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Thursday, June 17, 2004

TV Review - Thursday 17th June - England v Switzerland

"We're starting early - well, it's a bit important." After a week so full of blame, backlash and recrimination that you wonder what half the nation would have done for the previous three days had England hung on for 1-0, you imagine that this hour's build-up might have been a bit full of filler had they come into this with three points. Instead, it's a potential "air tickets, Wednesday, whoosh", as Des puts it. "This has got to be one of the easier internationals, hasn't it?" - look, ITV, we've just warned you about tempting fate. Andy really pushes it by stating "I just can't make a case for England losing this game". "I hate to put you through it again, but I fear I must" is Des' intro to the slo-mo France game edit over classical music. We don't think we've ever seen a man as underwhelmed as when Matt tells Frank Lampard how many games he's played this season. "Do you feel he's modelled himself on you, Andy" is the unamusing Des question afterwards, while a distracting graphic in the bottom right corner runs off the England team and Terry refers to "Yakan Hakin". There's decent time to give Totti another slagging, Terry particularly unhappy with just a ban, asking "what happens if he comes back for the final and scores the winner?" We watch the final on BBC1, that's what. Jorg Stiel is introduced as a character, and Gabriel Clarke's going to run with that idea as long and as far as possible - "louder than Elton John's wardrobe", "could be Wayne Rooney's dad", you know the drill. He actually appears to be as mad as Norman Tebbit. Then, head for the hills, it's Ned Boulting in Switzerland! The report thus compiled features the most surprised vox pop subjects ever, Ned's taxi driver referring to 'Ronio', some mucking around with newspapers and, less expectedly, Matthew Pinsent. This is followed by the goals from the 1996 meeting, Tel and Gareth choi-hoking each other about Southgate's poor defensive header. Sir Bobby in position has a "good impression" of the game, if not of the team, judging by "Terry's going to play with... Terry with... Sol Campbell", or of the heat, claiming "we can't play at breakneck speed like we do in January". There's a lot being made of the heat, because of course the Swiss will be used to that, the country being in the middle of the Azores. Brilliantly, the competition clip is the same Shearer goal that's just been shown. The relevance of the montage shown with about half an hour to go, of random clips and shots of, naturally, Big Ben is beyond us. Southgate seemingly uses the phrase 'against the French' twice for each player during his England team rundown. The Ibrahimovic internal comedy returns, while Gareth Southgate, who plays no part in such things, continues his oddly decent (for ITV, yes) run of punditry form in explaining how Sven works with the preceding caveat "I'd hope to play for England again". Des thinks it'll finish "three-nought". Nought? Ah, cameras in a different pub this time. Don't hope to get on television properly, you lot. Sven gives his own "welcome back" in introducing his team, although we're not sure what this is meant to prove - we know what they look like, after all. "Nancy's here, we'll be alright." Mmm.

"When you look out there it's like thumbing through the index of a book of England road maps" is Clive's way of setting the scene, although surely that'd be full of names of road maps rather than towns. Clive sounds almost desperate on the team's behalf, if, as usual, chancing hindsight - "is there a single name on the other side that Sven or any of you would want on our team?" "If you've been wondering what the diamond is..." - oh, I think we can guess. "Looks like James Beattie, doesn't he?", Clive's thought about Huegel, is met by a typical Sir Bobby response, "yes, looks like him... probably doesn't play like him." "Looking every inch the Manchester City keeper today" - what, Clive, questionable? The England band appear to be miked up louder than the rest of the crowd. "If anybody out there was underestimating Switzerland before kickoff..." Yes, Clive? You may like to read a little back at this point. It certainly beats the opening minutes, in which Clive goes for the world record for alternate ways of saying 'they're playing like shit' and Steven Gerrard nearly proves why he should never help out in defence again. Clive gets so bored he works the presence of a Russian linesman in... and thirty seconds later Rooney scores. Is it just us, or does Sir Bobby say 'flag up' (it wasn't) as he runs off to somersault? The presence of Scholes possibly offside (probably level, looking at the half-time replay, actually, but we wanted to keep this line in, so there) is perhaps the worst news for people like us who have to listen to punditry and read football message boards, of course. "It's a hot day to be chasing a game!" That gets them mildly intrigued, Robson going "he's in, he's in" just as Owen fails to get 'in' at all. No wonder he seems to spend the rest of the half asleep, even when talking. "It's in that area, isn't it?" is the inevitable response to Switzerland getting a free kick just outside the area, taken and missed by one of "the Hakan brothers". We'll all remember that Robsonism, won't we? At least the panel doesn't follow recent panel one-eyedness and criticises all areas of the performance even though England are leading, but into the second half they continue "coughing up possession". Our attention is luckily taken by a St George's flag with 'STEVE SCOTT' on the top left white bit, leading to speculation whether the erstwhile ITV News and former Five football anchor had made his own way to Coimbra. It's not being much taken away by the game, after all, and the team in the box seem to think so too, lapsing into almost gallows humour - "it'd be nice to see England string half a dozen passes together" "I said three!" Tyldesley even seems not to twig Haas' second booking for a while, while Robson seems to have been stunned into silence. "It's a great benefit to us... but I wouldn't like an English player to be sent off under those circumstances" is his eventual summation, while Clive works it round to Ronaldinho's dismissal two years ago. Is there any altruism at all in Bobby's thought that Dyer should come on, which extends so much he feels moved to compensate by praising Hargreaves? "You can sit down at home - try to enjoy the last fifteen minutes" is the verdict after the second goal, "a scoreline, if not a performance, which will make the rest of Europe take notice" after the third. Robson reckons Lampard has "cut a lot of grass", while Clive nicely tells us a challenge on Hargreaves "doesn't look too good" just too late for the super slo-mo. Maybe, actually, Clive is learning from past mistakes, feeling it necessary to add a caveat "if they win this match" when, with an eye on the group table, suggesting we "cheer for the French tonight - go on, you can do it". Firing a broadside to the rest of Europe that they are possibly the best footballing side in the tournament when 3-0 up, even Bobby suggests he "can't see them possibly conceding". Yeah, hubris is all very well and good this late in the day, isn't it? "The campaign for Europe begins here" Clive inaccurately states in conclusion, adding "the England players have their destiny at their own feet". It's the 1982 World Cup song! They seem to be rushing through the post-match with indecent haste but then Des declares the news will follow, so who knows. It does, five minutes later, after, um, a joke about Sven's animation quotient. So not reaching at all, then. So the Curse Of ITV is broken, and we never have to see them again on the channel this tournament. Let's hope the VT editors are paid well nevertheless.

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At 11:40 AM, Blogger AdamK said...

Meanwhile, over on Radio 5, Alan Green tells us that "David James was complaining after the game in Lisbon that the National Anthem started too quickly and the players weren't able to get their arms round each other." Whatever gets you motivated, lads...
Alan then gees us up with "Right lads, time to rattle a few cowbells..."
"The referee is from Russia, Valentin Ivanov, worshipped at Old Trafford for reasons I'll remind you later." Don't keep us on tenterhooks, Alan!
Alan starts to wish his life away: "Two minutes to go...'two minutes to go'? Goodness gracious, I don't want to run through the game that quickly! Two minutes played..."
"I'd say the Swiss have started the better of the two teams," suggests Terry Butcher with 5 minutes gone. "Latvia started well as well," chides Alan.
"Bernt Haas has a wonderful name if you mispronounce it!" notices Alan, mischievously. With his finger so clearly on the footballing funnies pulse, I expect he'll soon spot that Dan Petrescu looks like that bloke off the X-Files.
"Ivanov, by the way, suspended three times by his own federation for various misdemeanours this season, yet here he is in the European Championship." Yes, Alan, but don't forget to tell us why he's ‘idolised' at Old Trafford...
Alan's considered opinion on Jörg Stiel after Rooney's yellow-card tackle: "Get up, you big pansy! It so offends me, when players play-act. Look at him! Oh, he's shaking his left hand as if he's been clattered. No you haven't, son."
"I suppose the only good thought we can take from this opening 22 minutes is that England haven't conceded a goal," says Alan, immediately guaranteeing one or other team will score in the time it takes me to type this sentence. Sure enough: "...and Wayne Rooney, at 18 years 7 months and 24 days becomes the youngest scorer in the finals of the European Championship!"
And so we come to another of Five Live's infamous commentary handovers: "Mightily against the run of play. Mike!" "'Ave it! Yeah, his man is Peter Kaye and I rather felt he [Rooney] was gonna make an impression in this tournament." No, I don't know what "his man" means either. You do know Peter Kaye isn't an impressionist, don't you, Mike Ingham?
"Just while you're wondering how accurately Alan gave you the date of his birth and everything else – we've been working it out beforehand. We couldn't work out though whether 1986 was a leap year in terms of calculating." Surely everyone knows that Leap Years are European Championship years (or Olympic years, if you must), not World Cup years?
"Beckham...er, Gerrard was fouled. The referee again's played a good advantage...no, he hasn't...yes, he has!" Are you all right there, Mr Ingham?

Into the second half, and the second half of that to be precise. "Darius Vassell – and he'll hate it – is coming on for Michael Owen," says Ingham rather confusingly.
"And it's gone in! Off the goalkeeper! And this! Is! Wayne's World!" Ingham tries desperately to get on the highlights reel, but knows it'll be Green's commentary of the first goal that'll be on the breakfast show tomorrow.
"I'm pretty certain one of the pictures you'll see [...] will be the extravagant ‘Lua-Lua' cartwheel after he scored the first goal. I'm sure Eriksson will tell him off about that ‘cos he could have fractured something doing that." Ingham the spoilsport.
"[The one player] who has cemented his place in the England team is Darius Vassell as a substitute." It could only be Graham Taylor, really, couldn't it?
"I'm sure you're gonna be right because after all you are the manager of Mother-wall." Ingham concurs with Terry Butcher's expert opinion that Kieron Dyer will come on for Rooney.
"Interesting [Swiss] sub coming on, by the way, and he's going to steal Wayne Rooney's thunder." What, by scoring a hat-trick? Apparently not: "He's actually going to create a little bit of history here [...] Johan Vonlanthen of PSV Eindhoven is younger than Wayne Rooney, so he now becomes the second youngest player to play in the European Championship." Wow, our Wayne must be devastated.
"Of course, from now on the games have fast turnarounds – the next one is in only four days..." What, as opposed to the four day gap between the France game and this, Mike?
"There's the added bonus that Alan Green has been cut back to forty minutes on Six-o-Six, 0500 909 693!" Terry Butcher showing signs of becoming a Corporate man...
"As far as the old debate between orthodox 4-4-2 or Diamond, you think this is still the right shape, this more orthodox way of playing?" "Well, it's definitely his best team, look at the numbers – it's 1 to 11, isn't it?" That wasn't the question, Terry!

And with just a fleeting mention of Victoria and young Brooklyn; and of course big smiles in the Rooney family, the final whistle blows. A Tyldesley-free match makes a pleasant change, though the temptation to pause and rewind the commentary via Realplayer was too tempting for this reporter, causing him to be a good twenty minutes behind the live action by half-time until the stream was lost (and with it all of Alan Green's early second-half thoughts – possibly including the long-awaited answer to why the referee is "worshipped" at Man Utd (he reffed the Porto European Cup game earlier this season, in case you were wondering, though I'm sure Clive must have mentioned that over on ITV)). We may very well do this all over again in the not too distant future, but for now I bid you a Scott Murray-esque partially-pompous, slightly too self-important adieu.

 

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