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23 May, 2019
Liverpool fans hold a
candlelit vigil for the tenth anniversary of their membership of the so-called
“so-called Big Four,” the event taking on extra poignancy as Ke’ey Dogleash
spunks yet more dollar on overrated north-easterners, including Jimmy Nail, Ant
and Dec, Cheryl Cole, one of the Hairy Bikers, and the ex-narrator of Big Brother. After the
ceremony, the maudlin multitude shuffles forlornly along to the nightclub of
ex-player Andy Carroll for nibbles, spritzers, and optional lines of prime
grade cocaine before reptilian Crewe scallies come to pick it up for
distribution across the Midlands.
June 2019
The original Two Ronnies,
Corbett and Barker, were bad enough for sowing confusion everywhere, what with
their fork handles skit and out-of-sequence Mastermind
answers, but that’s nothing compared to Brazil’s Two Ronnies… It’s well known that, originally,
Ronaldinho gave himself the diminutive suffix –inho so as to
differentiate himself from Ronaldo (Fenômeno), who was known in Brazil as
Ronaldinho (on account of there being another, less famous, Ronaldo). When he
(Ronaldo to us, Ronaldinho in Brazil )
went to Europe ,
he dropped the –inho, allowing Ronaldinho to drop
the Gaúcho. Anyway, their success in the Japan-Korea World Cup of 2002, the Penta, led to a rash of parents calling their kids
Ronaldo. By the time of the 2019 under-17s World Cup in Afghanistan, the entire
Brazil team is comprised of Ronaldos and thus necessitates all manner of
compound suffixes: diminutive and augmentative (Ronaldinhão: ‘Big Little Ronny’)
or double-diminutive (Ronaldinhito: ‘Little Little Ronny’), even tripartite
suffixes such as ‘Big Little Little Ronaldo’ (Ronaldinhitão) and ‘Big Little
Big Ronny’ (Ronaldãoinhaço). A veritable nightmare for commentators and
shirt-sellers alike. The Brazilian FA lauds the “nomenclatural responsibility”
of parents calling their sons Müller, Socrates, Hulk and suchlike, drawing a
slightly overstated parallel with China’s one-child policy.
November 2019
At the conclusion of the MLS
season, veteran ball whipper-inner, David Beckham returns from what is
essentially an $18m per annum modelling gig to turn out for Dagenham and
Redbridge, keeping himself at the forefront of the thoughts of England gaffer,
Neil Warnock, in case he should require someone to fizz over a few corners. His
Royal Hairness is now sporting a homage to former mentor Sir Bobby Charlton’s
famous comb-over, a style that is copied (ironically, of course) by the vacuous
hipsters of Hoxton and Shoreditch – just as quickly as their hair-growth
permitted, of course – while also, oddly, becoming de rigueur in Minsk (albeit sans irony).
17 February, 2020
Tragedy in the port of Buenos
Aires as the latest Europe-bound consignment of phenomenally precocious,
twinkle-toed Argentine #10s is drowned en masse when their ship, Malvinas Flytraps, sinks in the viscous brown slurry of
the River Plate, watery grave for so many of the country’s young.
11 September, 2021
Incredible scenes of
devastation engulf Abu Dhabi
as irate Manchester United-supporting Amish fly planes into the Emirate’s
petrodollar-funded skyscrapers. US Security forces fail to deduce that there is
anything particularly suspicious about modernity-rejecting people enrolling on
a course to pilot commercial airliners, nor about the incongruity of these
idiosyncratically-bearded boys’ replica tops. Targets for the post-ideological,
fitba-motivated suicide attacks included a 1312-storey mosque bearing domes
alluding to the Premier League trophy, plus a vast indoor ski centre whose
glass carapace was modelled on David Platt’s head.
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