Discussion: Txiki Begiristain (2014/15)

[sam663]

We've got one of the best squads in the league already. Just not playing to its full capability.

BOOO!

 

[SJT]

Taxi for Txiki

theres a t-shirt

 

[EL APACHE TEVEZ]

This bloke should be first out the door.

 

[Gelsons Dad]

A short play by Beckett. Waiting for Pep.

What is it?
TXIKI: I don't know. A willow.
FERRAN: Where are the leaves?
TXIKI: It must be dead.
FERRAN: No more weeping.
TXIKI: Or perhaps it's not the season.
FERRAN: Looks to me more like a bush.
TXIKI: A shrub.
FERRAN: A bush.
TXIKI: A—. What are you insinuating? That we've come to the wrong place?
FERRAN: He should be here.
TXIKI: He didn't say for sure he'd come.
FERRAN: And if he doesn't come?
TXIKI: We'll come back tomorrow.
FERRAN: And then the day after tomorrow.
TXIKI: Possibly.
FERRAN: And so on.
TXIKI: The point is—
FERRAN: Until he comes.
TXIKI: You're merciless.
FERRAN: We came here yesterday.
TXIKI: Ah no, there you're mistaken.
FERRAN: What did we do yesterday?
TXIKI: What did we do yesterday?
FERRAN: Yes.
TXIKI: Why . . . (Angrily.) Nothing is certain when you're about.
FERRAN: In my opinion we were here.
TXIKI: (looking round). You recognize the place?
FERRAN: I didn't say that.
TXIKI: Well?
FERRAN: That makes no difference.
TXIKI: All the same . . . that tree . . . (turning towards auditorium) that bog . . .
FERRAN: You're sure it was this evening?
TXIKI: What?
FERRAN: That we were to wait.
TXIKI: He said Saturday. (Pause.) I think.
FERRAN: You think.
TXIKI: I must have made a note of it. (He fumbles in his pockets, bursting with miscellaneous rubbish.)
FERRAN: (very insidious). But what Saturday? And is it Saturday? Is it not rather Sunday? (Pause.) Or Monday? (Pause.) Or Friday?
TXIKI: (looking wildly about him, as though the date was inscribed in the landscape). It's not possible!
FERRAN: Or Thursday?
TXIKI: What'll we do?
FERRAN: If he came yesterday and we weren't here you may be sure he won't come again today.
TXIKI: But you say we were here yesterday.
FERRAN: I may be mistaken. (Pause.) Let's stop talking for a minute, do you mind?

 

[GaudinoMotors]

A short play by Beckett. Waiting for Pep.

What is it?
TXIKI: I don't know. A willow.
FERRAN: Where are the leaves?
TXIKI: It must be dead.
FERRAN: No more weeping.
TXIKI: Or perhaps it's not the season.
FERRAN: Looks to me more like a bush.
TXIKI: A shrub.
FERRAN: A bush.
TXIKI: A—. What are you insinuating? That we've come to the wrong place?
FERRAN: He should be here.
TXIKI: He didn't say for sure he'd come.
FERRAN: And if he doesn't come?
TXIKI: We'll come back tomorrow.
FERRAN: And then the day after tomorrow.
TXIKI: Possibly.
FERRAN: And so on.
TXIKI: The point is—
FERRAN: Until he comes.
TXIKI: You're merciless.
FERRAN: We came here yesterday.
TXIKI: Ah no, there you're mistaken.
FERRAN: What did we do yesterday?
TXIKI: What did we do yesterday?
FERRAN: Yes.
TXIKI: Why . . . (Angrily.) Nothing is certain when you're about.
FERRAN: In my opinion we were here.
TXIKI: (looking round). You recognize the place?
FERRAN: I didn't say that.
TXIKI: Well?
FERRAN: That makes no difference.
TXIKI: All the same . . . that tree . . . (turning towards auditorium) that bog . . .
FERRAN: You're sure it was this evening?
TXIKI: What?
FERRAN: That we were to wait.
TXIKI: He said Saturday. (Pause.) I think.
FERRAN: You think.
TXIKI: I must have made a note of it. (He fumbles in his pockets, bursting with miscellaneous rubbish.)
FERRAN: (very insidious). But what Saturday? And is it Saturday? Is it not rather Sunday? (Pause.) Or Monday? (Pause.) Or Friday?
TXIKI: (looking wildly about him, as though the date was inscribed in the landscape). It's not possible!
FERRAN: Or Thursday?
TXIKI: What'll we do?
FERRAN: If he came yesterday and we weren't here you may be sure he won't come again today.
TXIKI: But you say we were here yesterday.
FERRAN: I may be mistaken. (Pause.) Let's stop talking for a minute, do you mind?

So is Godot coming?

 

[blueparrot]

A short play by Beckett. Waiting for Pep.

What is it?
TXIKI: I don't know. A willow.
FERRAN: Where are the leaves?
TXIKI: It must be dead.
FERRAN: No more weeping.
TXIKI: Or perhaps it's not the season.
FERRAN: Looks to me more like a bush.
TXIKI: A shrub.
FERRAN: A bush.
TXIKI: A—. What are you insinuating? That we've come to the wrong place?
FERRAN: He should be here.
TXIKI: He didn't say for sure he'd come.
FERRAN: And if he doesn't come?
TXIKI: We'll come back tomorrow.
FERRAN: And then the day after tomorrow.
TXIKI: Possibly.
FERRAN: And so on.
TXIKI: The point is—
FERRAN: Until he comes.
TXIKI: You're merciless.
FERRAN: We came here yesterday.
TXIKI: Ah no, there you're mistaken.
FERRAN: What did we do yesterday?
TXIKI: What did we do yesterday?
FERRAN: Yes.
TXIKI: Why . . . (Angrily.) Nothing is certain when you're about.
FERRAN: In my opinion we were here.
TXIKI: (looking round). You recognize the place?
FERRAN: I didn't say that.
TXIKI: Well?
FERRAN: That makes no difference.
TXIKI: All the same . . . that tree . . . (turning towards auditorium) that bog . . .
FERRAN: You're sure it was this evening?
TXIKI: What?
FERRAN: That we were to wait.
TXIKI: He said Saturday. (Pause.) I think.
FERRAN: You think.
TXIKI: I must have made a note of it. (He fumbles in his pockets, bursting with miscellaneous rubbish.)
FERRAN: (very insidious). But what Saturday? And is it Saturday? Is it not rather Sunday? (Pause.) Or Monday? (Pause.) Or Friday?
TXIKI: (looking wildly about him, as though the date was inscribed in the landscape). It's not possible!
FERRAN: Or Thursday?
TXIKI: What'll we do?
FERRAN: If he came yesterday and we weren't here you may be sure he won't come again today.
TXIKI: But you say we were here yesterday.
FERRAN: I may be mistaken. (Pause.) Let's stop talking for a minute, do you mind?

And I suppose back home Sheik Mansour says to Khaldoun, whats happenning with a new manager
Khaldoun = no idea left it up to Txiki
Mansour = thats ok then lets not get involved.
Khaldoun = Ok boss
Yeah thats likely. You really have no idea who runs our club.

 

[r.soleofsalford]

Would have thought if that happened we'd have a very good squad.

Really? REALLY?

Yeah. People are getting carried away with a bad run of form.

We've got one of the best squads in the league already. Just not playing to its full capability.

completely agree with the best squad bit. all we need now is a capable and tactically aware manager to get the best

 

[crystal_mais]

A short play by Beckett. Waiting for Pep.

What is it?
TXIKI: I don't know. A willow.
FERRAN: Where are the leaves?
TXIKI: It must be dead.
FERRAN: No more weeping.
TXIKI: Or perhaps it's not the season.
FERRAN: Looks to me more like a bush.
TXIKI: A shrub.
FERRAN: A bush.
TXIKI: A—. What are you insinuating? That we've come to the wrong place?
FERRAN: He should be here.
TXIKI: He didn't say for sure he'd come.
FERRAN: And if he doesn't come?
TXIKI: We'll come back tomorrow.
FERRAN: And then the day after tomorrow.
TXIKI: Possibly.
FERRAN: And so on.
TXIKI: The point is—
FERRAN: Until he comes.
TXIKI: You're merciless.
FERRAN: We came here yesterday.
TXIKI: Ah no, there you're mistaken.
FERRAN: What did we do yesterday?
TXIKI: What did we do yesterday?
FERRAN: Yes.
TXIKI: Why . . . (Angrily.) Nothing is certain when you're about.
FERRAN: In my opinion we were here.
TXIKI: (looking round). You recognize the place?
FERRAN: I didn't say that.
TXIKI: Well?
FERRAN: That makes no difference.
TXIKI: All the same . . . that tree . . . (turning towards auditorium) that bog . . .
FERRAN: You're sure it was this evening?
TXIKI: What?
FERRAN: That we were to wait.
TXIKI: He said Saturday. (Pause.) I think.
FERRAN: You think.
TXIKI: I must have made a note of it. (He fumbles in his pockets, bursting with miscellaneous rubbish.)
FERRAN: (very insidious). But what Saturday? And is it Saturday? Is it not rather Sunday? (Pause.) Or Monday? (Pause.) Or Friday?
TXIKI: (looking wildly about him, as though the date was inscribed in the landscape). It's not possible!
FERRAN: Or Thursday?
TXIKI: What'll we do?
FERRAN: If he came yesterday and we weren't here you may be sure he won't come again today.
TXIKI: But you say we were here yesterday.
FERRAN: I may be mistaken. (Pause.) Let's stop talking for a minute, do you mind?

And I suppose back home Sheik Mansour says to Khaldoun, whats happenning with a new manager
Khaldoun = no idea left it up to Txiki
Mansour = thats ok then lets not get involved.
Khaldoun = Ok boss
Yeah thats likely. You really have no idea who runs our club.

Looks like a good amount don't know how things work in organisations.

 

[blueinsa]

A short play by Beckett. Waiting for Pep.

What is it?
TXIKI: I don't know. A willow.
FERRAN: Where are the leaves?
TXIKI: It must be dead.
FERRAN: No more weeping.
TXIKI: Or perhaps it's not the season.
FERRAN: Looks to me more like a bush.
TXIKI: A shrub.
FERRAN: A bush.
TXIKI: A—. What are you insinuating? That we've come to the wrong place?
FERRAN: He should be here.
TXIKI: He didn't say for sure he'd come.
FERRAN: And if he doesn't come?
TXIKI: We'll come back tomorrow.
FERRAN: And then the day after tomorrow.
TXIKI: Possibly.
FERRAN: And so on.
TXIKI: The point is—
FERRAN: Until he comes.
TXIKI: You're merciless.
FERRAN: We came here yesterday.
TXIKI: Ah no, there you're mistaken.
FERRAN: What did we do yesterday?
TXIKI: What did we do yesterday?
FERRAN: Yes.
TXIKI: Why . . . (Angrily.) Nothing is certain when you're about.
FERRAN: In my opinion we were here.
TXIKI: (looking round). You recognize the place?
FERRAN: I didn't say that.
TXIKI: Well?
FERRAN: That makes no difference.
TXIKI: All the same . . . that tree . . . (turning towards auditorium) that bog . . .
FERRAN: You're sure it was this evening?
TXIKI: What?
FERRAN: That we were to wait.
TXIKI: He said Saturday. (Pause.) I think.
FERRAN: You think.
TXIKI: I must have made a note of it. (He fumbles in his pockets, bursting with miscellaneous rubbish.)
FERRAN: (very insidious). But what Saturday? And is it Saturday? Is it not rather Sunday? (Pause.) Or Monday? (Pause.) Or Friday?
TXIKI: (looking wildly about him, as though the date was inscribed in the landscape). It's not possible!
FERRAN: Or Thursday?
TXIKI: What'll we do?
FERRAN: If he came yesterday and we weren't here you may be sure he won't come again today.
TXIKI: But you say we were here yesterday.
FERRAN: I may be mistaken. (Pause.) Let's stop talking for a minute, do you mind?

And I suppose back home Sheik Mansour says to Khaldoun, whats happenning with a new manager
Khaldoun = no idea left it up to Txiki
Mansour = thats ok then lets not get involved.
Khaldoun = Ok boss
Yeah thats likely. You really have no idea who runs our club.

Looks like a good amount don't know how things work in organisations.

Understandable disappointment and anger has turned into mass hysteria for far too many im afraid.

 

[Gelsons Dad]

Some very precious posters today.
Take a breath and ask yourself in what light would someone satirise the on-going Pep hysteria on bluemoon by quoting Samuel Becketts Waiting for Godot?

Then take your heads for a wobble ;-)