The tenth day of July

I took a day off work today.
Yup, the World Cup Final.
Italy vs France.
The game ended with penalty shootout. Geez.
Italy won. Double geez.
ZZ got sent off during extra time for a senseless head-butt. Triple geez.

Dad says it is normal for sportsmen to have funny tempers... Hahaha~~
Reminds me of a Chinese folk story about "Iron Head" and "Cotton Wool Stomach"
Both died in dead lock.

This is the second World Cup I have been following closely.
The last World Cup held in Korea / Japan sorta clashes with my schedule.
With matches played during working hours, make watching live matches difficult.
But when the Cup is held in Europe, the time difference makes it easier for me.
I can wake up in the wee hours in the morning, just to watch the live matches, and still go to work.
(I never watch the repeats... No kick.)
The compromise is that I give up my favourite TV shows in the evening before to catch up on lost sleep.

People ask me which team I support.
Good question.
I love to support Singapore, but they didn’t make it.
Nevermind. Maybe next world cup, or the next, or the next...
Till cows come home.

Anyhow, I am just happy to watch football matches on TV.
45 minutes of advertisement-free action.

And I am such a sucker for goals.