Back from the
first 45 at lunch. Apparently, England is playing for the rouge,
confusing fitba for CFL. First half entirely aimed at putting the ball
past the net as opposed to in it. Greater style points the greater the
distance between ball and net. Dwight York took two for TnT with
some grace but an inordinate interest in confirming what was still there.
Too early to know if York found monkeys down there, too.
Update: The universe is ordered after all:
83 mins: Peter Crouch heads home the opener.
Comments
Gordo - June 15, 2006 3:00 PM
Booo! The oppressor hung on 2-0
Flea - June 15, 2006 7:18 PM
That's it: A yellow card for Gordo!
Alan - June 15, 2006 8:02 PM
Tweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet!
Gordo - June 15, 2006 10:48 PM
What? I'm allowed to slag the evil occupier? Sheesh.
I wonder how crazy Chinese Central Television is drinving Fifa? The feed is free online and great. As long as you don't need to understand the commentator. ;-)
Matsubara - June 16, 2006 2:34 AM
England this... England that... Save the queen, blah, blah, blah... You are going to experience what is the real football sunday when Brazil faces Australia (another country opressed by you). What do you call Beckham, Lampard, Gerrard and Joe Cole near Ronaldinho, Ronaldo, Kaká and Adriano? A four-man classroom. Cheers queen people. EU SOU BRASILEIRO E NÃO DESISTO NUNCA - Rio de Janeiro.
Alan - June 16, 2006 6:55 AM
Quite right, Matsubara. From my days with pal (phonetically) "Hamie El Porko" (roll the R if you can south Britains) all I can think of when I think of Brazil is the saying "let the ponies run!" - though I wish I could remember it in Portuguese. Even if Ronaldo is a wee bit el porko these days, at least there is not Rivoldo this time around.