I preferred the other lassie who has scarpered off back to Sky. Although she always looked like last week she was selling knitwear at Bon Marche to my nan and then someone happened by and asked her if she fancied a new life on the tellybox in exchange for a gob-job.
That show on Channel 5 is a woeful fucking embarrassment. I don't know what the pinheads were trying to do when they dreamed it up, but 'a new take on Match of the Day' it isn't. I really think that some cockend must have been tasked with creating it, watched socccer am, watched MotD and thought 'fusion'. All they needed was an 'edgy' (read: annoying, shrill and pointless) theme tune and stacks of wipe-the-dribble-off-your-chin adverts every ten minutes and suddenly they'd all be miwwyunayres. Park two empty-headed, vacuous sofa rats on it, get a brace of inept ex-pros to assist with the 'analysis' and hey-presto, Channel 5 can now compete with the X-Factor/BGT/The Voice with something which appeals to bleak northern shitholes far and away from the bright lights of trendy London or Manchester, the joint capitals of the world.
"So, Titus Bramble. Talk us through Hartlepool's sixth goal they conceded. Where did it all go wrong?"
"Erm, yeah. Erm, see. End-of-de-day ... see ... dey ... could uv 'eaded it aht ... see. Instead, see ... dey di-unt. See? Den, see ... de ahvour team scored. Yeah. Not good. Not good. Innit?"
"Adrian Heath ... with your managerial head on now, what can Hartlepool do now to turn round their annual battle with being the most hilariously shit team in all leagues?"
"Hartlepool? Who are they? Is that really a town?"
And so on. After the break, join us again for highlights of Crewe versus Cheltenham, where we dub crowd noise on the top of each goal to make the 2,113 crowd sound like the fucking Bernebau after Messi has just fired in an injury time winner against Real Madrid from 40 years and stood in front of the Madrid bench helicoptering his whanger whilst Neymar does a spreader nearby to the cameras.
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