World Cup Nonsense

[Sweder]

Just a brief note to share a gem from today's Grauniad piece on commentators.

'Lawro', perhaps the least abrasive of the Liverpool Mafia - Shepperds Bush Wing - gets the treatment, described as a 'camp hairdresser' most likely to say 'He's brought on Joe Cole and Ashley Cole . . . it'll be Nat King Cole next, John' closely followed by the sound of tumbleweed bumping against the commentary box.

Mick McCarthy, 'the Most Northern Man In The World', is most likely to say 'they talk about the heat and tiredness . . . get out there and get on wi' it ah say . . .'

The last section on each of six commentators describes where you'd be most likely to bump into them on holiday. McCarthy?
Walking his dog on the seafront in Scarborough in a force 6.
'It's just a breeze, this'.

The Times started a 'Fly Wrighty Home' appeal last week. I've already mortgaged my home and put my children on E-Bay to raise my contribution. Gabby's make-up seems to have settled down (phew), although I feel ITV have yet to settle on a match-winning line-up. I'm enjoying O'Neil, equal to Wrighty in his apparent discomfort at being on camera (they also share a worrying aversion to eye contact of any kind with anyone else on the panel) but infinitely superior in his reasoned analysis. Strachan remains my favorite.

When recently asked if they were right when they expressed concerns over Rooney's earlier than expected return to action the diminutive Celtic manager replied
'You'd best ask 'they'.

An hour with the Ginger Wizard and the likeable and terribly honest Adrian Chiles is the perfect end to my World Cup day.