How on earth has the BBC been allowed to spend licence fee money flying on the air fare for Phil Neville to go to Russia, and then annoy the cunting fuck out of me with his gushing shit from the commentary box?
There can surely be no person in the country who appreciates the appalling performance as evidenced today in the Germany v Mexico fixture. The breathy, forced words dotted around in his delivery of verbal bollocks is a cause of immense frustration, along with this faux excitement and odd stress pattern in his pathetic commentary efforts. Then there is the utter shite that he spouts. Clearly there are linguistic 'challenges', linked to his inability to use English properly. He has no idea what an adverb is, and never got past learning about adjectives at school.
"It's pure instinctive" - wtf?
"Mexico are playing fantastic" - wtf?
Anyone who makes Alan Shearer seem intelligent and articulate is surely doomed!
Sorry, Phil, but can't you get back to helping out the women's game get up to standard, your actual job, rather than display a low standard of commentary? Perhaps if he employed the services of a breathing coach, he might stand a chance of speaking normally at least.
By the way, it's Chicarito not Chitorito. Perhaps you should stick to Hernandez!
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