Okay, I apologize and mama is giving me h…l for not doing my blog, but I had to back my French team and I had already seen my Italian team drop out and then the USA go home and so I was determined to give France my all, and boy, did they put up a really admirable fight against Germany.
I’m proud of my boys, my men, my anthros and proud of their coach and in the next World Cup, they are going to be even more formidable than in this one.
They were more graceful than Germany, more elegant, more stylish, even though Germany was the stronger team.
But, after all, they’re French, and style goes with the country. The haute couture of the soccer field tonight is how I saw it! However, they might need a little modernizing on those uniforms with the little white collars…hmmm.
Sorry to bow out early, but frankly, I’m exhausted from rooting for the last team in the World Cup with whom I have a personal attachment.
I suppose I can root for Brazil later on–it’s a big, big match and I just have to root for someone and so I’m betting on Brazil.
I’m putting on my tanga and taking my place on the couch!!!
HEY, that’s not a TANGA!!!!
Well, can’t be bothered…they are about to kick off!!!
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