the obsession continues (plus hunk pics)

I woke up in a state of high agitation, with England, Portugal, Brazil and France all mingling in my befuddled brain, plus a goodly dollop of Germany and Italy in the mix as well.

I then spent an hour with my sister discussing our several agitations and screaming excitedly down the phone about it all. Thus do siblings bond.

I then lay out on a recliner in the gorgeous hot day, with the wind chimes chiming and a hot wind ruffling the trees and my feet in the blistering sun but my body in the balmy shade, and I just blissed out. I lugged the ibook out there, too, and finished typing up my Cristiano Ronaldo/Kaká fic and printed it out for revisions. 16 pages of lusciousness! But baaah, we're not going to see Kaká again, and it's only just sinking in.

I cannot believe that Brazil is out. But it would have been a crime if they had beaten France yesterday. France was just too amazingly good.

Then, my obsession knowing no bounds, and certainly none of a linguistic nature, I proceeded to read the Jornal da Madeira because my pretty boy comes from Madeira and Portuguese, hey, it's a cinch.

T'h has been teaching himself Portuguese, actually. We have loads of CDs and books lying around. I am contemplating a future holiday there. *yes, brain is fried*

And then I discovered a German website for women who drool over football!!! Wheee! And on this website, there were a bunch of ( pics of Cristiano Ronaldo as a hunk )

VID RECS: see the hunks walk, hear the hunks talk, and most of all: see him WEEP

Okay, finally some lovely soul has uploaded the Holland:Portugal C.Ronaldo weepfest onto you.tube! If you've been seeing my journal, you've been seing my weepfest pics, and now see them in motion. omg, *is so, so dead* This was the slashiest moment of my televisual life; it was up there with David Brent playing the guitar in The Office>. I was an emotional droolpuddle!!

Cristiano Ronaldo injured and weeping.
It's got: hurt, hurt/comfort, weepfest, perverse voyeurism of man going down, physio/footballer, close-ups of The Thigh. And at the end, omg, you get to hear him talk right at the end. In his, apparently, very strong Madeiran accent for wot he was teased as a kid. Not that I can pick a strong Madeiran accent but you know me: give me long enough and I will be able to proffer linguistic disquisitions on all things Lusitanian.
Drawbacks: Somewhat odd editing.

And here's a comparison with Brazilian Portuguese: some clips of Kaká talking!
Kaka talking and, alas, embracing his wife.
I find the accents quite different. Hah, even I non-Portuguese speaker can hear that. Brazilian, I must say, sounds gorgeous, so laid back and lilting. I love all those drawled nasal ãos. Hmm, I'm glad I haven't posted my fic yet because I will go back and adjust my accent-descriptions. (Nothing if not a pedant.)

And this, ladies, this is the killer:
C.Ronaldo in Pepe Jeans ad
This is the video whence derive all those hunk pics of C.Ronaldo with model Jessica Miller on a beach. It's a bit of a would-be arty-farty ad but OMG, Cristiano!!!! Topless! Flashing hints of arse! Close-up of nipples! Pouty profile! *is totally dead*

cristiano betthupferl

Just before I go to bed, I had to go and find ( this )

. Yes, it appears to be a picture of Cristiano Ronaldo with his girlfriend who is apparently the Portuguese model and TV announcer Merche Romero. A wag!!

The page I got this from is entirely in Chinese so I cannot verify my identifications.

Am not sure what I think of all these MarySue clones draping themselves across my son Number 17. I guess it is proof that sex is being had, and that cannot be a bad thing. *g* (Kaká was a virgin when he got married -- or so he claims! I just can't get over that.)