colorful curse words.

there's this quote about football, something along the lines of "football is a game where two teams chase a ball and germany wins."

unfortunately, i think this actually might happen.

after three stunningly beautiful, too-good-to-be-true, living-a-dream group matches, we've lost. to russia.

gosh, even saying that pains me. to russia. oh. ew.


however, this is rather overshadowed for me by one thing: khalid boularouz lost his baby daughter three days ago. his wife was hospitalized, and their premie daughter died. holland played in black armbands, and the sight made me tear up. boula played, and that made me tear up. in fact, the crowd singing 'boula boula boularouz' made me tear up.

boula, wij zijn trots op je. oranje boven, oranje altijd.