Welcome to the latest edition of You Write the Caption. It has been a while since we had a caption contest, but today felt like a good day to have one.
Today's subject is David Beckham (surprise), who has won back some of the MLS fans he lost with his whole AC Milan experiment (pun intended). Beckham got into a bit of a discussion with referee Baldomero Toledo that seemed perfectly-suited for some comedy.
Here's the pic, now you bring the captions:
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("Bend it like Baldomero makes no sense!!!!" "Yes it does David, it's gold.")
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I already told you, I’M NOT AUSTRAILIAN!!!!
becks: mate your wife’s arse is this big
ref: jajajaja si
“Hey Baldomero…You keep reffing like this neither of us will be at the World Cup in South Africa next year!”
Beckham: “He said ‘Skip to my lu’, ya bollocks!”
Becks: Next time, don’t come down here unless I invite you!
Beckham Less Filling!
Toledo Taste Great!
Discovery Channel Narrator: “The mating ritual has rarely been caught on film.”
Pictured: Baldomero Toledo and David Beckham providing the halftime entertainment, a reinterpretation of “A West Side Story”
“Listen, Baldo…I’m telling you – if you want to do the Thriller dance right, you have to open up your hips!!”
Beckham: “I’M TRYING TO FLY, BUT MY ROCKET SHOES WONT WORK”
Ref: “Si!”
I will buy you and make you into a purse for Posh if you don’t give me the call.
Posh says NO! How many times do I have to say it???
Beckham:
For the last time!
You look just like Eddie Munster!
No!!! you put your left out then you shake your arse about!!!
Becks: Alright, i get it Baldomero, you add the tomatoes after you have reduced the red wine. Why do you always make it confrontational?
The women’s knickers I wear are this big.
“It’s Just a Jump to the Left… Then a step to the right… Lets do the TIMEWARP AGAIN….”
Beckham: “A four-octave ass means that when she sits on a piano, she covers this much of the keyboard.”
I’m telling ya, the camera makes your hips look this wide on the tele!
(Beckham pursing more red cards)
WHAT!!! I practically broke that guys leg and your not even going to caution me???
Beckham: “It’s like doing the electric slide in the mirror!”
Beckham: “You keep referee’ing like that and you’ll end up in MLS… oh… uh, never mind.”
Becks: Keep that up and I’m going to shake your hand!!
Baldo: Watch it pretty boy or I’ll shake your hand
I told you! Tattooing sanskrit on his arm does not make you spiritual, it makes you full of crap!
becks – “Don’t you know who I am?”
ref – “Yes, you’re a past-his-prime jerk who doesn’t want to be here. I’m giving you what you want. Hit the showers, prissy boy.”
Beckham: “Baldomero didn’t you read the rule book? I am not allowed to get cards”
Baldomero: “Oops”
Becks:- Is a slap across the face considered a RED card..
Ref:- Pichie Greengo
How many times do I have to tell you… I never foul anybody and no one is allowed to touch me!
Beckham’s feud with Baldomero spilled over to the pitch after the ref recently released his Spanish-language tell-all, “El Experimento Beckham”.
The Douchebag Convention was poorly attended this year.
I’m normally a top but for Baldo, anything.
Silly David. Just because your tattoos look like feathers doesn’t mean you can fly.
A North-going Zax and a South-going Zax meet face to face in the Prairie of Prax.
/not mine. credit Theodor Seuss Geisel
Dude, the pile of money they pay me is this big. Back off, man.
Yes, it’s THAT big. Don’t act like you’re not impressed.
“No Baldo you’re wrong, the Galaxy would do better than AC Milan did against Inter!”
“Oh yeah, well this means you will NOT be getting a signed jersey from me after the game!”
“I’m David Beckham ref, I can do what I want! Just watch me fly away right now!”
“How are we going to dance with the orange pressed between our foreheads if you forgot the orange??? IDIOT!”
“You sprinkle fairy dust on yourself and flap your arms like this…and you can fly like Peter Pan.”
baldomero: “que pasa”
becks: “tu que pasa… increible”
anyone whose seen the video of beckham comfronting the spanish paparazzo knows where thats from.
Becks: Is there another ref up there I can talk to?
Baldo: No, now go away or I shall taunt you a second time…
“This is my indoor voice!!!”
-i told you i’d give you a signed jersey if i DIDN’T get a red card!
“. . . and now we return to our PBS special, ‘The Sparring Ritual between the native Baldomero Eagle and the Right-winged Cockney Fowl.’ It is an unusual and unpredictable match up between a species notorious for poor eyesight and another given to frequent flight.”
Becks: I suffer from voice immodulation Toledo. I’m unable to control the pitch or volume of my voice. Also known as Van Horton’s Syndrome, VI is a recognized psycho-medical condition which you may have read about in Newsweek or Crack Magazine. Numerous prominent Americans suffer from this debilitating disease Tina, including the guy who played Rodge on “What’s Happening” and tennis great Pete Sampras.
David: “The Beckham Experiment” is just a book about a mischievous boy who believes he can fly and magically refuses to grow up!
Baldo: “No David, That’s the story of Peter Pan!”
(To the tune of “Tonight” in West Side Story.
BECKS:
The Jets are gonna have there way…tonight! We’re gonna rock it, tonight!
REF:
We said OK, no rumpus. No tricks.
But just in case they jump us, we’re ready to mix…tonight!
Beckham: The Michael Jackson lean goes like this.
Toledo: Just don’t fall on me.
Or
Beckham: And I say, that England’s greatest Prime Minister was Lord Palmerston!
Toledo: Pitt the Elder!
Beckham: Lord Palmerston!
Beckham: “You’re about to learn about the ancient martial arts technique called the Thousand Hand Slap”!!
Baldo: “Eekk”
“When the seagulls follow the trawler, it’s because they think sardines will be thrown into the sea. Thank you very much.”[
C’mon Baldy, you’ve got to lean forward a bit more, mate! You know, like Kate Winslet on the bow of the Titanic!
Beckham: Hey Ref, you see the new Dell Lollipop commercial?
Ref: Why no Becks I have not.
Beckham: Oh you gotta see it. Allen Hopkins is great in it.
Beckham showing his commitment to MLS with the inaugural mating ritual.
Beckham: “I even gave you the sleeves of my shirt to make calls my way! It worked for Blanco!”
Who are you calling a poo-poo head? Well, I say you’re a double poo-poo head!
You’ve almost got it, ref. One more time: “superman them ‘hos!”
English pig dog. I spit in your general direction.
In Other News: David Beckham puts on his best showing to date – pretending like he cares about the Galaxy and MLS by arguing with the referee.
“If you’re not going to call that foul, I’m taking my ball and going to Chelsea!”
“Only the captain can talk to you? I guess I’ll have to have to place someone in a position of authority so I can be the captain…”
or
“Donovan’s not the only captain, I have an armband too but you can’t see it because my arms are flapping too fast!”
“Now follow me: Ya put your left foot in; ya put your left foot out…”
“Why, is this for your next unauthorized straight red?”
Why do they hate me? Why?
B: You want to hug it out?
Ref: Yeah, lets hug it out
“When I do this it is not a dive!”
I know I’ve twice been associated with a group called the Red Devils and I’m living in L.A., but I swear to you these are not gang tats!!!
“I guarantee you my package is bigger than your…..Just ask you wife!!!!!!!!!”
Becks: “I did not have sexual relations with that woman (Bianca). Divorce? It ain’t my bloody fault”
is this how you do charlie davies’ stanky leg dance?
Becks: What the hell?
Baldo: Well, you said show me the magic.
Becks: Yeah, but you go 90 then I go 10. You don’t go the whole hundred, you over-eager son of a… BLECH!
Beckham: it’s first and goal this way moron!
Ref: you are confused Beckham . . . wrong football
Becks:Yo, I’ll tell you what I want, what I really really want,
Ref: So tell me what you want, what you really really want
Becks: I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna really really really wanna zigazig ha
Becks: I was only inviting the fan on the pitch for a handshake and some pizza
Ref: YOU CAN’T HAVE PIZZA ON THE PITCH!
NO! For the last time…There is absolutely no way I can get you on American Idol!
I already told you, to be COMMITTED to the Galaxy I have to be playing in Milan!!!
Beckham – I am NOT Grant Wahl’s bitch!
Toledo – The gringo doth protest too much!
Becks:Yo, I’ll tell you what I want, what I really really want,
Ref: So tell me what you want, what you really really want
Becks: I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna really really really wanna zigazig ha
Posted by: Mr R.
Good job, Mr R.
Beckham: So what you gonna do about it, You want a slap on the face.
Referee: Go ahead hit me, you Spice boy with that silly hair cut. go ahead call Tom Cruise too.
Beckham: ‘Eeeeee, ee, eeee!’.
Baldo: ‘Ee eee’.
Sorry, too much kids tv.
Let’s do the Time Warp again!
Becks: “I don’t know how many times I have to tell you Toldeo, but please stop chasing me all over the pitch, stop whistling at me and please stop slapping my butt!”
Toledo: “I cannot help it Mr. Golden Balls, you are beautiful just like a Greek God! I can’t control myself around you!”
I did not swallow my whistle. I have it right here in my hand, see?
Beckham “I will just fly back to AC Milan, like this brrrr rrr.”
“I bought last time, it’s your turn to pay!”
Beckham: That was a foul!
Toledo: No! It was a clean tackle!
Beckham: Is that my cologne you’re wearing?!
Toledo: It is! I really enjoy the sent! It keeps me focused on the match! Thanks for noticing!
Beckham: At least one of your senses is correct for a change!
I know you are, but what am I?
You put your heeeaaad in, you put your heeeaaad out.
You put your heeeaaad in and you shake it all about.
Beckham: “I will never have a receding hairline like yours!”
Ref: You want to fight? Nobody to hold you back today, Becks.
David: I’m not scared…no matter how girlish my voice sounds right now.
I know Baldomero! I told them its called football but they insist on calling it soccer!
Becks: I shouldn’t have eaten those burritos you gave me man!
Ref: Oh si si. Spicy going in, and spicier coming out!
Beckham: I already told you Toledo … I’m not going to get you a signed Blanco jersey!
Toledo: Come on! I have to go through someone! Marrufo got suspended for going directly to the source!
Beckham: I bet you cant raise your foot like me!!
toledo: Ohh yeah!
Baldomero: I told you I am not interested in a jersey…unless you can swing one from Blanco!
Pot-A-to!
Pot-a-to!
Beckham: I swear, yesterday I did it. I flew all the way to the six yard box.
Baldomero: So thats why you got that tatoo!
DB: You asked if you could use a little bit of my hair gel, Baldomero… Not the whole bottle!
BT: Stop being such a baby, David. If Abel Xavier were still here, he’d let me use as much as I want!
becks- don’t you know I play for england….
baldo- no hablo ingles
no, I won’t kiss you with your mouth open David.
Toledo: No soup for you, banned for two weeks!
Beckham: NO SOUP? We don’t need no stinkin’ soup…
“Don’t you know who I am?”
What do you mean you don’t think I should show up at RFK on Wednesday to boost attendance numbers?
If you don’t SHUT UP SVEN, I’m going to bitch slap you!
Beckham: I too can fly! I’m David Beckham!
Baldomero: You loco en la cabeza man
Becks: “Bloody ‘ell, give me a break! I’m outta here in a month or two anyhow!”
Beckham: “I’m only yelling so it looks like I’m doing my job!”
Baldomero: “Really!? That’s what I was doing!”
“There goes your signed jersey Tonto”.
DB- I’ll tell you what I want, what I really really want
BT- So tell me what you want, what you really really want
DB- I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna, I wanna really really really wanna zigazig ha
I know it was you Fredo
Think Zoolander “Walk off”
Becks: 6 months in Milan and now I get to drive my Mercedes through LA to my matches. Not bad, huh.
Toledo: You’re telling me. I have to hop a ride on the short yellow bus to matches.
If you want to see if my golden balls are real you have to cup check me like this!
Beckham: Michael Scott called, he wants his look back!
Toledo: Yeah? Well, your wife called, she wants her thong back!
Beckham: “I need the free kick to be closer than that!”
Ref: “I’m working on it, I just need to wait for the right moment..”
You like you’d know my friend Sven.
Thats it Toledo….I give up! uh…for the Second…uh…third Time!
David: Ref get off your knees you’re blowing the game!
“Chivas have been terrible lately, but don’t them touch me like that.”
Beckham: My wife’s a what!?!?!?
Beckham – Hey you need go back across the border with that
Boldo- Well I’m not the one getting booes around here.
Look, I don’t care if Blanco gave you an autogrpahed jersey. You ain’t getting one from me!!
I’m telling you for the last time, metrosexuals get manicures and DO NOT HAVE TATOOS! (Ok, so I have a pierced ear).
FOR THE LAST TIME, RODEO DRIVE IS LIKE SO MUCH BETTER!!
“I swear she said she was 18″
David: I can do that Peter Crouch Robocop dance. Let me show it to you.
Baldo: Do what you want just don’t take off your jersey.
Becks: …And God decended from the heavens, and said unto thee, it is done.
Toledo: Too bad he didn’t bless thee left foot as well.
Toledo: Wahl’s book is right. You are a bad teammate.
Beckham: I KNOW ALRIGHT! WHY ARE YOU, OF ALL PEOPLE, TELLING ME THIS!?!?
Becks: Have you ever wondered if there was more to life, other than being really, really, ridiculously good looking?
Ref:…I friggin’ worship you, man.
Toledo: Hey! Hey! You! The next time I hear about you bad-mouthing me and my reffie friends to the press, I’ll tell the Commisioner to fine you!
Beckham: You think i care? My future grandson already makes more money than you ever will!
Beckahm: Why are your calls so one-sided?
Toledo: They wouldnt be if you had agreed earlier to give me that great jersey of yours after the game…
Beckham: How can you call that!?! You MLS referees are horrible!
Toledo: Oh! You haven’t seen horrible yet!
One more Red Card and im gonna fly back to England….just like this!!!
Dude, I caught a wave on the long board and got on the end and did this.
No Way
Way
Swwwweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet!
“What? I cut the sleeves off because it looks awesome. Now get your head in the game.”
You want my jersey AND blanco’s?
Becks – I am going to hug you
Baldo – Well than do it damn it.
David and the ref sing together- “There’s a place for us-A time and place for us-Hold my hand-And we’re halfway there-Hold my hand-And I’ll take you there-Somehow-Someday-Somewhere” (from West Side Story)
Beckham: “No, you may not be in my entourage”
BT: Why do they call you Kournikova?
DB: Baldomero, you say? I don’t know how to speak Mexican.
Hey, hey David, how does it feel to be hated more than me!???!
“you almost got it, just put your head forward and your arms out a little more. There, that way when you stand like this, the jerseys will just bounce right off.”
“You’re gonna need better form than that if you expect to win this year’s ski jumping championships!”
Becks singing- “Please, just for one night, let me be myself”…
I once caught a fish thiiiisss…..far from shore.
Becks — Sounders are gonna take the cup!!!!
Baldo — I’ll put in a call to make sure you are wrong
Becks: You MLS refs suck almost as bad as the ones team USA has to deal with!
David and Baldo pick the worst time ever to duet the closing notes of “Endless Love” by Lionel Richie and Diana Ross.
Check out me Eddie “The Eagle” Edwards impression.
A staring contest (or blinking contest) is a game in which two people stare into each other’s eyes and attempt to maintain eye contact for a longer period of time than their opponent. The game ends when one participant intentionally or unintentionally looks away. A popular variation of the game exists in which the participants not only attempts to maintain eye contact, but also must resist the urge to blink; creating a physical challenge as well as a psychological one. Most other variations revolve chiefly around either of these two core objectives, with some prohibiting virtually any action but staring (laughing, making a face, winking, nodding, talking, touching, bobbing, etc) and others allowing the aggressive use of these same actions to force an opponent into defeat.
You put your right foot in
And you shake your arms all about
That’s what it’s all about
For the last time I am not the voice of the Geico Gecko!!
REf Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash
Becks,.. “New car, caviar, four star daydream,
Think I’ll buy me a football team”
“it’s bloody disgusting man!” “i told you i ordered EXTRA LARGE!”
I already told you, I’M NOT AUSTRAILIAN!!!!
Posted by: Chris P | September 01, 2009 at 10:43 AM
my favorite by far
Beckham: “and I’ll jump in to your arms just like the end of dirty dancing.”
Baldo: “Yes and I will be Patrick Swayze so I get to tell Bruce that no one puts baby in the corner.”
‘no I’m going to south Africa!!!!!.no I’m going to south Africa!!!!.well i played for ac Malian!
Is David Beckham gonna have to slap a bitch?
But David you said you loved me..
No it’s over, now stop or I will b!tch slap you in front of 20,000.
They had NINE number one singles in the U.K.! Nine!!
For the last time, mate, you do not have anything stuck in your teeth!
Yes, Brooklyn and Romeo! I can’t believe I’m getting stick from a guy named Baldomero!
Insert the Christian Bale rant from earlier this year.
Boy, those guys in the wall look waaaay tall. Are you sure they’re really ten yards away?
Hah! Neither of us is World Class, but everybody on the field still has to act like they respect us.
My name is DAVID BECKHAM…I don’t even know anyones named Ben Dayho.
Posh’s boobs are real!