here i am, alas!
world cup ytday was super boringggg man! there was almost nothing to see, save for the 1-1 in the first half. then, starting from the second half i was sleeping. ok, i wasnt alone. khoonhiang and shi-ning were there with me and the three of us each slept on one sofa, enjoying the breeze. the match was super boring!
but i woke up just in time to see zidane being given a red card. tell u, it was really amusing. this italian pulled his shirt(i think) and he shoved him away. but after a mere few steps zidane turned back and jammed his head into the italian's chest! the latter fell onto the ground. then the referree din see it(what a referree) but in the end gave zidane a red card after other italian players insisted on what happened.
my goodness.
i wonder what was in zidane's mind when he did that. it was his last match. and that was the way he ended it?
so italy won the cup this year. claps for the italians! although deep inside i still wanna see brazilians kissing the cup. huh. the finale was so touching. they played the beachboys song (i forgot the name oops). i rmb playing that song in nycb oso, but somehow it sounded more grand last night (ok, this morning). perhaps itz the happy faces i saw. perhaps itz the snow-like paper pieces flying ard. but it was definitely grand and touching. especially when the captain lifted the cup. everybody lifted the cup.
they entered the competition just to see this day coming. some had to go home, and left their dreams unfulfilled. some came to near, and yet so far, just because of one goal, or another penalty shot. but it is definitely a day to remember for the italians, for itz the day they clinched the cup, and the day they saw their dreams right before their eyes. how cool can that be?
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i think im sufferring from world cup withdrawing syndrome O.o now that the last match is over, i have almost nothing to look forward to at night. there will be no more world cup talks, and one common topic has just disappeared. one month has passed, just like that.
somehow i feel sad. but im sure this month has given me enough memories, bittersweet.
i'll remember the anxiety we had while looking at the ball inside the penalty area.
i'll remember cheering with the rest when a goal is scored.
i'll remember the anticipation.
i'll remember the disappointment when the teams i supported got booted out.
and i'll definitely remember the handsomes on the field.
four years more, and i'll experience that all over again.
where will i be then?
