I will even forgive a Saurez 'hattrick' next Tuesday after seeing video clip.
Am I starting a head cold or are they tears!
Thanks for posting the clip
Am I starting a head cold or are they tears!
Thanks for posting the clip
The Bayern Semi Thread.
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(Probably should be on the Eurozone Chat thread but you are Bayern and I am mentioning the Euro...)
It is a combination of factors. Primarily the recently released figures that showed a marked downturn in economic growth here in the UK followed the next day by similarly gloomy figures for various important sectors of the US economy. Wednesday’s good news about better-than-forecast growth in the UK service sector (i.e. more jobs) went unnoticed in the election frenzy. Sterling is also suffering specifically against the Euro because I think that currency traders are taking a negative view about the impending general election result. There does not seem to be much worry about the possibility of a Greek default on May 12th as they found 200 million Euros to pay their IMF interest this week but 750 million Euros may be harder to find down the back of the sofa...
Silently the mighty battle wagon Bayern, slipped her moorings and quietly made her way into the North Sea, her fate, a clash with one of the most fierce of the enemies fleets, the dreaded Barcelona, a floating behemoth if ever there was one. The brave and loyal crew of the German juggernaut knew in their hearts that they were in for the fight of their lives. As the pride of the German navy made her way through the night, all hands were at battle stations, all knew that there was every chance that they would probably find themselves on the receiving end of a severe mauling at the hands of the Spanish monster. But hopes were high, they knew that the swapping of 16 inch shells could see destruction fall either way. They trusted in their skipper, he'd stood them in great stead in the past and all hoped that his mastery of the sea would see them victorious.
Alarm bells rang in the night as radar picked up the enemy, and at about thirty thousand yards, the flash of opening salvos split the moonless night. For the better part of an hour and a half, the battle raged. In the end though, no matter the effort, the mighty Bayern took a hammering. After taking several hits at the waterline, he skipper was forced to break off contact and run for home. Luckily, her running abilities outstripped her fighting qualities. Once clear, she was brought to quarter speed and nursed home. Listing to port and down by 10% at the bow, things didn't look good. Still seaworthy, there was no need of an abandon ship order from the bridge. But all were not happy.
The Rattus rattus had quickly abandoned the bilge enmass and hotfooted it onto the deck. They were fairly ****ting themselves. The couldn't wait to desert the ship. At the sight of the life rafts still in their davits, the rats began to turn nasty. Some broke into the officers rum supplies and once affected, started hunting down bilge cadet rats for a last minute ****ing. Many a young rats was bent of a barrel and given a sailor's treat. The more pious of the Rattus were gathered in religious fervour on the aft deck. Hymns rent the still, cold night. On bent knees they voiced the pain to the great rat god of the sky and begged for an out to their plight. "What the **** is to become of us?" They moaned. And the wailing reached fever pitch when they launched into the age old Rattus football classic, **** You Jesus, Why Have You **** On Us Again?
Alarm bells rang in the night as radar picked up the enemy, and at about thirty thousand yards, the flash of opening salvos split the moonless night. For the better part of an hour and a half, the battle raged. In the end though, no matter the effort, the mighty Bayern took a hammering. After taking several hits at the waterline, he skipper was forced to break off contact and run for home. Luckily, her running abilities outstripped her fighting qualities. Once clear, she was brought to quarter speed and nursed home. Listing to port and down by 10% at the bow, things didn't look good. Still seaworthy, there was no need of an abandon ship order from the bridge. But all were not happy.
The Rattus rattus had quickly abandoned the bilge enmass and hotfooted it onto the deck. They were fairly ****ting themselves. The couldn't wait to desert the ship. At the sight of the life rafts still in their davits, the rats began to turn nasty. Some broke into the officers rum supplies and once affected, started hunting down bilge cadet rats for a last minute ****ing. Many a young rats was bent of a barrel and given a sailor's treat. The more pious of the Rattus were gathered in religious fervour on the aft deck. Hymns rent the still, cold night. On bent knees they voiced the pain to the great rat god of the sky and begged for an out to their plight. "What the **** is to become of us?" They moaned. And the wailing reached fever pitch when they launched into the age old Rattus football classic, **** You Jesus, Why Have You **** On Us Again?
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C111 - I like the cut of your jib!
Haunting sounds from Allianz Arena:
"Abandon ship Mister/Herr/Senor Guardiola"
Haunting sounds from Allianz Arena:
"Abandon ship Mister/Herr/Senor Guardiola"
I think Rattus rattus might well apply to the German sports media. They are just full of insight hindsight at the moment, e.g. suggesting that many of the Bayern team are approaching the Grandad stage. They never said that before Wednesday. Sports journalists are like politicians, they just go like farts in the wind?
Anyway, Rear Admiral Rummenigge, reckons "we are Bayern München and on Tuesday we'll prove it". Good luck, Karl-Heinz!
Anyway, Rear Admiral Rummenigge, reckons "we are Bayern München and on Tuesday we'll prove it". Good luck, Karl-Heinz!
My missus said to me the other day, "you know, when Guardiola first arrived in München he spoke German on TV, and I thought he really did very well, but now, I can't understand a darn word he's saying, absolute gibberish".**
Hmmm, probably would be the same in Spanish, on the current topic that is?
**Now, PLEASE, gentlemen, no cracks about my Deutsch, which can be quaint at times....
