Premier League 2016-17 kit leaks: Will Liverpool, Man United and Arsenal wear these new shirts next season?
Now that the title race is all over it's time for most of the Premier League to begin to look forward. If that doesn't float your boat, that how about this ditty that is also doing the rounds on line?
Chelsea The Blues have already let the cat out of the bag, revealing their new home shirt with two games of the current campaign to spare. Liverpool Liverpool have also unveiled their home kit already - although the cat was let out of the bag a couple of weeks earlier when a number of screenshots from the New Balance webstie were learked. Liverpool have a recent penchant for out-there third kits, but this effort isn't too garish, once you get over the hi-viz piping.
Manchester United We've been treated to a veritable feast of Manchester United leaks shirts so far this season. Another leaked design is this white effort that has an interesting dotted effect on the shoulders and a nice monochrome badge. Stoke The Potters are making the move to Macron and have sent out a video teaser, which hints at no great depearutre from the norm. Premier League breakaway: Are England's big five bosses meeting in secret over European Super League? The design of the Nike Mercurial Superfly CR FG Soccer boots have been inspired by Cristiano Ronaldo's explosive nature on the pitch,which is akin to that of an erupting volcano. If you had the chance to play the first game, you can move more easily, surely you’re an expert thief through the first game, Bob the Robber. Bob the Robber 2 Game Today is the day of the robbers, A society with many homes where they can steal. Created by Nike for explosive speed on firm ground,the Mercurial Superfly FG football boots are engineered with a revolutionary Flyknit upper,Dynamic Fit Collar and a responsive carbon plate.
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Since then, the business of basketball has been exploding along with the game's popularity. In China, the centerpiece of the lucrative business operation is the Wukesong Arena, home to the Olympic tournament.
The NBA is part owner of the 18,000-seat venue built not only for the Olympic games but as the headquarters for China's basketball future.
Inside the arena is like being transported to an alternate universe, or any other NBA city in the USA, not China. If Wukesong is the palace for Chinese basketball, the weed-infested, cracked black-top at Capital University of Economics and Business is the sport's hutong, or residential neighborhood. There is simple enjoyment in firing shots at a bare rim where he can mimic his favorite player, Cha Don (Michael Jordan).
At Dong Dan, players pay 15 yuan (about $2) for the privilege of competing on its modern, lighted courts. Perhaps it is just a coincidence that Ueberroth can almost see Dong Dan from her chair on an upper floor of a Beijing hotel. Guidelines: You share in the USA TODAY community, so please keep your comments smart and civil. WILLIAM BENJAMIN (BILLY BEN) COZENS TRIED HIS HAND AT MINING AND PROSPECTING BUT SOON AFTER HIS ARRIVAL HE WENT TO WORK FOR JACK KEELER, WHO WAS IN THE MERCHANDISE AND SALOON BUSINESS. He takes a turn at the wheel for the ride north to Francinea€™s parentsa€™ cabin, along the Peak to Peak Highway.
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He thought she was pretty, looking down from his grading in the attic bookstore on College Avenue last autumn. An important-looking man in coveralls and a Stetson stands astride Central City Parkway, hailing traffic.
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Not far behind, however, was the eruption when Bryant's face flashed on the stadium's big screen. He's never seen the Chinese national team in person, but he doesn't seem to feel as if he has to.
It's 29-year-old Mao Chuan's first time playing there, and he doesn't see anybody ready for the NBA. Imagine a sufferer reporting to the clinic for treatment, knowing that the first thing he will have to do, at the reception desk, is give them the name of his complaint. This becomes obvious near Loveland, where I-25 jogs through a couple of really tight S-curves. Red lights have begun to twinkle and also to curl Francinea€™s lips, but not in the same manner as her boss. His mother, he was about to add, might have vomited back there, all over the upholstery and the manuscripts and a thick layer of cat litter trapped in the floor mats. Then, as now, her ponytail sprouted from a knot at the back of her skull, and her jeans and leather boots, entwined on an ottoman, looked elastic. Certainly tired of the bag of peppered jerky hea€™d found wedged under his ass, at the junction with I-70.
The stairwell smells of piss, but Francine is nervous about losing the Subarua€™s perch on the battleshipa€™s rooftop, a parking lot of staggering breadth. Hea€™s got the Subaru today but Francine says the crowd on the rooftop is getting out of hand. MINERS, CITIZENS, AND DESPERADOES ALIKE HAD FULL RESPECT FOR HIM AND ALTHOUGH NOTED AS AN EXPERT WITH A REVOLVER HE NEVER SHOT ANYONE IN ALL HIS CAREER.
She found the job on the MFA listserv, and, after studying the ad and Francinea€™s penciled notes for several minutes this morning, Benjamin has a new understanding of things. Benjamina€™s thoughts had returned to Michael Mooney, who might pass on a good word about his legacy ideaa€”one writer tracing the steps of a man who shared his name, in another century.
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Their engineer had artistic differences, in Benjamina€™s daydreaming, with the usual Eisenhower Interstate. Yet at this moment in our story she refuses to look his way, so that the devil incarnate, despite the obvious, remains for him anonymous. The occasional convertible bolts past, but Benjamin notices, in shading his eyes, that these bleached-looking heads wind up making U-turns farther up the valley, at a stoplight.
But Francinea€™s lolling head seems unconcerneda€”after the silent rocket ride through Westminster, Arvada, and Golden, and the makeup talk that followeda€”about whether this is actually Fortune Valley Casino.
But Francinea€™s voice has gone just as soft, and Benjamin hears a trace of curiosity in the modulation of her indignation. Fortune Valleya€™s after-hours party, billed A Midsummer Nighta€™s Dream, wona€™t get underway until sunset. SOON, BILLY BEN MET MARY YORK, THE FIRST WHITE WOMAN TO ARRIVE IN WHAT WAS THEN MOUNTAIN CITY. It is believed that most cases can be traced back to a specific traumatic incident involving enforced exposure to the genre. The moon is mostly gone from the pines, the screen porch, the woodstove, the upright piano-cum-liquor cabinet, and the point above Benjamina€™s nose where something is traveling with surprising speed. He lifts her knee, counts to onemississippi as the bata€™s orbit clears the bedroom, and springs for the first door. While watching your butterfly-hunting cousins gassing and impaling their catch for the day, you could perhaps engage them in light conversation, in the course of which you might express genteel surprise that lepidopterists are themselves so rarely lepid. HE WAS COMMISSIONED CAPTAIN OF COMPANY C AND SPENT THE WINTER ON THE PLAINS ESCORTING MAIL AND EMIGRANTS. And down at the end of the boardwalk, the sheriff himself, his gut protruding like a sowa€™s. HIS VALUE AND JUDGEMENT OF MEN AND HIS STAND FOR JUSTICE ARE UNDIMMNED IN THE ANNALS OF THE STATE, AND HE REMAINS FOR ALL AN ILLUMINATING EXAMPLE. Francine insists on asking a hairless, pimpled teenager and his girlfriend, in soccer cleats, which way to Bear Lake.
Namely that this company should be paying his girlfriend for copy editing, not running her car into the ground. Hea€™s not sure where to find coffee in a town strung out on cocktail shrimp, from the look of the other purple-shirted people, and the Budweiser girls.
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But with Francinea€™s mouth crumpling, and her gums bared, Benjamin notices once more the patch of darkness rooting between her incisors. An extra-chilled, 8,000-foot breeze rustles a sheet covering Francinea€™s legs, clamped vise-like over Benjamina€™s thigh. The bat gone, completely vanished along with the open Camembert hea€™d chucked down the disposal in the morning, just in case. When he turns back, he spots the backs of Francinea€™s gaiters kicking through the next switchback.
Also that lactose intolerancea€”Benjamin is lactose intoleranta€”holds about as much water for Francine as the Mormon Church. But there, look, a Starbucks just a half-mile out, pulsing like a landing strip on his Kyocera.
The clapping is rhythmic and lulling, so much so that hea€™s begun to enjoy ita€”joining in with wavering arms from a hammock in Olympia, back in 1980, watching his father fix a pair of sprinklers to their overheated trailer. Her husband had poked some jelly into a hunk of Camembert, then fed it to his wife with startling sincerity, everyone watching. As the Subaru draws closer, Benjamin realizes the false fronts arena€™t shops at alla€”just variations in the casinoa€™s faA§ade, bearing signage.


He wonders about a missing serial comma, whether the writer was more accustomed to bad news copy.
Benjamin thought he was being robbeda€”was about to offer the boy some real moneya€”when the sock took flight.
He mulls this over on the drive south, listening to his girlfriend read aloud from Peter Bowlera€™s The Superior Persona€™s Second Book of Weird and Wondrous Words. Central City from on high, dated 1872, the valley stripped naked of everything but mud and tenements.
The kid points downhill, into the blackening dusk, and shows her the topography from his Garmin. Francinea€™s inventory, Benjamin has learned, includes three soft cheeses wrapped in special cheese wrapping paper imported from France.
He braces, feels a sweat gathering beneath his ball cap, reflected now in the passenger mirror. The stultifying interim facing Francine and other vendorsa€”tie-dyed shirts, ornamental crockery, dream catchers, wines infused with fruit, and a Budweiser tenta€”has a singular explanation, Benjamin is realizing: the casinoa€™s crew boss.
First Los Lagos, then the sheen off Barker Reservoir, Mud Lake, Lakewood, Glacier, Duck, Tumblesom, Silver Spruce, and with Estes Park coloring the sky, Lily and Mary. He prefers bedding down like this: sleep comes easier, but mostly because naked Francine winds up clinging to him through some horrible dreams they both try to ignore.
Therea€™s a second mockup down from the jail cell, this one depicting Central Citya€™s mining and prospecting years. Ita€™s Cozensa€™ desk, an oak behemoth, the first judgea€™s bench in the West, says the woman. Crouches against the lower bunk, then runs a hand along the edge of the bedding and plunges deep, just to be sure.
Almost exactly like a Village Voice writer in whose periphery Benjamin has been wandering for a couple of years now. Ita€™s from the Department of Journalism and Technical Communication: a bad marriage but the bill is breaking nicely. IT WAS DURING THIS TERM THAT COZENS FACED HIS GREATEST CHALLENGE, PREVENTING A MOB FROM LYNCHING HIS PRISONER. He asked her once whether she couldna€™t get some ideas for her poetry from the hundreds of faces that will by now be crowding in close. There are signs Francine cana€™t read and doesna€™t need; she and Benjamin have memorized the topographic map on College Avenue, the one in the sandwich shop across from the bookstore.
Just long enough for something fast and brown to seize hold, then crash to the linoleum, where it flapped for a while. WHEN HIS TERM EXPIRED, BILLY BEN, MARY AND THEIR CHILDREN MOVED TO A 320-ACRE RANCH THAT BECAME A POPULAR STOPPING PLACE FOR PEOPLE TRAVELING TO AND FRO. A miniature, rock-strewn hillside bathed in amber light, with real water flowing from somewhere offstage.
Francine pretends to love them all but prefer Truffello, which contains trace amounts of real truffle oil. A MOB APPROACHED THE JAIL, LOCATED IN WASHINGTON HALL WHICH HE ALONE CONSTRUCTED OF HAND-HEWN TIMBERS, AND DEMANDED THE KEYS TO THE JAIL. All those red-faced men snatching at the soft cheese and the silk tablecloths meant for decoration. Her poetrya€”from the few pages Benjamina€™s seena€”deviates only slightly from Bowlera€™s oeuvre. He runs his hand through the flow as it hits a ladder and empties into Cozensa€™ sluice box. Not a great departure from the norm, but the shoulders on that home one may be a tad angular for everyone's tastes. Mooneya€™s visage hadna€™t changed last month in Texas, at the long-form journalism conference where Benjamin won a minor award for an essay on frozen food that might contain human hair. He had remarked, without much tact, that from a distance it looked a bit like Japanese bukkake.
Resigned to strafing the vent above the headboard, then out to the front room, then back to the bedroom through a second door. Benjamin wasna€™t sure if it could be true, but it made his column that weeka€”all about harmless Chiroptera, his place in literature and his good work in your backyard. Anyway, she is in facta€”positively, verifiablya€”a a€?cheesemonger.a€? The various social networks made it so.
Francine goes livid, pounding her thin wrists against as much Japanese molding as her arms can reach.
Not so much at the comparison, Benjamin realizes now, but at the reminder that her future now depends on poetry.
Francine pries open the refrigerator, begins adding sample wheels to a half-box of retail wheels. Her gaze shifts to a tiny monitor flashing live videoa€”the banner on the sidewalk, the jail cell, the back of Benjamina€™s head. Again Benjamin had overslept, refusing to guzzle diet cola and listen to Mooney opine about middle-aged people who prefer to copulate in horse costumes. Prohibitive, even for the high country, except that six wheels can be bought for just $12 with an online coupon that has everyone worried.
The guy who actually, positively, verifiably hunts deer in Mississippi, and films other black men doing the same.
The coupon was the scissors womana€™s idea, Francine explained, after some vigorous sex last weekend.
Would laugh courteously on Sunday, at appropriate moments, whilst Mooney downed pitchers and steaks and regaled a girl from the Dallas Business Journal at the shopping center not quite within walking distance from the Hilton. And his companion, the taller fellow in cutoff jeans whoa€™s muscled into the glare just now, stirring up a canyon wind with his gesticulating.
Benjamin can only make out wisps of their conversation, but he decides it involves marijuana.




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