I'm surprised some critics are making out he's hard to understand. It makes an easy article I suppose but he's surely not THAT difficult to understand even if you're a southerner!
Jamie Carragher puts accent on unintelligible
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At this rate Sky may need to use subtitles for Carragher, centreSky Sports
Giles Smith Sport on television
Last updated at 12:01AM, August 27 2013
According to Jamie Carragher, “Wayne Rooney cash machine the carrot pickings under a biscuit barrel.” Or, as he later put it, “Forge the bungalow mindset crampons Fernando Torres unlikely tuna fish.” It was hard to argue with any of that.
The match had been tirelessly billed as David Moyes v José Mourinho; the Chosen One v the Special One. But we all knew that the real battle would take place around the touch-sensitive tactics board — Gary Neville v Carragher; the Clever One v the Incomprehensible One.
And would this monumental occasion be the moment for Sky’s Sports’ latest acquisition to make himself not only felt, but also, for the first time, understood?
Fuelling the tension, the new double act had appeared during the day on Sky Sports News, dressed casually in T-shirts and going through a few warm-ups and stretches in the submarine-like and bottomlessly earnest
Monday Night Football studio.
Neville thought that this match would be an opportunity for one of the big sides to “set down an early marker”. “Oxyacetalyne Google telephone line,” Carragher added.
Then it was into the suits and ties and on with the programme. “Shearer dambuster Kentucky Fried Chicken the Alanis Morissette,” said Carragher, in response to the team news. It’s early days, one appreciates, but Sky may have to face facts here: they’re going to need subtitles.
However, let’s not ignore the rapidity with which the former Liverpool defender has adapted to the non-linguistic parts of the job. Only two appearances in, for example, Carragher is already Neville’s equal in the use of Sooty’s wand (or an instrument very like it) to swipe digital marbles around on the giant touchscreen. And he can already tap up a little blue circle under a player with the best of them.
Of course, what most people are waiting for from the chemistry is the strictly non-verbal moment they both throw Sooty’s wand down and start rolling around on the floor as if in the car park. A whole history of intense rivalry at club level has surely been leading to this moment. Thus far, though, it’s all been disappointingly cordial, even jocular.
Last night Carragher tried to pull Neville up on his assertion that Mourinho had “stepped up” in his unusual team selection, rather than “stepped back” under pressure. But there was no real will for the fight. There were even laughing together, at half-time, about the possibility of bringing on Gary’s brother Phil.
In this unprecedentedly overheated season for broadcasting, the first “massive fixture” was always going to threaten to blow gaskets or, at the very least, fuse the studio lights.
“MFN”, after all, is a show in whose opening credits military helicopters already circle, and where Martin Tyler’s signature call of “And it’s live,” has long since assumed the guttural urgency of a man crying for back-up from inside a pair of burning trousers.
True to modern fashion, the sharpest focus was on the managers. The arrival in the stadium of David Moyes was filmed like something Papal. On the sideline, Mourinho was pictured searching in his pockets for a pen and then using that pen (just think) to make notes in a notebook.
Tyler later found a moment to wonder whether the Chelsea manager might be a little hot in his sweater on a warm Manchester evening. Had Mourinho removed it, one felt we’d have been looking at the moment in slow motion for whole hours afterwards.
Still, as Carragher pointed out, “Datsun spaghetti at washing machine below radar elfin housing development.” Very true.