Huh...well, next time.
Well we never made it to Nachooooooooooooooooo Libre. We got "side tracked". Shauna's friend Matt ended up coming out. He's good people. Funny cat. I busted out my Hookah and welcomed him properly. He seemed to enjoy himself. We ended up watching one of my personal favorite flicks, "Wet, Hot, American Summer." Very funny, especially with the extra farts audio track. Good times. Matt and I kicked my Ma and Shauna's collective asses at "Win, Lose, or Draw". We're all kind of lame, but we had fun dammit.
And praise the god! The USA actually managed to stay alive for another day in the World Cup. I watched that game Saturday, and we played one helluva match. It's such a damn shame that horrible officiating ruined the game. 3 players were red carded for fuck's sake. 3 fucking players! We lost Pablo Mastroeni and Eddie Pope for this Thursday's match against Ghana. Very costly losses. But none the less, being down 10-9 in terms of men, we did not stop. We played with heart dammit and we refused to give up. I felt proud that day. Granted our only goal in the match came from an own goal on Italy, but we still played like we wanted to win. Like we deserved to be there, which we do. Now all we need is for the Czech Republic to loose to Italy and a win against Ghana and the US could advance to the knock out round. Keep your fingers crossed.
Well we never made it to Nachooooooooooooooooo Libre. We got "side tracked". Shauna's friend Matt ended up coming out. He's good people. Funny cat. I busted out my Hookah and welcomed him properly. He seemed to enjoy himself. We ended up watching one of my personal favorite flicks, "Wet, Hot, American Summer." Very funny, especially with the extra farts audio track. Good times. Matt and I kicked my Ma and Shauna's collective asses at "Win, Lose, or Draw". We're all kind of lame, but we had fun dammit.
And praise the god! The USA actually managed to stay alive for another day in the World Cup. I watched that game Saturday, and we played one helluva match. It's such a damn shame that horrible officiating ruined the game. 3 players were red carded for fuck's sake. 3 fucking players! We lost Pablo Mastroeni and Eddie Pope for this Thursday's match against Ghana. Very costly losses. But none the less, being down 10-9 in terms of men, we did not stop. We played with heart dammit and we refused to give up. I felt proud that day. Granted our only goal in the match came from an own goal on Italy, but we still played like we wanted to win. Like we deserved to be there, which we do. Now all we need is for the Czech Republic to loose to Italy and a win against Ghana and the US could advance to the knock out round. Keep your fingers crossed.
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