I disagree with you both, doing it at the highest level is what makes the difference, when the pressure is on and you can still be brilliant.
Like the Gascoigne goal against Scotland in Euro 96 then? - OK then - welcome on board ... ... and best not to mention a slip that lost a title then? ... but I guess that does help make your point ...
Not really true mate, you play at the level you are at and even for your pub team if you do that and **** up you are in deep **** from the manager and your team mates. The pressure a players is under is the same at all levels, if you are good enough to play CL and do that you better get it right. If you are good enough to play in the Sunday pub team and do that you also better get it right., Levels vastly different yes but levels the player is at so same expectation on both from their peers.
We will never agree on this but just think about why a league 3 team get so excited about gaining promotion to league 2 then ask yourself if a PL player would get excited if he was part of that team Levels.mean a lot to the people who are at them.
The only memory I kept of George Best was he killed his liver, then wasted a donated liver... And oh yeah Gazza liked a drink to, one his fellow players liked to joke about at the time.
And floored. I was watching a pre season back in the 80's stood in the west stand paddocks with my brother. All of a sudden Mirandhina snapped and chinned Gazza. Man was a genius and an absolute loon in equal quantities.
are selectively reading what you want to. I mentioned his highlights. The FK against Belgium to setup platt, his SF free kick in the cup and this goal against Spain. too rare to be honest. I haven’t said he is ****, but a Penno in a testimonial shouldn’t be a highlight.
Lol he couldn't get there more like it. It was the great Southgate that missed. Gazza put his away vs Spain too.
THE BEAUTIFUL GAME The beautiful game Rain sodden muddy pitches Before money took over With ridiculous riches Working class folk Stood on terrace and banks A local lads dream Was to come through the ranks Jumpers for goalposts You'd hear next goal wins Goalie when needed And it seriously begins The maverick players Always played with a smile No diving for penalties It just wasn't the style Every Sunday in the park Purely grass roots Socks round the ankles Dubbin on the boots The famous magic sponge Sliced orange at half time To try and con the ref Was still considered a crime Before VAR When we could celebrate a goal Before the beautiful game Had sold its soul Kits were one to eleven The cup final was the dream We weren't glory hunters We followed our local team Now we sit in luxury In stadia fit for a king But we are told when to stand And which songs we should sing The champions league is fine With all the glamour and glitz But i'd prefer a pie and pint Not afternoon tea at the ritz Am I wearing rose tinted glasses A dinosaur in all but name I simply yearn for the good old days When it was still the beautiful game ©Danny Fenn the boleyn poet©
... but not 'too rare' for the National Football Museum to have described him as 'widely recognised as the most talented English footballer of his generation' ... ... and no mention of 'but only by those watching highlight reels' Indeed, some bloke called Paul Ince - (probably just a YouTuber type) - went on to say: "The best player I've ever played with was Paul Gascoigne. He had everything. He was amazing" ... ... must never have got to play with MacManaman or Waddle, I guess!
