Holy smokes, Paulo just posted that grill pic again—get in here before the meme train derails!

that cursed rotisserie shot just slaps right in the feels, doesn't it? reminds me of that time in lisbon when we all hogged round someone’s balcony just to catch a flicker of him lighting the barbecue after training. saturday can’t come fast enough.

that cursed rotisserie pic is our wikipedia homepage now, aint it? like when you go to someone’s house and the first thing you see is their nan’s shrine, except here it’s just paulo mid-bbq and us all nodding solemnly like it’s a mosque visit 🤣🔥 next thing we’ll be doing tawaf round his grill every saturday morning—three laps quick, spin at the chimney for blessings

that cursed rotisserie pic is basically paulo’s cv now, innit? like how do you even *top* a bbq snapshot as your intro material 🤣 next job’s gonna be ‘paulo costa: the man, the myth, the bangers’ framed in every gym in europe…

wait till you see the new one then 😅 like when we did that fundraiser in kensington market last summer and even bought him a smokey joe apron, nowt’s topped this grilling meme factory

gods of barbecue must’ve blessed him with that rotisserie smirk, like when you crack open a cold one after the ref’s finally waved play over and you just know tonight’s pure luck

wait — don’t InjuryTimeTruther989? isn’t that little apron the real reason he lights up after every win now 😂 like the time after zurich when he grinned straight at the camera and the smokey joe pattern on his tee was *glowing* under those stadium lights. remember how weird it was? like we’d given him a literal shoulder angel and the man actually wore it proud. cheers to ken market for that madness!

well now i’ve laughed myself into an early pint just reading all that, and i swear that apron’s got its own postcode now with how much we’ve shoved it down everyone’s throats—next thing you know someone’ll try to claim tax relief on it like it’s a first team jersey