Cockney gaffer. Cockney bias media. Coinsodence?
Quote from: N'ZMAV on March 06, 2015, 11:13:56 AMCockney gaffer. Cockney bias media. Coinsodence? Coinsodence deserves to be a real word. The action of finding buried coins while doing something completely unrelated, perhaps...?
Quote from: Mossie Hennebry on March 06, 2015, 11:32:58 AMQuote from: N'ZMAV on March 06, 2015, 11:13:56 AMCockney gaffer. Cockney bias media. Coinsodence? Coinsodence deserves to be a real word. The action of finding buried coins while doing something completely unrelated, perhaps...?Or digging into your pocket and producing the exact coin you required.
Quote from: Damo70 on March 06, 2015, 11:38:07 AMQuote from: Mossie Hennebry on March 06, 2015, 11:32:58 AMQuote from: N'ZMAV on March 06, 2015, 11:13:56 AMCockney gaffer. Cockney bias media. Coinsodence? Coinsodence deserves to be a real word. The action of finding buried coins while doing something completely unrelated, perhaps...?Or digging into your pocket and producing the exact coin you required.genius!
THE FIVER COOKS VILLA’S PREMIER LEAGUE GOOSE, BY WISHING TIM SHERWOOD ALL THE BESTEveryone likes to see a big club get relegated, it’s the best part of football. What would be more satisfying than watching, say, Arsenal, Chelsea, Liverpool, Manchester City, Manchester United and Tottenham Hotspur all slipping down the divisions in the next couple of seasons? Nothing, that’s what! (Though we’d need at least Nottingham Forest and Nasty Leeds to finally come back up, so The Fiver still has some people to project its barely concealed feelings of inadequacy on to.) So most people, it’s fair to assume, will be fervently hoping to see relegation-haunted Aston Villa drop down to the second division. Nothing against the midlands giants per se, but you can’t have Big Cup on your CV if you want people to prefer you over Burnley, that’s just the way things work. They’ve made their bed, and now they’re thrashing about in it, crying. We have empathy.Anyway, The Fiver had been firmly in this behemoth-baiting camp, waiting eagerly and impatiently for Villa to be reduced to second-tier status for the first time since 1987. And then something strange happened. Tim Sherwood became their manager. And there he is, being patronised to within an inch of his life by all and sundry for … well, what, exactly? Talking himself up in a few press conferences? Well, who doesn’t, and the man needed a job. Doing that cheesy oh-captain-my-captain routine with Emmanuel Adebayor during his time at Spurs? Hey, The Fiver’s a sucker for showy sentimentality, and what’s wrong with being nice and having a bit of fun. Celebrating goals by sprinting up and down the touchline like an ITV2 Mourinho? Well, what would folks rather he do, sit in the dugout with a grim look on his coupon, pompously scribbling in a notepad, pretending he’s above it all?The poor man’s not even been allowed to wear a coat without getting it in the neck. So come on Tim. And you’ll have needed a heart of stone, or a season ticket at the Hawthorns or St Andrews, not to have been pleased for Sherwood on Tuesday night when West Brom keeper Ben Foster suffered a thundering nervous breakdown at Villa Park and gifted the hosts a precious injury-time victory. And a richly deserved one, given Villa were two goalline clearances and the width of a post away from taking a 4-0 half-time lead. The win ended a sequence of seven straight league defeats, and Sherwood ostentatiously checked his pulse at the final whistle. “When I left home my wife said she’d done the Euro lottery with a £54m jackpot but I said I’d take three points all the way,” he later simpered, hamming it up all the way. And good for him, for suddenly those points have catapulted Villa three clear of the drop zone, only one behind Sunderland, and a mere three behind Everton. [Fiver scribbles a couple of new names in notebook, then cuts and pastes opening paragraph with a view to renosing in three or four weeks’ time.]
He is from Hertfordshire isn't he? I think he puts on the Mockney accent a bit. He can talk like Dick Van Dyke in Mary Poppins for all I care so long as he keeps us up.
Quote from: Damo70 on March 06, 2015, 11:15:51 AMHe is from Hertfordshire isn't he? I think he puts on the Mockney accent a bit. He can talk like Dick Van Dyke in Mary Poppins for all I care so long as he keeps us up.He's from Boreham Wood in Hertfordshire. Spurs territory ( Ironic, given that Sherwood's an Arsenal fan). So he's only a "cockney" in the Greater Manchester sense
There was a bit in the Fiver the other day about him which was quite good.Had a great line about him running down the touchline when we scored, celebrating "like an ITV2 Mourinho". Excellent.EDIT: this:QuoteTHE FIVER COOKS VILLA’S PREMIER LEAGUE GOOSE, BY WISHING TIM SHERWOOD ALL THE BESTEveryone likes to see a big club get relegated, it’s the best part of football. What would be more satisfying than watching, say, Arsenal, Chelsea, Liverpool, Manchester City, Manchester United and Tottenham Hotspur all slipping down the divisions in the next couple of seasons? Nothing, that’s what! (Though we’d need at least Nottingham Forest and Nasty Leeds to finally come back up, so The Fiver still has some people to project its barely concealed feelings of inadequacy on to.) So most people, it’s fair to assume, will be fervently hoping to see relegation-haunted Aston Villa drop down to the second division. Nothing against the midlands giants per se, but you can’t have Big Cup on your CV if you want people to prefer you over Burnley, that’s just the way things work. They’ve made their bed, and now they’re thrashing about in it, crying. We have empathy.Anyway, The Fiver had been firmly in this behemoth-baiting camp, waiting eagerly and impatiently for Villa to be reduced to second-tier status for the first time since 1987. And then something strange happened. Tim Sherwood became their manager. And there he is, being patronised to within an inch of his life by all and sundry for … well, what, exactly? Talking himself up in a few press conferences? Well, who doesn’t, and the man needed a job. Doing that cheesy oh-captain-my-captain routine with Emmanuel Adebayor during his time at Spurs? Hey, The Fiver’s a sucker for showy sentimentality, and what’s wrong with being nice and having a bit of fun. Celebrating goals by sprinting up and down the touchline like an ITV2 Mourinho? Well, what would folks rather he do, sit in the dugout with a grim look on his coupon, pompously scribbling in a notepad, pretending he’s above it all?The poor man’s not even been allowed to wear a coat without getting it in the neck. So come on Tim. And you’ll have needed a heart of stone, or a season ticket at the Hawthorns or St Andrews, not to have been pleased for Sherwood on Tuesday night when West Brom keeper Ben Foster suffered a thundering nervous breakdown at Villa Park and gifted the hosts a precious injury-time victory. And a richly deserved one, given Villa were two goalline clearances and the width of a post away from taking a 4-0 half-time lead. The win ended a sequence of seven straight league defeats, and Sherwood ostentatiously checked his pulse at the final whistle. “When I left home my wife said she’d done the Euro lottery with a £54m jackpot but I said I’d take three points all the way,” he later simpered, hamming it up all the way. And good for him, for suddenly those points have catapulted Villa three clear of the drop zone, only one behind Sunderland, and a mere three behind Everton. [Fiver scribbles a couple of new names in notebook, then cuts and pastes opening paragraph with a view to renosing in three or four weeks’ time.]
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