Without ovation, this oration remains my favourite creation.
As ever, my ennunciation leaves a lot to be desired (Swizz is - I'm no
Swiss Miss) but(t) [Oh no - not THAT old chestnut !] the words
WORK and gave hope in their scope for ample textual and visual japery.
How's that (simply not cricket but(t)) [And AGAIN. Don't.] (/bat) a
(Wynken, Blynken 'n') nodto "Jokes and their Relation to the Unconscious" ?
Please roll over the text of this post to find [EXTRA EXTERNAL EXPLANATIONS].
The sporting-linkage (it's all balls....and bawling) stems from the music I
set the words to (probably) being the theme tune to Sky TV's "Soccer AM".
I have not been able to confirm this yet nor find the name of the composer
in order to give thanks and credit.
Play the pacey, passing-parsing, programme
(High Quality avi-conversion):
Video 1
(Subtitled, Recommended (Best for the deaf or anyone
who is not yet deaf & would rather not be rendered so) :
MY LYRICS SET TO
THE TV THEME TUNE
FROM "SOCCER AM"
Fraudulent
Freud
Found a HUGE haemorrhoid
Did not have much to say
About the way
That it has been raised
So he phrased
A question
Using auto-suggestion
Because
a nose that (s) knows
Is a proboscis thats prognoscis
DRIVES its diagnosis
To supporting sporting snorting
And reporting "Pop
!"
As an unconscious joke
About the poke of "Coke" Or maybe "tackling"
a crack about "Crack"
Free
AssociationFootball
Soccer succours cigar suckers
Ergo the Ego is hid in the Id
Until we "Slip" the skip
You don't need "The Magic Numbers" to tell you that "Three is a Magic Number" ;
I don't know if they would and, besides (and besides B-Sides), I think [FREE] is a
rather magic(k)er...1...2...many...You can count on that...or you can count
on an <abacus>, although I don't believe <ABBA cuss> a lot but I will swear
they're NOT a trio.
It is not a trio of "Trios" and the "3 Lions" are NOT 3 "Lion Bars".
[THIS] is a "Lion Bar" - Notice how the <"mane" "man"'s mandibles>
and the confectionary's caramelised content are ali(o)gned -
at 0:23 in a <deserving/dis-serving dissolving>, baring the [BITE]
of the biter and thebitten ; if not the bittern.
Just as fishy as the <[BITE] of a bittern> is HOW this chocolate could
stonewall sizzling in the searing, scorching, Serengeti sunlightsingeing and tinging the tail of this ad' (and its advocate) when its
only protection is a <wrapper> - and that <wrapper> not being
the sort of <rapper in Ray-Bans> who could [BAN] rays and "rap"
the knuckles of the Solar Patroller, "packing heat" to tell Heat
(if not "Heat" "Magazine" ) to "Pack up, Packet and<pack it> in !"
Why would it not melt ont das velt ? Is the source of its soul and its
sole still stilled by the chill <germane> [BITE] ofGerman Bight ?
For lyin' (supine) not <lyin' (fibbin')> "Lion "Baa !"s, please see my adaptation
of Larndarn poet, engraver and visionary William Blake's "The Tyger" :
...but ! To get back to the point - if EVER I can...
These
entitled "3 Lions"
are the heraldic
beasts that grace the breasts
of the badged :
ENGLAND - Three Lions on a Shirt
(and badgered ?) England Soccer Team's members as well as the threads of their
steadfast <same-shirt-sporting> (probably beer not port-supping) sup(-)porters.
The logo (adapted from a design initially on the arms of Crusader King
Richard the Lionheart) was brought to the fore of public consciousness in
the following chart-topping song that was first recorded and released when
Euro '96 was staged and contested on native English soil.
Don't forget you can (rock and) roll over these names for hyperlinks to
access further information at Wikipedia.
Curious that these singers appear to be another TRIO, and yet, at tea-time
there isn't a "Trio" in sight. Meanwhile Kellogg's Corn Flakes are clockable
on the kitchen counter.
Football Songs do not always have to be so directly ABOUT "the beautiful game".
"Nessun Dorma" from Giacomo Puccini's opera "Turandot" became a [HUGE HIT]
((")Number2(") (and that's about right)) as a result of the BBC choosing and
using it as the theme for its coverage of the Italia '90 World Cup Tournament. The
eponymous heroine of the <3 Act Opera>has <3Riddles> solved by Càlaf, a
<suitor>(who apparently doesn't <suit her>), this hero then has to <"marry"
Russian Roulette to Rumpelstiltskin>dragging a dutiful game through an awful
all-nighter before he can dismissMiss'smisses and make her his lawful"Mrs.".
"All'alba vincerò ! Vincerò ! Vincerò !" meaning : "At dawn I will win ! I will win !
I will win !", closes Càlaf's crepuscular chorusing. Here it is - celebrated, in Concert,
(and in tune (if not in Consett or in Tunisia)) by the collective called the"3 Tenors"
- a thrilling, trilling trio (not a "Trio") "composed" and comprised of 2 singing
Spainiards and 1 intoning Italian - the <GLEESOME THREESOME> of :
José Carreras, Plácido Domingo and Luciano Pavarotti.
The
Three Tenors Perform "Nessun Dorma" in Rome, 1990 :
Luciano's particular connection with soccer was that, in youth, he had had ambitions
to become a professional goalkeeper. (He perspired and) it transpired that a different
sort of "perfect pitch" was to out-weigh his formative fixation with the football field.
~ Note ~
The vigilant chanting, for a desired victory, of the 3-times-implored "I will win !" struck
a vocalised c(h)ord of accord with the terraced tribes. "3 Lions, 3 Tenors, 3 Cheers".
Most football fans give [CHEERS !] for Beers with
the clink of their glasses.
""Little "(Hans)" Jimmy Greaves
Here's someone with "glasses" who may soon make a right
spectacle of himself. The screen credit states that he is :
""Little "(Hans)" Jimmy Greaves".
"Little Hans" (and what he DOES with his Little Hands) is the infant
(micturating-minor) subject of a Case Study undertaken by the
psychoanalyst Sigmund Freud. The Wikipedia article about opera
composer Herbert Graf suggests that he and "Little Hans" were one
and the same. Small circles. OPERA. Everything is connected.
"Little Jimmy Greaves" was a fleet-foot England International Striker
who, at 5ft 8", wasn't that<small> and who certainly wasn't <short>
of goal-gaining grandeur - scoring, (by dashing in [DASHING DRAWERS],
(to eliminate [NO-SCORE DRAWS])), more than 2 scores of scores
for his country's cause <settling the "score"> that he <didn't score
more than Bobby Moore> who ((probably) aided and abetted)
netted 2 (totted in the back of the knotted net)
not 2 score plus22s
(minus "tutus").
The triumphant trophy-taking team of 1966 was minus this major player
on the day that they defeated Germany 4-2 but perhaps Jimmy "Grieves" no
"Moor(e)" now that he has (World Cup) Finally (June 10 2009) been awarded
a medal in recognition of his rôle in securing the England squad's sole
stratospheric success.
Here is the man who presented the accolade :
He has his own page (if not his own "page") here at this blog :
"Little Hans" was fascinated by the "widdlers" he witnessed on zoo animals.
In 1962 "Little Jimmy Greaves"'s shirt was witnessed being "widdled on"
by a loose (loo?) animal spoiling and soiling a possibly perfect pitch.
Enough about wee(,)people.
This <crasson thegrass> creature was a ChileanDog not a Chilli Dog.
For him, setting up a ***<Hot Dog's Hot Dogs> Stand *** might make
for a<perfect$alespitch> ; and if he were a she, with no balls and no
footballs, she'd be a <perfect$ales bitch>.
I don't know if "Little Jimmy Osmond" hasperfect pitch. I do know
that he does not appear here and there's also [NO SIGN] of "Little Eva",
"Little Richard" or......................................................... Littlehampton.
"Little Eva" might (emote and) loco-mote to it, although, it's a "Sign o' the Times"
(that Prince is the new "Little Richard" (Hmm. I wonder if that <A1 K9> was called
"Prince") and), that these days (with no "New Power Generation") she'd have to
<[STEAM IN] with the spectres>(if not the Spectors (or the Ticket Inspectors))
on a <ghost train>.
"People did not
believe in my facts and thought my theories unsavoury," -
SIGMUND
FREUD (THE REAL) on SCRATCHY VINYL by the (")muff(")led
sound of it.
Sigmund Freud - Big Bad Muvva Luvva
"Big Bad Muvva Luvva" = "Big Bad MOTHER-"Lover"".
Is it an inky inclination, insisting incest, that Sigmund Freud
(almost (all moist ?) in his <birthday suit>), keeps close to
his heart yet needs to get off his chest ?
Would it be (dumbly) <hum DRUM> but not "keeping ("mum(")"
to ask if "Totem and Taboo" should be "Totem and Tattoo" ?
"...talking errrr through the other end of his body,"
<Order the ball> to be <audible> when
<taking the mic'> with a <pick-me-up> that's ...
This is "The End"
(...peaking and perking and) picking up (not Peking and Perkin andpicklin' up) <<(POLLUTANTLY) PLEASURABLE PLOSIVES >> ;
[HOT AIR] laid bareby a <guffy(-in-the-buff)(y)> <must 'ave>
"Gustav (...Wind...)",'s indecent scent - sent to catch the drift
of a draught that is DAFT ; as I'm sure URL agree ; should you
brush withit (and not the law (of the land)) (or the lore of
Denis Law (of Scotland)) (to bristle) 'til (,wee,) we :
The "The End" at the end of [THIS] "This is The End" is the
"the end" at **BOTH** ends of "The End" - The Doors' opening
album-closing, career-commencing, epic, Attic, musical monologue.
"End"s might meet, over meat, at a meal that's replete, to over-eat with
a fine "Feast of Friends" ; tuck, hosted and toasted by the <main "Man(>)
Down"ing this Beggars Banquet-rivalling repast : one (over the eight,
over-voicing, over-reaching, over-too-soon) James Douglas Morrison
whose arrestingly Oedipal onstage outpourings and percussively
punctuated poetic posturings saw his and his (sometimes banned but
never bland) band propelled to prosperous prominence until the sway
of the swigger singer's (unJagger) swagger awed (and disordered)
audiences, alarming anxious authorities who sought to shorten his
beautiful (")(a) (little) game" by calling a (more than cooling)
[PENALTY !]
playing the less reefer-y referee's <(well) red card>against the
(no more "stoned" than "The Stones") rocked rocker's <well-read card>.
[SNAP !] it said and [SNAP !] he did.
There's another "man Down", left, let down, on the left. Wincing, he is
David Beckham - England's most-snapped Captain, a snappy-dresser
off the field he has been dismissed from for the deviant display of both
snapped tempers and snapped tendons.
In 2002, following a metatarsal-mashing clash with Aldo Duscher, the
bone-bruised Beckham had mere weeks in which to, at least, match match
("Ooo ! That's a [SNAP !]" and Ooo ! That's a quote from "Bod" which was
voiced and scored by Derek Griffiths who sings in the Trio advert
previously posted so that's : [SNAP !] again ! Two [SNAP !]s !! [SNAP !])
fitness in order to fly out to and partake in that year's World Cup Competition.
No doubt his tormented toe would have caused his foot to balloon.
"Oedipus" means "swollen foot". That's <SIMPLE>, not <COMPLEX>.
They think it's all over
"They think it's all over..."
Is it "all over" Number 6 (not "Number Six")'s finger ? What is "it" ?
Perhaps "it"
is "<SIMPLE> Soap"
that John
Terry is detecting on his digit.
"NOT PERFUMED. NOT COLOURED. JUST KIND.", the delicate, dirt-ditching,
detergent could be good for his <COMPLEX>ion - but, clearly, it can't
preserve the (squirted ?) squad's "clean sheet" nor defend the Defender,
[SNAP !] and his troubled team-mates, from "getting into a lather"
as the <Centre Back> et al are<sent er back> [SNAP !]
(blighted to Blighty) [SNAP !] for "an early bath".
"There were "tears before bedtime",
on the bus back to Britain, as [THIS] "They
think it's all over..." truly WAS the *final*
"The End" of England's
2006
World Cup (Final-missing)
campaign, although
if Freud had had ("had" and/or "had") lanky-lad
Peter Crouch on the couch [SNAP
!] [OUCH !],
he might vouch to couch pain and pick [THIS] pic' to
( "header" and Hedda-less)
head a pro-Cocaine Campaign.
Association Football Player Positions
Official Association Football Player Positions for the "4 3 3 Formation" :
Left wing Centre forward Right wing
Left midfield Centre midfield Right midfield
Left back Centre-back Centre-back Right Back
Goalkeeper
Player Positions
It may be a little "off centre" to make every "Centre" a "Centaur", there are
"Sent Tories" with their "Right Wing" politicallycampaigning posters
plus the Labour Party's equivalents and some ambivalence from Freud
seen, shimmying, as the floating voter in a trio (if not a Trio) of positions.
Indirect Free Kick
In a black()shirt, if not a black mood, Jung signals an "Indirect Free Kick" ;
he is not making any sort of political(ly jesting) gesture, he is not hailing
Hitler or a (black cab) taxi...
Tunnel
...perhaps <tax evasion> is on his mind as he skeddadles, burly, from
the Berlin stadium, to race to his roots in Switzerland en route for a full
European Tour. Like all the best gigs, (if not "<All, the Best>, Giggs"),
it's something of a blur, emotional and motional.
Perhaps [SNAP !] ((s) if not <Schnapps>)) "Tunnel Vision" is a cure
for "Motion Blur". Freud's "Tunnel Vision" would cause him to visualise
this tunnel as a vagina - decidedly a <MIDDLE passage> not a
<BACK passage> compelling expelling a (telling-smelling) back-packer.
Bridge
Jung turned his back on Freud's (blinking) blinkered "Tunnel Vision"...
Freud from Above
...and, arguably, looked down on his former
friend's "introverted", grass-roots view and its solitary
(un-"Football)
Focus(").
Freud from Below
With his head in the clouds and thinking the sky's the limit, (like Sky's
subscription charges for the football) [Heavens! ] Jung added
<<SOUL >>
to sole, ((to) 2 soles) (plimsolls) (not sole or "Soul II Soul"), leaving
his trainer in just the (injust ?) dust of train-trailling trainers.
Faster than a Speeding Bullet
[/caption]
Not swinging the lead, Jung takes the lead...and gets ahead.
I'm not going to say anything about <trains and tunnels>, I think
there's a full sequence of smutty allusions in "The Naked Gun"...
You'll just have to read between the lines
and not go off track.
Free Running
you'll just have to read between the lines
Giant German Football at the Brandenburg Gate, Berlin
in Celebration of the 2006 World Cup
German Football
Brandenburg
Giant German Football in Munich (and Celebration of the 2006 World Cup)
Munich Football
Giant <Light at Night> Football in Stuttgart, Germany (Celebrating
the 2006 World Cup).
Light Football
Giant Football in Paris (and celebration of the 2006 World Cup)