Gavin having a d&m with Rebecca whilst perched awkwardly on the plough was one of them. Then he leaned in for the kiss and I had to watch a full five minutes of City Homicide just to erase the memory. Mind you, the acting endeavours of Aaron Pederson were no more palatable.
And surely well-to-do Farmer Phil could have done better than “she ticked all the boxes and I ticked her box”… way too much information Phil-thy! Did anyone actually believe she was interested in him by the way? I ain’t sayin she a golddigga…
Speaking of Kanye, if the Before the Game panel are prepared to cast the net a little wider for my favourite segment this week, Kanye is a cert for Tool of the Week. What an absolute muppet. Sure, if Taylor Swift had actually been singing I wouldn’t have minded if he unplugged her microphone… but wrenching it from her as she accepted an award was very uncool.
A note to Mr West… stop being such a tool and start working on producing another album as good as College Dropout. Word.
There have been some good chick flicks in my time, but none which hold a candle to Dirty Dancing. Nobody could rock a high-waisted trouser like you Patrick. And despite your many cinematic indiscretions since 1987 (obvious exceptions: Ghost, Point Break and Donnie Darko), you will forever live on in our hearts, minds and living rooms as Johnny Castle.
Celebs and fans alike have rushed to the internet airwaves to attest to what a top bloke you were, always displaying humility and compassion. This was never more evident than in 2004, when you turned up at the premiere of Dirty Dancing: Havana Nights. That was probably tougher than chemo.
R.I.P Patrick.
“I'm gonna do my kind of dancin' with a great partner, who's not only a terrific dancer; somebody who's taught me that there are people willing to stand up for other people no matter what it costs them; somebody who's taught me about the kind of person I wanna be”.
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