Ask yourself a couple of questions. (1) Is Al drunk? (2) Is Al a twat?
Yes, I'm drunk and yes I'm a twat but I don't fucking care. I am MAD for it.
I've spent this evening watching Spain-France in a random pub, supporting Spain with six Spaniards, out-numbered two to one by Frenchies, and I swore my way through it like it was an England-Germany penalty shoot-out (although not, admittedly, quite as quietly as when we went out to Germany on penalties in Euro 96 which I watched in a youth hostel in Hamburg).
I don't care that England have been beyond awful.
I don't care that we've lost Holland (one of the most "up for anything" teams in my opinion).
I don't care that Brazil have disappointed at every turn.
I don't care that France are through at Spain's expense even though they don't deserve to be.
I don't care that I wasted over 2 hours of my life watching one of the worst games I've EVER seen on Monday night.
I don't even care that Germany are starting to look like a world class team
FUCK IT. FUCK THE LOT OF IT.
But it's the World FUCKING Cup, and we only get it once every four years. And much though I hate more minutes of it than I enjoy, I fucking love it.
I FUCKING LOVE IT.
Come on. Come ON! COME FUCKING ON!
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Would anyone like to disagree?
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Last edited by boley on Wed Jun 28, 2006 11:43 am, edited 2 times in total.
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