Well. Now they've lost, the Germans. Coulda left off the suspense a little, though. Two goals during the last two minutes. Of the additional time. I bet there was at least one cardiac arrest in Germany.
Oh well. Now I'll have to take down my flag from my car. Doesn't make a real difference, since it's broken anyway. Couldn't have gone driving around and honking anyway.
My little brother was really down. He wasn't the only one, I suspect. I bet Klinsi went home and cried.
OKay, so now it's Stuttgart, Stuttgart, we're going to Stuttgart. Not as good as Berlin, but okay.
Now I don't know whether I want Italy or France to win the world cup. Italy shouldn't, 'cause they beat us (hehe), but France isn't my favorite team either. Portugal would be cool. Kinda unrealistic, though. And besides, if they win we'll have to play against France, and won't even make third place.
But hey, it doesn't matter now, anyway. Actually, I didn't really care all along. After all, I'm not into soccer ;).
There are more important things in life, though. For example the fact that my beta isn't anwering my emails. The cheek of the girl... ;)