24 June 2006

Good Night Sweet Swedes

Well, my boys failed to get a goal against those tricksy staubsauger hugging Germans today. Call it home field advantge or the vast amounts of brats soaked in steroids, but it was just not a pretty game. Oh Olaf, Kelly will make it all better. We can go out for a glögg or four. In the meantime, I guess I will have to follow those silly coq flailing Frenchies. Barthez and Zidane will have to be my new flames. Why Olaf, why?

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