Mido tried to buy the club..

This is an extract from Peter Crouch's book regarding Mido - How to Become a Footballer

Yarm is an otherwise unexciting village on the River Tees. But because it’s pleasant, and within driving distance to Middlesbrough’s training ground at Rockliffe Park and the Riverside Stadium, almost all of the glamourpuss players signed by the club ended up living there. Juninho, Emerson, Gaizka Mendieta, Neil Cox – they all became Yarmites, and thus a sleepy place of 8,000 inhabitants now has three designer clothes boutiques as well as the more predictable staples like a small post office and village stores. Egyptian striker Mido bought a huge farm just outside, with 50 acres of land, a lake and a fishing river running through it. He already had a place in Knightsbridge, but being a footballer, decided he needed a farm too despite having no experience of animal husbandry and a nagging sense that he would soon be sent on loan to Wigan.
I did a coaching course with him years later. He’s still got the farm, mainly because no one wants to buy it, at least at the price he paid for it. He’s now a manager back in Egypt, which makes hands-on farming even more difficult, but apparently his family love it. For two weeks every summer he brings his kids over to the north-east of England and they run wild in his pastures and paddocks. They love it so much they pester him for the other 50 weeks of the year. ‘Daddy, can we leave the beaches and guaranteed sunshine of the Med and go back to Middlesbrough, please, please …’
 
This is an extract from Peter Crouch's book regarding Mido - How to Become a Footballer

Yarm is an otherwise unexciting village on the River Tees. But because it’s pleasant, and within driving distance to Middlesbrough’s training ground at Rockliffe Park and the Riverside Stadium, almost all of the glamourpuss players signed by the club ended up living there. Juninho, Emerson, Gaizka Mendieta, Neil Cox – they all became Yarmites, and thus a sleepy place of 8,000 inhabitants now has three designer clothes boutiques as well as the more predictable staples like a small post office and village stores. Egyptian striker Mido bought a huge farm just outside, with 50 acres of land, a lake and a fishing river running through it. He already had a place in Knightsbridge, but being a footballer, decided he needed a farm too despite having no experience of animal husbandry and a nagging sense that he would soon be sent on loan to Wigan.
I did a coaching course with him years later. He’s still got the farm, mainly because no one wants to buy it, at least at the price he paid for it. He’s now a manager back in Egypt, which makes hands-on farming even more difficult, but apparently his family love it. For two weeks every summer he brings his kids over to the north-east of England and they run wild in his pastures and paddocks. They love it so much they pester him for the other 50 weeks of the year. ‘Daddy, can we leave the beaches and guaranteed sunshine of the Med and go back to Middlesbrough, please, please …’
If anything would make me vote for socialism, this would be it. CPO that sh[t out of his hands.
 
109 kilos?? Surely, surely not. That's 240 pounds. I've been that weight. I know what it feels like and looks like, especially in an aesthetically unforgiving football shirt. There's just no way he'd get anywhere near a professional football pitch at that weight.
 
109 kilos?? Surely, surely not. That's 240 pounds. I've been that weight. I know what it feels like and looks like, especially in an aesthetically unforgiving football shirt. There's just no way he'd get anywhere near a professional football pitch at that weight.
How heavy was that tub of lard Branco when he played for us? I remember being at the Dell when we were stuffed 1-4. I was in the front row (when they put us on the side) and was without touching distance of the biggest waste of money (I know we have many challengers for that accolade) I’ve ever watched.
 
109 kilos?? Surely, surely not. That's 240 pounds. I've been that weight. I know what it feels like and looks like, especially in an aesthetically unforgiving football shirt. There's just no way he'd get anywhere near a professional football pitch at that weight.

He's quite a tall lad, so it's not that unfeasible.

I think the biggest problem with Halliday's story is that it contains the words "Mido told me...." so basically Mido playing Billy Big b***ks turns into a fact that he tried to buy the club, the same as the story about his offering to buy out Noel Whelan's contract.
 
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