Bellerín and Monreal are perfect complements here. The younger Spaniard flexes his wit (“I’ve got Peter Crouch’s younger brother next to me...”; “After all the time he [Olivier Giroud] spent doing his hair, I think he deserved it [the goal], didn’t he?”) with his hilarious 70% Cockney, 30% Spanish accent funneled through a voice that verges on an Adam Sandler impression, while the older one plays the straight man, trying to keep up with the gameplay in English while his motor-mouth partner lets his lips fly.

See now, Gus, this isn’t so hard.

[Dirty Tackle]