Of course, you still would like a sharpened last bet. Perhaps this with betting godfather Buschkowsky, “I bet that succeeds the candidates to recognize ten Berlin jihadist rapper eyes only on slot?” … Just a suggestion, but nowadays no one understands even more fun.
Let us anything before, “Wetten dass ..?” deserves the coup de grace, this board game from the era before iPhone and series at a touch. In short, from the era of television. The viewers of the nation (in the majority, 60) and the media critics (in most malignant) for years already take leave and can not let go yet. Like children who hold to what has been proven. The ever want to hear the same tale, but true factory please, no spinning, Papa. Children are conservative. The share them with program directors. And the audience about sixty. What works once, always works.
Children like to tell also the same bad joke with loud Gepruste again and again. They love bets: “Wetteeen that I can hold my breath longer than Duhuuu?” Frank Elsner had a flair for this childishness. And for family evenings. And for civility. All this time there were again rudiments. How demurely this first broadcast in February 1981, with “Ted” and so on. And how excited Frank Elstner repeatedly explained the rules.
Frank Elstner wore huge tinted lenses
As the game inventor Frank Elstner, who just hung up the music in the 60s for Radio Luxembourg, that we would not hear, so Gitte and Rex Gildo, as Elstner ie 1981, the great Saturday evening family game show” Wetten dass. .? ” lifted from the baptism, welcomed the guests in the studio Curd Jürgens and Barbara Valentin. So, “The Devil’s General” and the Cooper muse.
Elstner was the bridgehead of the eggnog evenings with Frankenfeld and Lou van Burg, to loose out cultural transition, polite until it stops, longhair, but
1981 then. MTV went on the air. The squatter scene delivered in Berlin street battles with the forces of order, the bet that no one would have dared to call it – “bulls” was the name enforced. Anwar Sadat was assassinated, Ronald Reagan President, and the peace movement took hysterical ride on, because the nuclear war threatened, and the upgrade consent under Chancellor Helmut Schmidt – if the applied end-teens would have guessed that was prone to fainting! Frank Elstner wore huge tinted lenses, a plaid jacket and hair blow-dried. And Barbara Valentin bet a Bavarian muscle package can inflate a hot water bottle until it bursts.
The Urwette. Simple. Surprisingly.
Barbara Valentin won. It was considered a wicked night club sluts and performed with blue feather boa. After their acquired bet she was taken from the muscle man under a lot of uptight personalities on the arm, and Frank Elstner warned, seriously, especially children, do not imitate at home. He left open whether he meant the thing with the hot water bottle or with Barbara Valentin, “which can lead to injury.”
When an American station had been leaked that the US had made serious thoughts about our alliance capability.
Musical star of the evening was Engelbert Humperdinck, he sang the single hit, he ever had, “The Last Waltz”. Blessed German television time. Celebrities bizarre stuff and show acts. In this conservative mix Elstner was “Wetten, dass ..?” the biggest show in Europe. She was launched at the beginning of the Kohl years to water in a shallow basin lifestyle happiness and struck a chord. They soon had over 20 million viewers. Compared to five million today.
The Americans tried an imitation under the title “Wanna bet?” and brought money into the game, but the ABC kept in view lousy odds by only one season. The British managed under the title “You bet,” after all, almost ten years, which is probably due to its quirky sense of humor. British bet on everything. On final goals or the weather. At the end of the world according to the Mayan calendar. A mid eighty bet that he is a hundred. He won.
The really last bet
Betting is urmenschlich. In ancient Rome there was betting on Hannibal that he did not make it across the Alps – who had bet on him were slain, others sent against him to the front. Osama Bin Laden is said to have a bet with his bodyguards that the Americans will never detect it. About a payout is not known.
The most famous is probably the bet between God and Satan about Job’s piety, of course, wins the Almighty.
How do we get out of there now back to the surface? Perhaps so: I asked the question of possible bets on facebook, whereupon this lively and surreal and shameful blasphemous palaver was:
“Wetten, dass Matussek is more Catholic than God? “
” God is probably Muslim “
“Is not God in all this?”
“I would be interested what Precht says.”
It was nice suggestions for last betting. One claimed he could beat Klitschko Mikado. Idiotic, but purely optically certainly nice close-ups of these paws – you probably would have covered the transmission time. Very nice is also the idea to guess at the outbursts Jürgen Klopp’s opponent and the score and the date, the place in the table, the score and the injury list. Most of the proposals, however, were not able to transmit.
Frank Elstner managed dream Odds
Apparently you have enough playing tennis excavators or specialist for welding socks. Maybe more like this: Betting that the candidate, desirably an ethnologist who creates, on the basis of the breasts of Femen activists to guess their country of origin. Or to taste the difference between nuclear power and biopower, “Too bad, ladies and gentlemen, for the samples it has not worked out so well …”
As for the taste, there is indeed still the crayon bet of “Titanic” editor Bernd Fritz alone in the room which is quite like the ZDF thanks after he has them all fooled so great and cocky, and Tommy next to it, very cool in his black Fantasiestrampelanzug which Chose solves nice and without embarrassment on.
Some Doubtful then stole but sometimes in family home evening. There was the visually impaired candidate who claimed he could feel the color of textiles. And, in a belated test with several blindfolds and dark glasses, suspiciously often at the same fumbled.
Frank Elstner managed all these dream quotas, and handed over to Gottschalk, 1987, the only such a rascal, then more confident and Handsfree and unprepared chatted the show through German history and rode with her in the golden sunset. At the end was Tommy Las Vegas with puff sleeves and gold curls. They took him off to be friends with Shakira and many other stars, after all, he lived in Hollywood. You forgave him idiotic questions as to the Netrebko whether her husband would not be jealous when she sings a love duet with Villazón. No Sau interested in that, at the very least Gottschalk or Netrebko, but it did not matter, it was like this hairdresser chitchat to twelve million viewers.
The stars were gigantic, and betting spectacular
There were ten. And nine. Gradually stayed away viewers, the YouTube generation latched off. While the stars were gigantic, and betting spectacular, the larger arenas – my God, Madonna celebrated her comeback on “Wetten, dass ..?”, And Take That took their leave there
And so it went on until that bet that went wrong and the opportunity afforded to the exit.
Gottschalk remained indispensable , this savvy Strahlemann. Gottschalk is the relaxed German, as Jauch is the German nerd. The nerd prevailed. Who would have bet on it?
That much younger Markus Lanz has failed at this furniture from the last century, contrary to common belief has nothing to do with him do. He is a bright talker in a small group – only for the really big Saturday night bash, I would have advised him to make himself sometimes loosely, with whatsoever on, but that would say the stoned dude from “Big Lebowski”, ” is only just … um … your opinion, man. “
So now isses over, the program directors tinker with hot replenishment.
Now let “Grand Prize” will be launched again the.
After “Dalli Dalli “has already proven itself in the new edition
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