A football player wins “Let’s Dance” – and shows that this show despite Choreografiestrenge much is still possible. . Besides non-annoying Moderation
What crazy urgently prohibited include The weltenumspannende Salbader-Ailing-Rekapitualationsrede before final show pronouncements. Endless Schwurbel attracted the moderators Sylvie Meis and Daniel Hartwig, as it finally, finally it went to four already unnecessarily clad in the width show hours, the new “Let’s dance” to crown winner.
Declared as a precaution again that They said they were just in a dance show that all three remaining candidates were consequently a lot of dancing, which surprisingly brought some effort and hardships with them, and they reported signal, if one or the other present and viewers meantime memory weakening should be like a piano on his head, which was all so happened twenty minutes ago.
All the more bizarre because was it then immediately disconnected after the proclamation of the new Dancing Stars final – like you would the newly crowned ex-professional football player Hans Sarpei watched a bit at his boisterous Ziegenböckchensprüngen
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Moderationsbot Meis: “! So great that will be hammergeil”
Dramatically seen offered the staff position of this longest unprecedented “Let’s Dance” -Turniers good stuff – with three finalists who represent three different Let’s dance virtues: ex-weightlifter Matthias Steiner is not yet cured dancer who had to be carved out of his partner in the course of eleven weeks show laboriously from a Tapsebärkörper. Hans Sarpei is the flash talent with rubber hip, where everything looks so simple and to mislead a lot of fun. And actress and presenter Minh-Khai Phan-Thi is the ambitious Seelenumstülperin, often still fathoms tears difficult emotions tipped to their dances on the dance floor.
Ouch, emotions! If there is one word that you may not hear about for the next three weeks after the “Let’s Dance” marathon, this is it, by Sylvie van der Vaart in the finals to the wizened word envelope ausgezutzelte term. Paradoxically worked Meis, depending penetranter they described as mistaken emotional and full of emotion now everything zugehe again, increasingly like a card verlesender Moderationsbot. “So great! This will be hammergeil!” She announced from time to time with the persuasiveness of a straight root canal treatment preparatory coarse dentist. “What goes through your mind now, how happy are you now?” she asked Phan Thi-after having been run for their grandiose dance just the second time the highest score of 30 points. And one wishes so much that anyone these non-issues by not having a non-response (“Feel very emotional”) would be completed, but with “Oh OK, got a little bloating, cursed pork.”
Whimsical Hoppelpoppel – why Steiner not won
On the other hand the moderation contrast between unwinding-Meis and the extra-flaky Daniel Hartwig is already an integral part of “Let’s Dance” -Folklore as the fun lifts the juror Jorge Gonzales (this time: A kind bodysuit, apparently made from a Kevlar-Barber cape) and other comical, always welcome outfit details (attached to the wrists of the dancers flags with which they then remember decorated Wedding motorcade cars). Equally painful but apparently equally inescapable as the Meis’schen Stoics moderations are incidentally also sometimes amazingly horrible cover versions of “Let’s Dance” -Showkapelle – their lowest point they found this year if possible in taste already difficult Andreas Gabalier medley, to the Matthias Steiner its final Freestyle denied.
It was probably this whimsical Hoppelpoppel from bäurischem tamping, rural Todesschluchzer and speed shoe Plattling, the Steiner eventually robbed the chances of victory. At the end of his partner Leonova slumped painfully tears together – she had been injured at the beginning at the ankle, but adamantly persevered.
“In the end I am very surprised that I – can dance”
fright moments of real emotion, on the then Moderator Hartwig stumbled because such situations precisely not easily wegmoderieren. Real aching pain between all the pain Show So, about the over bombastic, campy gladiator finals of Minh Khai Phan-Thi and her dance coach Massimo Sinato: flames, columns, cartoon dress, Ku Klux Klan-extras! What was sorely missed in the Euro Vision Song Contest, here it was delivered.
Although Phan Thi and Sarpei should be probably been technically on par, the Final Freestyle of the ex-athlete had maybe just yet of effortless, self-evident, effortless. Whether at the end of this quality, or call at Facebook earned him the victory, in which he asked his fans, the points avarice ends Jurygrinch Joachim Llambi with their votes calls to play a trick -. Regardless
“At the end I am very surprised that I – can dance, “says Sarpei, and that’s actually a real emotional times set. Before something unchoreografiert gets out of hand, jumps fortunately finally has the Meisbot from the wings: “And do not forget,” he says monotonstmöglich “. Dancing is dreaming with your legs”
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