Euro 2012 coverage
It's all a matter of balance
13 June, 2012 - 06:39
Yin and yuck, that sort of thing. If you going to show everyone a face like a three week old Doner with Chilesy sauce, you have to compensate with a five course banquet.
That said all the girlies in Eastern Europe are absolutely gorgeous, it's why they built the Iron curtain, to keep them all hidden from us lascivious, decadent, Westerners.
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"They mostly come out at night, mostly."
Adrian Chiles
19 June, 2012 - 20:06
He simply can't not be a fucking bell-end. Also, I think another task should be added to the labours of Hercules: making Roy Keane laugh out loud. If the world has spawned a more miserable sod than this man, I would be astonished. I bet the candles on his birthday cake snuff themselves!
Roy Keane
19 June, 2012 - 23:33
I think he just hates losing, which is fair enough. And unfortunately Ireland haven't been very good in this tournament.
Which surprised me, I really thought they'd make more of it. Not that I expected them to get very far, but all those early goals killed them. A bit like the Rangers last season in some games.
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After Monday and Tuesday, even the calendar says W T F are the FA doing?
He's the one...
20 June, 2012 - 06:01
...parents tell their children about to scare them into being good.
"If you keep on setting fire to the cat, Adrian Chiles will come in the night and take you away", that sort of thing.
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"They mostly come out at night, mostly."
And another thing
20 June, 2012 - 18:04
Why is it that advertisers think that the best way to part me from my cash during the competition is to get Brian Blessed to shout pseudo-Shakespearean, cod-patriotic bollocks at a volume comparable to a nuclear assault? It's bad enough watching the disembodied head of Ray Winstone get involved in self-congratulatory 'No, you're the daddy'-isms without having my eardrums burst by BB flogging Always Ultra or whatever.
Fair play to the directors who cut away to pictures of some painted-up, flag-bedecked horn bags at every opportunity. Makes the prospect of another 15 mins of Adrian-fucking-Chiles almost bearable. Almost.