Paddy & Molly: Show No Mersey β watching these MMA fighters limp through this show is just painful
Paddy βThe Baddyβ Pimblett and Molly βMeatballβ McCann are best friends and brilliant personalities. So how has this fly-on-the-wall series ended up so deeply awkward?
The ancient question, asked for millennia, the one our ancestors used to ask the gods at the top of great mountains: are athletes actually interesting when they are not throwing or catching a ball? There is a lot of evidence to suggest that the answer is βwell: no. But does it really matter?β Look at the Sports Personality of the Year award. Look at basically any post-game interview in any sport. Read any athleteβs autobiography apart from Andre Agassiβs. As argued better than Iβll ever touch it by David Foster Wallace in How Tracy Austin Broke My Heart, elite athletes necessarily have to have quite an uninteresting personality so they can have unshakeable focus when the heat is on. Intrusive intellectual thoughts can scupper a match-point. Thatβs why Cole Palmer is so good at penalties.
Paddy βThe Baddyβ Pimblett, then, is one of sportβs outliers. As a man of a certain age β and I have spoken to many friends about this, and we have all fallen to the curse β I have found myself losing hours to the Liverpudlian MMA fighterβs hypnotic YouTube channel. BBC Three has tried to capture it with this weekβs extraordinarily badly-named Paddy & Molly: Show No Mersey (a genuine offer to the BBC: Iβll come in when you announce the names of things, and bluntly tell you if they are bad, to avoid the embarrassment of Show No Mersey happening again. This one is bad).
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