”)

First, take a gander at the lucky fellow above chatting with a coach of a Mexican soccer team and being trailed by two ladies-in-tubes. He would appear to be new Mexican national team coach Sven-Goran Eriksson, who was just canned from Man City as their coach.

All of this would be rather mundane if it wasn’t for the fact that the real Sven-Goran Eriksson was thousands of miles away in the United States at the time of this impromptu visit. And here we thought that giant sucking sound was NAFTA, not the ability to clone overrated soccer coaches to create suction in two countries simultaneously.
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