hathycol | (no subject)

*coughs*

I would like to apologise to all those who do not support the English team for whatever reason, and all those who may be Portugeuse in heritage or anything similiar. I know it is just a game. I also know that footballers are overpaid arseholes who need a good kicking.

Thank you.

And so, I shall begin:

ARE YOU FUCKING WELL BLIND REFEREE? WE SCORED! WE BLOODY WELL SCORED! STOP BEING FUCKING AFRAID OF PORTUGAL AND SCORE EQUALLY!

I can't watch. I'm listening to the commentary and burning in pain and twitching.

FUCKING WANKERS!

STOP SCORING!

NOT THOSE PEOPLE WHO WERE PAYING THE REFEREE!

I was sitting there biting my nails, when...

YES YES YES YES! COME ON! GO LAMPARD!

This must be a horrible post for all those who didn't watch the match.

And now we're at penalties. I've forgotten how to type, the dog looks scared and we're all huddled in the lounge and panicking.

I think I need a hug.

(We're currently giving the players a break. So, regular update. Have seen ended of Clockwork Orange, do not pretend to understand it very well. Haven't actually done anything else all day.)

And here we go again! Back when penalties are decided for more swearing and blatent xenophobia!

Right. That's it. David James needs beating over the head with a stick. So does the referee. We won that match.

FUCK!

I'm all miserable now. And I owe Liz a pound. We won that match. We really, really did, and whatever anyone says, no matter how badly we played, that was just nasty.

~Hathy_Col~