Around 23 o’clock, you realize: Something is not right, something is different. Because, for the first Time in the public history of his reliably weird, cloudy, clumsy companies with is in a fever, suddenly, with Lothar Matthäus.
How could this happen?
in Front of just under three hours, has labeled him ridiculed as he was running in the düsseldorf Darts Arena, the Polyester camisole with the self-chosen battle “Il grande”, on its side, a professional dart-thrower, who had covered the glatzige page game of his yellow Mohawk hairstyle with the Logo of the sponsor pizza.de .
Only a few days after the real Darts championship in London’s Alexandra Palace (or Ally Pally as the real tips of the Fans say) to fight some of the real greats of this sport, the victory at the trashy celebrity-variant, but the circumstances in which they are first pounded from the hall of audience to Klump.
You see people, completely out of control and just before “knickers striker”-complete escalation. As the deer made up, as the Smurfs dressed in Tiger-full-body costumes keep, in part, obvious severe signs schwankener Beklopptheit drunk, high: “boss, tomorrow I’m sick”, “We greet strunkel bude”,”mom, I’m fine.”
is a exalted mitgehendes audience well-known Darts-tournament tradition, but here you will feel while watching, as you will need to spend fasting for several hours for the best Suffski-time in the drinking devil, or in the elbschloss Keller, after a quarter of an hour one is exhausted.
Because sound and camera direction seem to be Smaller too-coward-to-moderate, and Moderator Joko winter scheidt works in the midst of this Chav-Umtosung, as he had to tame on his first day as a kindergarten, a Horde of merciless kids in the Cola-sugar rush. Then Ex-goalkeeper, a running-now-critter Tim Wiese with a spotty Jersey, and you can’t see it at home: Is it blood or is it just a self-Tanner?
bowling with The Trauma from the disastrous RTL2-celebrity, the last major Trash-sport event, is still sitting low, and the result expected to be similar to Bad, as the TV chef Tim Mälzer marched, flanked by a glittering lady with a “Car-Teile24″sash. “”‘Loddar’, the March-on-Girl is Single”, and will later inform helpful shield swivel his With-Darter Matthew. But then, as you are already on the verge of is, the crusty eggnog-Altflasche break happens after a few rounds, in each of which a celebrity-a professional Team competes against another, something Unexpected happened: It suddenly starts to are seriously interested in Darts.
is Completely clear, and quickly: Without the professionals, this Show would be a debacle, because the most prominent Parts of throwing your arrows, rather uncontrollably.
With you, however, the tournament is a surprisingly entertaining, if it’s only slipped once in the rhythm: in each round, “Leg”, will have to throw the launcher your counter from 501 points to the exact Zero. The lion’s share of the work of the professionals, variables such as the 16-times world champion Phil Taylor, “Flying Scotsman” Gary Anderson, the bonded to said logo “Snakebite” Peter Wright and, of course, the reigning world champion Michael van Gerwen, starting with Meadow.
Everything Darts legends, which have their own crowd chants, seemingly effortlessly, to the optimum throw of 180 create – three Times in a row to Triple-20-Field, but between times a 1 throw, if you can’t, you don’t need. Because Darts-professional-Elmar Paulke commented on this expertly and calmly, you learn to actually do something, and also be understood as a Darts newbie against 22.30 clock, phrases like “Up to now, has not yet checked not a professional a Leg”. “This is not tit so a silicone-Event as usual at ProSieben”, exults in between, Tim Mälzer, “kiss my ass: Phil Taylor, my God!”. “Tim, let me smell your breath”, asks the Moderator of the winter scheidt.
for A while makes it look really fun: The linkszwinkrige Targeting Tim Wiese who can actually land a “Robin Hood”, so a Dart that impales another. The joy of Moderator Matthias Opdenhövel who checks out shortly before midnight as the first celebrity, exactly the missing double points until Zero throws. The nerves of steel of Mario Basler (of bursae half prevented Reiner Calmund to the departure), which suggests that he might have spent during his professional football might be a bit of time in a pub. Once he throws even 136 points. “Basel, Basler, Basler is in need of a beer”, whine the 1500 Fans.
the whole Company Then proceeds, unfortunately, the audience entirely out of control, and it is hoped a long time, sometimes really nasty Grölereien would be at the end maybe just an elaborately staged agony examination for the always helpful Joko winter scheidt looser, so that his companion Klaas can jump up at any Moment from a malice-cake.
“Mario, you Gypsy”, bleats the tumbe mass finally persevering to the participants in Basel, which is at least irritating. Winter scheidt tried to save the Situation: In the Rhineland Gypsy “is” the common name for a woman hero. Then the broadcast is interrupted suddenly in the middle of the Leg for a commercial break. Any taming attempts of the audience fruit not a bit: The competition will end with the sound “Joko, you Gypsy”-Call
Eventually, the hall, the audience is exhausted, fortunately, of itself, only one man acknowledged each throw with an enthusiastic “oooh”s, but the air is after almost five hours (including a thickness of the hour ad breaks) then out for good.
There is a nice Semi-Tumult, as in the semi-finals three profit-to achieve Legs, this circumstance is not, however, arrived at Tim Wiese and his Partner Michael van Gerwen. “Yes what?” roars Meadow, threatening distended, in the direction of the winter scheidt, as he should after two profit rates, surprisingly, a third play, and says something like “if we Had lost, I would have your head broken” sounds.
Since we loose power at home then but still a bit of residual empathy for his opponent in the final, Matthew (who had in the meantime checked out scores a 67 out) – at the end of the Meadow, and van siegen still Gerwen.
With a little more order, concept and direction, you could try the next year again. Or you try the same with a completely new, Tim Wiese-inspired sport called Darstling: only throw arrows, then Rangel manner, as a rule, ambiguities auswresteln.
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