Fair play to the Tory, the Toff and the Trophy: at the calling (and cost) of their country – and wearing matches suits and shit-eating grins – they jetted to Zurich to bend the collective (corruptive) arms of these elusive, lunch-loving FIFA Moguls.
And they did smile, and they did look pretty, and it all felt so lovely and unified, BUT THEY ALSO CAME AWAY EMPTY-HANDED and feeling just a LITTLE BIT SILLY.
Hence why Maxim are proposing a new set of dignitaries. The sort that we should be taking the next time around. The sort of people who will take a whole new approach but will still have the country's best interest at heart.
Check 'em out...











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