So the England World Cup campaign fizzled out again with the worst performance in years. An unsurprising let down from a bunch of overpaid egos. It's a sad reflection of the game today that Harry Redknapp revealed that a lot of players will do anything to get out of playing for their country. Happy to stay at home counting their obscene wage packets rather than risk being shown up on an international stage with 3 lions on their shirts. There doesn't seem to be any pride or passion about playing for your country anymore. International caps used to be a badge of honour but today it's all about earning power and image and why would you bother to expose yourself in the World Cup and run the risk of being rumbled.
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Part of England's downfall can be laid on the shoulders of Luis Suarez. The toothy Uruguayan striker's 2 goals sealed their fate early on. Just to rub salt into the hand that feeds him he declared that his goals were sweet revenge for the criticism he's received in England. That would the criticism for racial abuse and biting other players. See this is what happens when you pay numb skulls lots of money and idolise them like Gods.
Talking of numb skulls......what another great week in the Big Brother House.
The new Power Housemate was Chris, the droll Ewok. His secret task was to nominate the housemates for eviction and he went straight for the jugular and picked the juggernaut. The whole house was appalled that Pol was up. Of course Pauline knew it would be her and blamed Jale for her fate. Self awareness isn't a skill that Mother has amongst her talents.
Next up was Slimy Steven. Within minutes, the tough businessman was inconsolable and sobbing into Mummy's breasts. Palpable paranoia set in and the housemates spent most of the week obsessed with the secret and horrified that someone within their midst could be so evil. Did they all forget they were on Big Brother and nominations are just a part of the game?
The irony being that not one of them thought bad of Pauline for her killer nomination that put Jale up every week. Nobody batted an eyelid that hapless Christopher was up but they were incensed that their Mom and her baby boy were nominated.
Ash and Marlon also felt the hand of Chris which was a bit of a surprise, as neither had really done much in the house until they perved over the girls doing their morning stretches. Ash was gutted that there's no sluts in the house but Marlon said that, in his world, all women were sluts. You can't condemn him. His weekends are spent at Tiger Tiger in Croydon.
Marlon and his 'hench' man Winston have been bonding on the grass. Doing that gym bromance thing that looks like out-takes from the Gay Joy of Sex book. I'm still loving Winston. He's like a reem Forest Gump in the body of an 1980s wrestler. The housemates also have him down as a simpleton as they reacted with venom to Kim sharing the communal shower with him after the farm task. Two young people in their swimwear having a nice chat was turned into some sordid sexual encounter by the house Mean Girls. Head harridan Helen was the main instigator. This moralistic bashing came from an ex-whore who sold her body for sex with a famous married man. Winston just giggled and Kimberly rose above the fractious finger pointing.
It was so great to hear Marcus Bentley talking about the chickens during the shopping tasks. Brought back memories of Darren and Marjorie from the very first Big Brother. God was that really 14 years ago!
Demure Danielle continued to disappear into the background after her fire and brimstone rants from week 1. I'm still not buying this act and my suspicions were confirmed this week when she asked her fellow housemates what porn was. She shrieked and screwed up her nose at the explanation that followed and feigned bemusement at such things. She's not fooling me. I bet she's had many a Slick Biscuit and not adverse to a Boston George!
Pauline's exit on Friday didn't come as a surprise. Even she wasn't Shocked [sic]. What followed was an epic display of arrogance and blame-shifting. Emma and Rylan were clearly niggled by her complete lack of humility and refusal to answer a question directly. Nobody will miss this grouchy granny apart from that silly woman on BBOTs who said 'It's a shame. It's a black thing'. Yes she actually said that. A bit like Louis Walsh putting through Irish singers on X Factor.
Before Pauline's seat on the sofa had time to cool down the next Power Housemate was announced. Hopefully they would choose someone who would restore some calm and fun to the house. Like hell they would. They only went and voted for Toya! That's like replacing Grandma with the Big Bad Wolf. That girl is so ratchet.
It's gonna get bare butters :-)
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