Chelsea forward Nicolas Anelka, 28, sent sex-related text messaged his mistress, 24-year-old Natalie Merriman. On his wedding day.
[Merriman] also reveals that “Anelka shocked her by sending lewd photos of his private tackle to her mobile, thrilled her in bed with his astonishing gymnastic tongue, and tried to cover up his marriage [last June] by claiming it was his brother who'd wed.”
I think this serves as a cautionary tale for anyone in a serious relationship. Never give a woman head. It just brings an unwelcome dynamic into things.
“"Nico's a fantastic lover with an amazing body. We often had sex four times a night and he bombarded me with dirty text messages. I didn't know he was engaged, and I was really falling for him. But when I found out he'd actually got married and had even texted me that day, I realized he's just another typical lying, cheating footballer."
Lying, cheating, multi-tasking footballer. Seriously, fellas. I can barely text while I'm dropping the kids off at the pool.
- Monday Morning Punter
[Log's Blog via Yahoo! India news]


This is the last thing Alexander Gram Bell wanted to happen.
Never give a woman head.
Couldn't agree more. But giving them a severed head is OK still, right?
You would have thought Osi would have sent a picture of what he was talking about a la Sean Salisberry.
Tony Parker nods approvingly.
These women realize these are soccer players, right? Are all of England's bowlers already taken?
What the hell are meat cartons?
Oh, meat croutons. Got it.
Mmmm meat croutons….
/Homer Simpson
I also often have sex 4 times a night.
And by 'have sex', I mean 'eat meals.'
I'm fat.
"…and tried to cover up his marriage [last June] by claiming it was his brother who'd wed.”
That is fucking awesome. That is right up there with the Dennis Rodman story, being caught in bed with some stripper by his wife (Carmen Electra), and saying "What woman?"
Shawn Merriman's sister?
Meat croutons and beans are part of a nutritious dinner. Also good: furburgers.
I just dropped Theo and Rudy at the pool.
If i was Nicolas Anelka's wife, and i am, i'd probably just put up with it. 60 grand a week buys an awful lot of comfort food.
I like my curtains raw. With a side of Arby's Horsey Sauce.
Anelka is astr8 pimpin….even though i hate chelsea and their gloryhunting fans.
"sent sex-related text messaged his mistress"
learn how to edit.