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'Der Tiger' on showing on Amazon was good. Modern-day Apocalypse Now. Irritatingly, they list the film as 'The Tank'.
Side note: the lead character has crushed his cap without removing the bloody stiffeners (the first thing you'd do if you wanted to crush the bloody thing!) No idea why I found that annoying - just did.
Side note (part 2): the mock up they did of a Tiger was outstanding! Genuinely brilliant. For armour-heads out there, check the track-width. It's actually an IS2 under that disguise! Compare it to the shocking T34 bodge they did in 'Private Ryan': it was like they'd got the props department from a 1985 Doctor Who to do that one!.
(Sorry - ranting. I have spent waaaay too long in the Tank Museum over the years. For reference, the Tiger in 'Fury' is the real thing. It's Tiger 131 from Bovington.)
Watch it in German with the subtitles - it's far better.
When I think of a 'boo boy', I tend to think of opposition players such as John fcking Terry or Eric fcking Cantona.
There are a few players we've had that have definitely been slow-burning, the most obvious being Paul Furlong 1.0 vs 2.0. Equally, there are those who've started like a rocket before dropping like a brick, say, Ledesma or Diakite. Either way, if they're in hoops, I wouldn't want to boo them, though I reserve the right to a cathartic 'for fck's sake!' or two.
No dog in this fight but surely if we got 'bummed in the gob 3-0 playing the game as it should be played', it could reasonably argued that this was not, in fact, the way the game should be played?
Sounds an awful lot like the Russell Martin perspective here: 'whaddya mean we're shite? We played the right way...'
Or Ange Postecoglu: 'Whaddya mean 17th? We won a cup...'
That game was the footballing equivalent of watching the entire Mrs Brown's Boys boxset. On a black and white portable telly. With only prawn cocktail crisps for snacks. And warm Carling. Served by Anne Widdecombe. In her pants.
Dembele has frustrated me this season. For me, it boils down to this: I can see he is a good player. I can also see what he is trying to do. The problem is that it never quite comes off. Once or twice, you say 'fair enough'. But every single time (apart from the Leicester match)?
Look, the Leicester game was excellent from him. Clive and others have said the same. He is definitely up to the job. It just never quite happens for him. Maybe he's trying to be clever; maybe it's a confidence thing. Whatever it is, he's shown us, in the style of Jim Bowen showing two balding, overweight sex cases the speedboat they could've won, what we're missing. And that is gripping our collective shit.
'The records say that the result was 0-0. We've checked this against the footage and can confirm that is correct. Now, let us all stand in a moment of silent reflection for those who's lives will never be whole again, after having witnessed the contents of the following video, trying to find more than 90 seconds of highlights from over 100 minutes of utter bilge. 'We shall remember them'.
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