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So I'm one of them now?





Its ironical, innit?

I have to actually start *liking* football just when its over!
All this time, I swore at my football-crazy friends whose only reason of survival these days was "FIFA"...
I groaned with disappointment whenever I opened my Facebook account coz all that i was greeted with was results of the previous match and updates on the next one!

And suddenly, I host a finale viewing at my place, catch a glimpse of Villa, then Pique, and lastly Casillas and...BAM!!!!!!!!!!!
The next 2hrs I'm glued to my T.V. like I'm hypnotized. Albeit!
Anticipation! Excitement! Nervousness! Horror! Joy! Everything!

I don't think I can ever sit through the boring "cricket" again. :P
All you Spain-supporters, it's celebration time!

Waka Waka...this time for Iniesta! And for Villa. And Pique. And Casillas! And for Spain! 





Comments

sush said…
as i have said before... casillas is mine.. uski taraf buri nazar se mat dekho
casillas was crying too much, felt like offering him my pepsi

i enjoyed the last world cup more..somehow. it was more magical
Anish Patel said…
how come you so late for world-cup!!! its over now...
you know, y'day I woke up all night for the match, match finished at 3 AM and then I have to catch the train at 5 so no meaning of sleeping for an hour and then 3 hours of sleep at train... and looooonnngggg day at office.. really long... I was planning to leave office at 7 but then production issue came n I m at office till 11.. aah..
but everything is worth for the match.. for the football....
Cricket... aah....I too lost the interest after IPLs....
...Jitsy... said…
@sush: OMG gal......like i said, m not so intrstd in him.....m mor into villa n pique....

he's totally urs..:P :D
...Jitsy... said…
@crazy diamond: d finale was my first ever match....don't know a thing abt d last world cup....
i toh loved dis one....
couldnt keep my eyes off the game for even a sec...
n casillas was totally overcum by joy.....their first worldcup...dat too under his captaincy...ne1 would cry yaar.....i loved his goalkeeping..he rocked it! especially at d time wen robbenw as headin towards d goal....i actually thot netherlands was gonna win dat time...phew!
...Jitsy... said…
@anish: read my first line...ironical!

dis is so me.... dus ka dum 1 ke tym bhi i usd to say ke kitna bakwaas show hai..n i saw last ke 2 episodes n liked it...but too lte den...hehe

n i had slept at 4...next dat 7 baje exam thi...n i dint even go....got up at 9....just imagine!!!!! but dat test was 4 like 10mks, so no big loss...:P....aise bhi padhai nai ki thi...lol....

cricket toh is blah!!!!!!

:D
- Sugar Cube - said…
Yeah watching football is more fun than cricket.
...Jitsy... said…
yeah...totally!!!!!!!!!
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