One hundred and eighty five days (and, as of this very moment, twelve hours, nineteen minutes and ten seconds) until....
The World Cup
A small part of me (the part that secretly keeps half an eye on the football league tables and, unknown to all of my friends, can explain the off-side rule) was very sad when I realised that I would not be in England for the World Cup.
The World Cup is A Big Deal.
Our first match is against the US of A.
It is in this very country that I will be sitting,
perched on the edge of my seat,
watching the game surrounded by enemy supporters.
I may as well start practising my victory dance now...
1 comments:
Can we watch it together? I will root WITH you, not against. Ssshhhhhh, don't tell anyone :)
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