I still miss my booter.
Whelp, I woke up this morning drowsed and soused with a killer headache just in time to watch Ecuador tear its way through the group stage, and see me ole favorite midfielder Gerrard thump one past Trini & Tobago (I had that rum and coca-cola song stuck in my head the whole time - not the best music for a rum-related hangover). I got some good news from the insurance agent, so soon I'll once again be coasting the humming vibes of the sleepless internet, something which the past two weeks have taught me I cannot do without.
I have a lot to say, but as there is only one thing on my mind right now (besides an intense aversion for booze), I'll spare you a long-winded account of each of the chosen soccer teams, their hopes, their obstacles, their odds, and my biases by ending this post right here.
Be good, be happy, and remember, it's just a game.
Whelp, I woke up this morning drowsed and soused with a killer headache just in time to watch Ecuador tear its way through the group stage, and see me ole favorite midfielder Gerrard thump one past Trini & Tobago (I had that rum and coca-cola song stuck in my head the whole time - not the best music for a rum-related hangover). I got some good news from the insurance agent, so soon I'll once again be coasting the humming vibes of the sleepless internet, something which the past two weeks have taught me I cannot do without.
I have a lot to say, but as there is only one thing on my mind right now (besides an intense aversion for booze), I'll spare you a long-winded account of each of the chosen soccer teams, their hopes, their obstacles, their odds, and my biases by ending this post right here.
Be good, be happy, and remember, it's just a game.