The Wags, the Wagskis, the fabulous Abramovichian thrones - truly, there is much to discuss about last night's match.
But the overriding question, surely, is what the hell was up with Wayne Rooney? Well, as ever, LiS believes that the answer may lie in the world of showbiz itself.
Rooney's mind was clearly not on the game. So where was it? Well, the discerning insiders know the answer: it was on what will forever be known as The McLoughlin Luggage Crisis. Apparently, one of Coleen's several Louis Vuitton cases failed to make the journey to Moscow, meaning Coleen had to fill in forms at the airport, as she put it plaintively explained emerging, sans case. This took an understandable 90 minutes - I mean, listing those contents would obviously require time ("That's g-o-o-c-h-e-y, yeah?"). No wonder Wayne was troubled.
It has since emerged that there is a debate about whether the trunk was Coleen's or her brother's, and maybe that's what was bothering Wayne, too. Either way, I think this gripping insight puts everything in perspective
