We've thought about this hard over the weekend. Why would Keano accept the death of his footballing career in order to hang around in the shadows of Becks and Landycakes? Ok maybe, LA beats Leicester or Blackburn by a mile. But, still. The MLS blows. But then we started to think more about it, about Irishmen in California, about the warm wind blowing off the Pacific, about the light at Long Beach, about the sound of 'Good Vibrations' blaring out of some hippies' VW van. And it hit us.
Robbie Keane won't be the first Irishman to discover himself in California. At the start of the last decade, a few Trinity grads went west and found their higher calling amidst beach bunnies and the sounds of the Byrds and Brian Wilson. They called themselves The Thrills. They recorded an album more California than California itself and called it 'So Much For The City'. Even if no one's heard much from them since, our guess is that Robbie has jams like 'Big Sur' and 'Santa Cruz' on constant rotation on is iPod and that in his darkest hour this summer, when his agents were telling him to choose between Sven and Venky's, Robbie put on his Thrills record one more time and did some California dreamin'.
And look where he is today.