Michael Owen?
Selv om man må antage, at der primært bliver tale om en reservetjans, så er det da usædvanligt morsomt, hvis man med "morsomt" mener "usædvanligt", og man med "usædvanligt" i virkeligheden mener "lettere retarderet". Selv uden forfærdelige sætninger a la "Det er ikke en storklub som Utd værdigt."
Forvent gerne flere parodier a la den her i den nærmeste fremtid:
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[Michael Owen looks into the lens of the camera]
´Is it on? It is, isn´t it? Tony? Is it..´
´Yes, for god´s sake, Mike, it is. Carry on.´
´It´s Michael.´
´What?´
´Michael. Michael Owen is always Michael, never Mike.´
´Alright, for fuck´s sake, just - ´
´Never swear at Michael Owen.´
´I´m sorry. Alright? I´m sorry. Just hold up the board, Michael, and let´s start.´
´Can´t we do this on a cruise liner?´
´Michael, look, we spent most of the money on that brochure. Finances are stretched and we can´t be ostentatious about this. Besides, your living room looks very nice.´
´Don´t like ostriches.´
´Ostentatious is...look, never mind. Just hold up the board and I´ll play the music.´
[Michael Owen sits in front of camera and holds up board upon which is written ´MICHEAL OWENN´S PRESENTASHUN TO MANCHESTRE UNITID: A PROPOESAL´ while ´Fanfare For The Common Man´ is briefly and loudly played.]
´Hello, Manchester United. It is me, Michael Owen and..´
´Put the board down.´
´Alright, the Glazers are a bunch of rotten wasters who..´
´No, that board, the board you´re holding..´
´Sorry. There. Hello, Manchester United, for it is I, Michael Owen, England Icon and football star, with a presentation for you to consider when you think about buying a top-quality proven striker, which is me, obviously (points to himself).
With my talent, skill, quickness and saver fares - ´
´That´s savoir faire, Michael.´
´What? What´s that mean?´
´It means ´ability to deal with any situation´´
´Like when you stuff a draught excluder down the toilet and have to pull it out again?´
(pause of disbelief) ´Yes...yes, Michael. Please continue.´
´With my talent, skill and savoury flares, you get the full package: commitment, focus, desire to win and salmon en croute.´
´Hold it. Hold it there, Michael. Salmon en croute?´
´Yes, (looks smug), it´s a fancy phrase meaning ´the ability to deal with any situa - ´
´That´s savoir faire, Michael! You´re copying what I´ve done and, instead, simply mentioned a dish instead of a phrase!´
´Just trying to be clever and all that.´
´Leave the phrases and clever talk to me, Michael, and just carry on. We´ve got to get this on DVD and wing it down to Old Trafford as soon as possible. Please stick to what we´ve agreed.´
´Okay. (To camera) What do I have to offer? Well, maximum experience with Liverpool, England and Real Madrid, where I shone and proved what a great scorer of the goals I was and that. I´m brilliant and great and can score at any angle and at any - ´
´Newcastle.´
´What?´
´You forgot to mention Newcastle.´
´Don´t want to.´
´Mention it, Michael.´
´No.
´Michael - ´
´No. I hated it at Newcastle! They were horrible to me! They kept nicking my Harry Potter books and smearing Nutella on every two pages! Obafemi Martins would take all my supply of Weetabix and use them to spell out the word ´Bollocks´ on the training ground! Alan Shearer would bend me over and make me smell Nicky Butt´s farts! I took my pet goldfish, Carragher, to the changing rooms one day and never saw it again! And we went down to the Championship! It wasn´t my fault! Michael Owen never gets relegated, do you hear? Never! I´m Michael Owen! I´m better than anyone else! I ought to be King of Mars and have any woman I like!´
´Alright, Michael...alright. Calm down.´
´Want to be King of Mars..´
´There. Okay. Calm down. Take it easy. Ssh. Okay. Okay. Are we better?´
´Yeah.´
´Okay. Let´s continue.´
´Okay....well, I suppose you´d want to see me in action? Well, here´s some clips of me being really fantastic...what?´
´We can´t, Michael. Clips are expensive. You´d have to talk to the television companies, there´d have to be negotiations and fees for just a minute´s worth of footage and..´
´Can I do my bit then?´
´What bit are you talking about, Micha - oh, that.´
´Yeah!´
´I wouldn´t advise it.´
´Go on.´
´No, Michael, I...(whispers) Jesus Christ..´
[Michael bring out a large piece of plywood which has a huge host of toy soldiers stuck onto it with small blobs of Blu Tack. On one half stands a solitary toy soldier, while on the other half are a clustered group of plastic figures]
´Michael..´
´This (points to lone plastic figure) is Michael Owen, brilliant striker and King of Mars, player with Liverpool, Real Madrid and England! I like Poyoco and Marzipan! These (points to larger group of plastic figures) are all other players who stink because they´ll never be as good as Michael Owen! To prove how crap they are, this is what happens when they´re in the same space as Michael Owen -
(Michael brings out a hammer and starts to strike the grouping of toy soldiers hard, the mass exploding across the carpet in a shower of plastic bits and blobs of Blu Tack until only the solitary soldier is left standing)
- they´re all smashed to pieces due to the power of Michael Owen! That´s what happens when you mess with the Mikester! I am a carnage trolley! I´m a sandwich of beef-flavoured chaos! I´m a death machine!´
(He stares at the camera for a long moment, hammer held aloft in beaming triumph)
´Michael..´
´RAAAARRRGH!´
´Michael.´
´Yeah?´
´Shall we wrap it up?´
´Okay. Quite enjoyed that. Will they think I´m worth signing?´
´Yes, Michael. I can hear the pen sweeping across that contract right now. You can almost feel the win bonuses flapping against your fingers. I´ll have my camera back, please.´
´Can I just show my bottom?´
´No, Michael, I think it´s better if you..´
[The camera shifts and tilts as Michael quickly stands up and begins to pull down the seat of his tracksuit bottoms]
´Michael, for the love of god, will you just - ´
[The sound cuts out and all goes black]