So. there's a crazed gun-toting maniac cornered by police marksmen. Who turns up with a bottle of beer in one hand and a fried chicken in the other, to see what he can to help, like?
Paul Gascoigne!!
At which point everybody starts asking why the spectacle is dragging on and why they don't just shoot the guy instead of wasting our taxes paying for police time? And you can see where they are coming from, even if you don't agree with the sentiment.
But if they did, I'd always remember him for Italia '90.
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