North Bank Bec
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@Real1_balogun Never occurred to me either, but makes a lot of sense!
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Until a few minutes ago, I didn't know the Premier League VAR operated from a central location.
I'd always thought they operate from every stadium.
The Premier League’s VAR operates from Stockley Park, a business estate in west London. The VAR hub contains a classroom, a gym, canteen and recovery zone.
For every game, there's a primary VAR, an assistant VAR and a replay operator and they all connect to the referee on the pitch.
Infrastructure at its best.
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@MartinSLewis You're a real one, Martin. I'm pretty rubbish at staying on top of these things and would have missed out if it wasn't for you. Just signed up, with 15 mins to spare before the 11.59pm deadline! Appreciate all your hard work, thank you.
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@luxemiaa Join in an apologise for the hassle he caused everyone too
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I’m on a plane and someone is in my window seat… that I paid extra for. He says “oh oops I’m in the row across from here, I’ll move if you want me to. I know it’s just a hassle having everyone get up for me to move”.
My answer (with a smile) “yes, please move. I don’t mind waiting. Thank you.”
Everyone proceeds to get up to let him through. He says to the people that have to get up. “Sigh I know it’s a hassle”
I move to my seat.
Am I supposed to feel bad about the “hassle”? I don’t.
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Think that's the most unearnt goal I have ever seen #souars
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Have they put magnets in the goalposts or something? #chears
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@siya6888 @now_arsenaI City can't be included on the list because they don't actually have any fans
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@now_arsenaI Cant wait for this international break to be over so we can all be like this guy till August .

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@aakashgupta Yea, no chance it's just that she's a great actress?
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She wasn't acting. And Ledger knew it.
Heath Ledger refused to do the full Joker in rehearsals. No voice, no laugh, no mannerisms. Christian Bale confirmed Ledger only turned the character on when cameras rolled. The cast had no idea what was coming.
This is the party scene. Ledger is holding a knife to Gyllenhaal's face telling a fake story about his scars. Gyllenhaal couldn't maintain eye contact. She was genuinely trying to pull away from him. She was silently looking at Nolan to stop the scene.
Ledger saw her break eye contact and improvised the line "Look at me." Four syllables that turned a scripted scene into something nobody on set could control.
Michael Caine forgot his lines the first time he saw Ledger in full Joker. A 75-year-old actor with 130 films on his résumé, and his brain locked up. Caine wrote in his memoir last year that Ledger was "a lovely guy, very gentle and unassuming" between takes. Skateboarded around set. Then the camera turned on and everyone on the crew froze.
The film made $1 billion. Ledger won a posthumous Oscar, only the second actor in history to do so. He died six months before the movie opened. He was 28.
The performance that redefined what a villain could be in a studio film was built on a simple trick: never let your scene partners rehearse against the real thing. When they finally see it, you get something a director can't manufacture. Actual fear on actual faces.
That's what Nolan saw through the monitor. And that's why he didn't say cut.
I'm Batman@BatmanTweetzz
you can literally see her looking at Nolan, waiting for him to say cut.... 💀🙌🏻
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I'm at a sports bar in Rome. Somehow ended up surrounded by a bunch of City fans and it's like having my own personal chorus of Gary Neville's. #COYG
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Not dealing with my emotions has also stolen my ability to read (no concentration) or sleep for any length of time, so I have taken to watching ENDLESS British crime dramas.
The mandatory opening scene is a chaotic family breakfast, featuring at least one person staring furtively at their scrambled eggs for Reasons Unknown. The cast needs to include Martin Clunes, or James Hannah (or both) and Nicola Walker, and a nice woman who used to be in Casualty, but you can’t remember her name, so you have to pause and look it up. The body is always found by a dog walker. Someone also has to vomit at this point (either the dog walker or a policeman fresh out of policeman school, either will do). The cast needs to include an eccentric pathologist, an enthusiastic but naïve junior detective, and a desk sergeant who knows more than he’s letting on. The main detective must have sketchy coping strategies and constantly argue with their boss, but rather than getting them sacked, this attitude somehow makes them better at solving crimes. There is a lot of car door slamming, and people are in such a rush to catch murderers, they never say goodbye to each other on the telephone. It’s also almost always set at the sea side, because you can conveniently throw things into the sea, like mobile telephones and murder weapons. The sea also provides ample opportunity for yet more furtive staring. At some point, the detective will need to consult a retired policeman who, quite fortuitously, remembers every single detail from a case he never solved in 1973. People stare out of windows and draw arrows on whiteboards. Then, just when everything seems hopeless, the eccentric pathologist rings at some ungodly hour of the morning with a break through, we discover the murderer didn’t clean their car boot out properly, and something the detective hasn’t been able to ‘quite put their finger on’ since episode two suddenly makes sense and they finally decide share it with the rest of us. The closing episode usually involves a tense car chase, lots of confrontation and shouting (usually in a multi-story car park or a disused warehouse), but finally we can all rest easy because the murderer is caught (and it’s never, ever the furtive starer).
Please God let my reading mojo come back soon or I will lose my ACTUAL MARBLES.
*watches another one*
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