I am starting to feel World Cup fever coming on. Kick-off is on 8 June, as I discovered from the itv Official World Cup Guide wot i bought myself at W.H. Smith today. I also acquired a Brazil top and shorts for t'youngest to wear, in the confidence that he'll wear it at least to the finals. Yes, yes, everybody, I am backing Brazil as favourites, and no, I am not supporting Germany although I am German. Alas and sadly, my absolute favourite team in the world, the glorious, the unforgettable Cameroon (see icon of the glorious and unforgettable Roger Milla in his unforgettable glory at the 1990 World Cup) did not qualify this time. *sobs hysterically for 1/2 a second then stops abruptly*
Football! Soccer!
badgermonkey, hello!!! Haha, I got there first: I have made (my first?) World Cup icon, in super-duper-readiness.
So I don't know whom I'll support. I guess I'll do what I do every four years (well, every two, actually, counting the European Cup): settle down into the first five minutes of each match and decide there and then. Although I do like to go for underdogs so throughout the qualifiers I will be backing Africans and Asians, and thereafter we shall see: I shall go for the ones with the most charm and élan and elegance of play and sexiness of player and panache in goalkeeping and ability to provide maximum drama for the sofa potato set. Which rules out Germany, I guess, hoho.
And the slashiness, the slashiness. And omg, I almost forgot: Alan Hansen!!! Gary L.!!!!
*drools foulishly*
Football! Soccer!
So I don't know whom I'll support. I guess I'll do what I do every four years (well, every two, actually, counting the European Cup): settle down into the first five minutes of each match and decide there and then. Although I do like to go for underdogs so throughout the qualifiers I will be backing Africans and Asians, and thereafter we shall see: I shall go for the ones with the most charm and élan and elegance of play and sexiness of player and panache in goalkeeping and ability to provide maximum drama for the sofa potato set. Which rules out Germany, I guess, hoho.
And the slashiness, the slashiness. And omg, I almost forgot: Alan Hansen!!! Gary L.!!!!
*drools foulishly*