auuuright, lambo with a bike rack… VERY NICE
Blackhawk Up! (Taken with instagram)
2nd breakfast of champions (Taken with instagram)
We have a house guest for the next week! (Taken with instagram)
Hmm, not sure if I can be bothered doing a full catch up of stuff since my last post. I’ll probably try and do it in chunks. Unless I take another hiatus again, hehe.
What has happened?
Oh yeah, the World Cup Finals 2010 is over. A pretty good tournament overall, but spoiled by some dodgy things.
My list of things that spoiled it: Vuvuzela, bad ref calls, Vuvuzela, Nigel de Jong’s leg, Vuvuzela, the farce of French football, the altitude that some games were played at and… the Vuvuzela. Yes I hated it. And I will hate it to my dying day.
Some great things about the cup:
Germany
These guys played awesome and were a joy to watch. I liked watching them play more than the Spanish, who I think are quite boring to watch at times.
Holland
Yep, I was supporting the Dutch throughout the tournament and I still do. They were a bit overly physical in the final but look at what that did! They would be world champs if Robben finished his shots on goal. Many were critical of their approach but I’m sure all of the non-Spanish football pundits on their high horse would have welcomed their own teams beating Spain if it meant some physicality. Football is football. And the beauty of it is that it involves all facets, skillful or not, flair and boredom, strength and dexterity, Spain and Holland.
Thats about it for now.
My next post will be about my newly acquired love…. SNOWBOARDING
-dan
Very tragic. Even more is the social issues and situations (no hope or future prospects for these young men) that give rise to these groups.
Some pundits claim South Africa was the worst World Cup ever. They could have at least travelled to South Africa before passing judgement. But, on one level, they were right. Tragically so.
“It soon became apparent this would not be the walkover that football’s World Cup casuals, the folk who swallow the myth of joga bonito every four years, had assumed.”—
Sean Ingle of The Guardian on North Korea versus Brazil.
Great observation. If there’s one thing that bugs me is this myth of Joga Bonito. While they do play beautiful at times, what doesn’t get noticed is the ugly diving and bad sport players they have had over the years. Ze Roberto was one that instantly comes to mind. Not everything about Brazillian football is beautiful but the casual fans won’t be convinced anyway.
Only a few hours to go until the greatest sporting event on Earth…
Like many other Australians, before 2005 I didn’t hold much optimism for the Socceroos doing well on the world stage. Being the best of the worst (that the Oceania Confederation is fairly considered), didn’t give me much hope, and after failed World Cup qualifying campaigns in 1997 and 2001, I was worried about being disappointed once again. As we all know, history was made through Mark Schwarzer’s big right glove and we made it to our second World Cup finals appearance in Germany.
After the heartbreaking end to our tournament in 2006 when we were eliminated by Italy in the Round of 16, I’m hoping for us to do either equally as well or even better! I’m not entirely confident, but I’ll just be happy if we don’t get eliminated by a last minute penalty!
Thinking back to that last match in 2006, I remember feeling sick when Lucas Neill’s prone body resembled a roll of carpet for Fabio Grosso to trip over. My stomach churned as Schwarzer readied himself to save a penalty from Totti, but I was hopeful that Mark would repeat the heroics he came up with when we qualified over Uruguay. It wasn’t to be of course, and when Totti ran around the pitch with his utterly camp thumb-sucking celebration I sat in stunned silence with my friends for probably 5-10 solid minutes. I had never felt more gutted in my life. Later on though, it did feel great that Australian finally took its place as a team to be reckoned with. After so many years without a team to truly and passionately support at the World Cup finals, I could finally wear the Socceroos shirt with pride as a fan and an Australian.
I don’t believe that any other sport in the world can evoke emotions or bring people together in the way that football can. The loss to Italy cemented to me the importance of this game to the world and that I love how the Aussie media actually gives it airtime throughout the past 4 years, not just every 4 years!
I know millions around the world are just as eagerly awaiting the first kick-off as I am. Good luck to the country that you support. If yours isn’t one of the 32 in South Africa, I hope you too will someday get a chance to experience your national anthem played and see your national flag waved at a FIFA World Cup.
God bless Australia :)
Dan
These are the things I google at a dinner table. Is there a difference between the two? Click and find out.
I found this incredibly interesting.. That either shows that I’m bored or I’m a massive nerd.