... is better than shoes!! End of discussion!...sort of...
No, please do not be surprised, I never said I'm a girl's girl... The fact that I love shoes does not retract from the fact that I grew up as a tomboy, had short hair for many many years, most of the friends I would play with when I was a kid (usually with sticks and stones and mud during holidays, when I would actually get a chance to play outside...) were boys and I have been seriously scolded by bestie A. in order to stop dressing like a teenage male...
So, yes, the World Cup is my favourite time every 4 years! Hell, I was born during the World Cup in '74! ...mind you, I came to the world 17 days earlier, I guess so that I wouldn't miss the Cup! And I have my favourites, usually the underdog (Costa Rica, though you beat us, I was rooting for you against the Dutch...) and I know what kind of game I like (nobody can argue against the German precision and discipline but I love a bit of chaos in the game, a bit of dance, a bit of surprise, a bit of South America...) and I have an opinion on fouls and penalties and offsides...
Yes, I do love football!!
What about the final, you ask?... Well, my head says Germany will win but my heart wants to dance an Argentine tango... In any case, I think it will be a great game, two entirely different schools of thought, two different styles of football... the head against the heart... I better make sure I have enough vodka and tomato juice (did I tell you I just discovered how much I like Bloody Mary??... what a waste, all these years... I had to turn 40 to find out!) and potato chips (the World Cup is no time for a diet...) and be ready for Sunday night... ;)
What about you?
No, please do not be surprised, I never said I'm a girl's girl... The fact that I love shoes does not retract from the fact that I grew up as a tomboy, had short hair for many many years, most of the friends I would play with when I was a kid (usually with sticks and stones and mud during holidays, when I would actually get a chance to play outside...) were boys and I have been seriously scolded by bestie A. in order to stop dressing like a teenage male...
So, yes, the World Cup is my favourite time every 4 years! Hell, I was born during the World Cup in '74! ...mind you, I came to the world 17 days earlier, I guess so that I wouldn't miss the Cup! And I have my favourites, usually the underdog (Costa Rica, though you beat us, I was rooting for you against the Dutch...) and I know what kind of game I like (nobody can argue against the German precision and discipline but I love a bit of chaos in the game, a bit of dance, a bit of surprise, a bit of South America...) and I have an opinion on fouls and penalties and offsides...
Yes, I do love football!!
What about the final, you ask?... Well, my head says Germany will win but my heart wants to dance an Argentine tango... In any case, I think it will be a great game, two entirely different schools of thought, two different styles of football... the head against the heart... I better make sure I have enough vodka and tomato juice (did I tell you I just discovered how much I like Bloody Mary??... what a waste, all these years... I had to turn 40 to find out!) and potato chips (the World Cup is no time for a diet...) and be ready for Sunday night... ;)
What about you?
1 comment:
Music and passion are the footballing fashion? But Germany look passionate and controlled to me, and are Argentina dancing? Who is producing the most beautiful moves?
You are, perhaps, my opposite. I've never been a boy's boy, and disliked football as a child. I'm a late-comer.
@T
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