Monday, July 10, 2006
So yeah, we lost. Dang it. But then again, that was well deserved. The attackers kept kicking goals, even if they were way too far, the play was disorganized; they seemed to be tired and disorganized.



And then of course, Zidane shamefully hit an Italian, seemingly unprovoked, in the sternum, earning him a red flag and kicking himself out of the game. Playing without the star player, down to 10 people, in overtime is not good news. The greatest thing was, there were some Zidane fans next to us in the cafe, and they applauded his gesture, saying "yeah, don't let this faggot Italian touch you!" I wanted to say "dude, he just kicked himself out of the game, moron; nothing to be happy about!". But then again, they looked like the kind of fan that was going to burn a car or two afterwards, so I decided it best to shut the hell up.

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