A very strange programme, this. For a 'national' programme, it could have been scripted by Wednesday. Biggest match in the Championship? Blackburn-Wolves? Charlton-QPR? Bolton-Derby? Nah. Sheffield fucking Wednesday in extended highlights at home to Bristol. Had enough Wednesday-love? No? Let's go over to smug bastard Michael Vaughan droning on about his blue 'Wednesday' suit and a sly dig at United. Still not getting it? Let's have the 'presenter' with a Blades away shirt in his hand for some reason taking the piss out of it. Oh look! There's a guy in the audience wearing said shirt! Let's take the piss! And, just in case you still haven't got the drift, second match up is some obscure tussle at Gillingham. Finally, let's have a league table (obviously knocked up by somebody who is Care in the Community) where the top team in Div. 1 is...Gillingham! Yes, that's because they won 4-0. But the hits keep on coming! Just guess who is bottom of the table? I'll give you a clue. They lost 4-0...
I thought that anything could be better than TFLS. You don't wait up until after midnight to see a) The away team's coach arriving b) That cunt Clem doing his 'Churchill nodding dog' act and c) post-match 'The boys done well'-style interviews. You just want the goals/highlights. It really is that obvious. (like United needing CBs).
This new programme, with it's bizarre flipping from one league to the next (because they know most people would turn off after showing the higher leagues first), it's yoofy studio audience, it's utter amateurism and the now-ubiquitous female presenter (nice legs & tits, awful face) fails to improve on TFLS.
