Тед Лассо: Статья Трента

Little tradition. Let battle commence.

ˈlɪtəl trəˈdɪʃən. lɛt ˈbætəl kəˈmɛns.

Ted Lasso?

tɛd ˈlæsoʊ?

Hey there, Ollie.

heɪ ðɛr, ˈɑli.

Leave it out. What are you doing here?

liv ɪt aʊt. wət ər ju duɪŋ hir?

Well, I mean, you invited me, remember?

wɛl, aɪ min, ju ˌɪnˈvaɪtɪd mi, rɪˈmɛmbər?

I invite every person who's been in my car.

aɪ ˌɪnˈvaɪt ˈɛvəri ˈpərsən huz bɪn ɪn maɪ kɑr.

Hey, Ollie. This is my friend, Trent. Trent, this is my buddy, Ollie.

heɪ, ˈɑli. ðɪs ɪz maɪ frɛnd, trɛnt. trɛnt, ðɪs ɪz maɪ ˈbədi, ˈɑli.

Pleased to meet you.

plizd tɪ mit ju.

Congrats. You both just met a cool person.

kənˈgræts. ju boʊθ ʤɪst mɛt ə kul ˈpərsən.

Right, gentlemen. You know what you're having?

raɪt, ˈʤɛnəlmɪn. ju noʊ wət jʊr ˈhævɪŋ?

Yeah. Well, you know, whatever the chef recommends.

jæ. wɛl, ju noʊ, ˌwəˈtɛvər ðə ʃɛf ˌrɛkəˈmɛndz.

That would be my father-in-law. Are you okay with a little bit of spice?

ðət wʊd bi maɪ ˈfɑðərɪnˌlɔ. ər ju ˌoʊˈkeɪ wɪθ ə ˈlɪtəl bɪt əv spaɪs?

Have him make it for us like we're a couple members of the family.

hæv ɪm meɪk ɪt fər ˈjuˈɛs laɪk wɪr ə ˈkəpəl ˈmɛmbərz əv ðə ˈfæməli.

You're a brave man. Oh, man. Mad respect.

jʊr ə breɪv mæn. oʊ, mæn. mæd rɪˈspɛkt.

That might not be the wisest of choices.

ðət maɪt nɑt bi ðə ˈwaɪzəst əv ˈʧɔɪsɪz.

Here you go, boys. Dig in.

hir ju goʊ, bɔɪz. dɪg ɪn.

Can't wait. The smell's already deep inside my brain.

kænt weɪt. ðə smell's ɔˈrɛdi dip ˌɪnˈsaɪd maɪ breɪn.

You're going to love it.

jʊr goʊɪŋ tɪ ləv ɪt.

I appreciate it.

aɪ əˈpriʃiˌeɪt ɪt.

I can't imagine they have good Indian food in Kansas.

aɪ kænt ˌɪˈmæʤən ðeɪ hæv gʊd ˈɪndiən fud ɪn ˈkænzəs.

I have no idea. I've never had Indian food.

aɪ hæv noʊ aɪˈdiə. aɪv ˈnɛvər hæd ˈɪndiən fud.

Wow, that... I mean, that's hot. Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy. Feel like I'm about to breathe fire.

waʊ, ðət... aɪ min, ðæts hɑt. oʊ bɔɪ, oʊ bɔɪ, oʊ bɔɪ. fil laɪk əm əˈbaʊt tɪ brið faɪər.

I don't think I can eat that.

aɪ doʊnt θɪŋk aɪ kən it ðət.

What? No, no, no. Come on now. We have got to put a decent dent in this. Otherwise, we're going to embarrass Ollie in front of his family.

wət? noʊ, noʊ, noʊ. kəm ɔn naʊ. wi hæv gɑt tɪ pʊt ə ˈdisənt dɛnt ɪn ðɪs. ˈəðərˌwaɪz, wɪr goʊɪŋ tɪ ɪmˈbɛrəs ˈɑli ɪn frənt əv hɪz ˈfæməli.

Are you enjoying the food?

ər ju ˌɛnˈʤɔɪɪŋ ðə fud?

Tell your father-in-law it's perfect.

tɛl jʊr ˈfɑðərɪnˌlɔ ɪts ˈpərˌfɪkt.

Dad! He says it's perfect!

dæd! hi sɪz ɪts ˈpərˌfɪkt!

Ted. What you're doing is irresponsible. This club actually means something to this town.

tɛd. wət jʊr duɪŋ ɪz ˌɪrəˈspɑnsəbəl. ðɪs kləb ˈæˌkʧuəli minz ˈsəmθɪŋ tɪ ðɪs taʊn.

I know that. I do. Trent, what do you love? Is it writing?

aɪ noʊ ðət. aɪ du. trɛnt, wət du ju ləv? ɪz ɪt ˈraɪtɪŋ?

Yes.

jɛs.

Yeah. Well, good, because you're darn good at it.

jæ. wɛl, gʊd, bɪˈkəz jʊr dɑrn gʊd æt ɪt.

Thank you.

θæŋk ju.

You're welcome. Me? I love coaching. Now, I'm going to say this again just so you didn't think it was a mistake the first time I said it. For me, success is not about the wins and losses. It's about helping these young fellas be the best versions of themselves on and off the field.

jʊr ˈwɛlkəm. mi? aɪ ləv ˈkoʊʧɪŋ. naʊ, əm goʊɪŋ tɪ seɪ ðɪs əˈgɛn ʤɪst soʊ ju ˈdɪdənt θɪŋk ɪt wɑz ə mɪˈsteɪk ðə fərst taɪm aɪ sɛd ɪt. fər mi, səkˈsɛs ɪz nɑt əˈbaʊt ðə wɪnz ənd ˈlɔsɪz. ɪts əˈbaʊt ˈhɛlpɪŋ ðiz jəŋ ˈfɛləs bi ðə bɛst ˈvərʒənz əv ðɛmˈsɛlvz ɔn ənd ɔf ðə fild.

And it ain't always easy, Trent, but neither is growing up without someone believing in you.

ənd ɪt eɪnt ˈɔlˌweɪz ˈizi, trɛnt, bət ˈniðər ɪz groʊɪŋ əp wɪˈθaʊt ˈsəmˌwən bɪˈlivɪŋ ɪn ju.

I really should go. Deadlines and all.

aɪ ˈrɪli ʃʊd goʊ. ˈdɛˌdlaɪnz ənd ɔl.

Hey, You have got to do the work. Hey, I'll say this though. I really enjoyed getting to spend this time with you, Trent.

heɪ, ju hæv gɑt tɪ du ðə wərk. heɪ, aɪl seɪ ðɪs ðoʊ. aɪ ˈrɪli ˌɛnˈʤɔɪd ˈgɪtɪŋ tɪ spɛnd ðɪs taɪm wɪθ ju, trɛnt.

You actually mean that, don't you?

ju ˈæˌkʧuəli min ðət, doʊnt ju?

Yeah.

jæ.

Thank you.

θæŋk ju.

You're welcome.

jʊr ˈwɛlkəm.

Yes

jɛs

I have an advance copy of the article.

aɪ hæv ən ədˈvæns ˈkɑpi əv ðə ˈɑrtɪkəl.

Read it to me.

rɛd ɪt tɪ mi.

Title: Wayward Ted. Whatever you think of Ted Lasso as a football coach, I assure you, the truth is harder to swallow.

ˈtaɪtəl: ˈweɪwərd tɛd. ˌwəˈtɛvər ju θɪŋk əv tɛd ˈlæsoʊ ɛz ə ˈfʊtˌbɔl koʊʧ, aɪ əˈʃʊr ju, ðə truθ ɪz ˈhɑrdər tɪ sˈwɔloʊ.

And yes, he's in over his head. He insisted twice that he didn't care if Richmond won or lost. But if the Lasso way is wrong, it's hard to imagine being right.

ənd jɛs, hiz ɪn ˈoʊvər hɪz hɛd. hi ˌɪnˈsɪstɪd twaɪs ðət hi ˈdɪdənt kɛr ɪf ˈrɪʧmənd wən ər lɔst. bət ɪf ðə ˈlæsoʊ weɪ ɪz rɔŋ, ɪts hɑrd tɪ ˌɪˈmæʤən biɪŋ raɪt.

Why have you stopped reading?

waɪ hæv ju stɑpt ˈrɛdɪŋ?

Please do me the favor of remembering that these aren't my words, it's Trent Crimm.

pliz du mi ðə ˈfeɪvər əv rɪˈmɛmbərɪŋ ðət ðiz ˈɑrənt maɪ wərdz, ɪts trɛnt krɪm.

Keep going.

kip goʊɪŋ.

In a business that celebrates ego, Ted reins his in. Ted reins his in. His coaching style is subtle. It never hits you over the head.

ɪn ə ˈbɪznɪs ðət ˈsɛləˌbreɪts ˈigoʊ, tɛd reɪnz hɪz ɪn. tɛd reɪnz hɪz ɪn. hɪz ˈkoʊʧɪŋ staɪl ɪz ˈsətəl. ɪt ˈnɛvər hɪts ju ˈoʊvər ðə hɛd.

Hello, Roy. I didn't know it was a retirement party.

hɛˈloʊ, rɔɪ. aɪ ˈdɪdənt noʊ ɪt wɑz ə rɪˈtaɪərmənt ˈpɑrti.

Shit!

ʃɪt!

Stop messing with Nate! Now, I don't know which one of you I nutted, because I don't see so well at night anymore, but that goes for all of you!

stɑp ˈmɛsɪŋ wɪθ neɪt! naʊ, aɪ doʊnt noʊ wɪʧ wən əv ju aɪ nutted, bɪˈkəz aɪ doʊnt si soʊ wɛl æt naɪt ˌɛniˈmɔr, bət ðət goʊz fər ɔl əv ju!

Slowly growing until you can no longer ignore its presence.

sˈloʊli groʊɪŋ ənˈtɪl ju kən noʊ ˈlɔŋgər ˌɪgˈnɔr ɪts ˈprɛzəns.

Vanilla vodka. Such a child. Keeley.

vəˈnɪlə ˈvɑdkə. səʧ ə ʧaɪld. ˈkili.

Roy.

rɔɪ.

Whether that means allowing followers to become leaders, or in a show of respect, eating food so spicy it's sure to wreak massive havoc on his intestinal system.

ˈwɛðər ðət minz əˈlaʊɪŋ ˈfɑloʊərz tɪ bɪˈkəm ˈlidərz, ər ɪn ə ʃoʊ əv rɪˈspɛkt, ˈitɪŋ fud soʊ ˈspaɪsi ɪts ʃʊr tɪ rik ˈmæsɪv ˈhævək ɔn hɪz ˌɪnˈtɛstɪnəl ˈsɪstəm.

And though I believe that Ted Lasso will fail here and Richmond will suffer the embarrassment of relegation, I won't gloat when it happens because I can't help but root for him.

ənd ðoʊ aɪ bɪˈliv ðət tɛd ˈlæsoʊ wɪl feɪl hir ənd ˈrɪʧmənd wɪl ˈsəfər ðə ɪmˈbɛrəsmənt əv relegation, aɪ woʊnt gloʊt wɪn ɪt ˈhæpənz bɪˈkəz aɪ kænt hɛlp bət rut fər ɪm.

Fuck!

fək!