The news has been all over the Twittersphere today. Roberto Martinez was spotted in Miami Beach, walking down Lincoln Road with Liverpool owner John W. Henry. They both look deeply engaged in conversation. Henry with a venti coffee in his hand from Starbucks. Martinez with a trusty legal pad in hand, and phone in pocket.
Yes, I’ve scrutinized this photo more times today than I care to mention.
This is one of those rare stories about the Premier League where it’s being played out literally in my backyard. I’ve walked past the slew of tourist shops near Lincoln Road on countless occasions (I had the pleasure of watching Chelsea beat Barcelona in the Champions League in a German pub, just a few blocks from there). I can also picture which Starbucks that Henry and Martinez went to (there are three on Lincoln Road; but only one good one).
For a league that is played thousands of miles away from my home, it’s refreshing to know that the major news story of the day is happening in my area, for once. It’s surreal.
Somehow I have a feeling that if talks between Martinez and Henry extend in to tomorrow, they’ll send someone to go grab some coffees from Starbucks.