Was it the dozen tequilas, the late night kebab or the Cheeky Vimto he took to bed?
By the looks of things, James Wilson did not let the little matter of a Championship football match the following day get in the way of his New Year's Eve plans.
The on-loan Manchester United striker was named in the Brighton and Hove Albion team to play Wolves this afternoon.
All was fine and dandy until moments before kick-off when his stomach gurgled, he bought a first-class ticket to Chunder City and promptly puked his guts out on the pitch. Step forward Pukahontas.
Many United fans have wondered why Wilson was even allowed to leave Old Trafford with their goal drought showing no signs of ending.
Perhaps it was the thought of being recalled by Louis van Gaal that tipped Wilson over the edge.
Why do you think he threw up?
Of course Wilson's barf means he now has membership of an elite group of vomiting sportspeople.
Lionel Messi is a regular visitor to Sick Street:
David Beckham has previously checked into the Hurl Hotel:
And Phillip DeFreitas once spectacularly found himself cowering under the Puke Pagoda:
Enjoy your dinner.
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