Germany win! Hurrah!

I'd have thought it would have felt odd to have cheered on Germany, but it didn't. Maybe it was because Germany played in white like England. Maybe it was because the game felt like an England game with its almost total lack of excitement. Or maybe cheering on the German team felt so natural because I hate and detest with a gushing, unrelenting, near heartbursting passion, the Argentinian football team.

I hate hate hate them. To lose against them is not just to have to swallow defeat, but to also suffer their taunts. Every team celebrates a win, but Argentina like a matador skewing the bull long after it lies dead and bleeding on the dusty ground, use victory it as a weapon to wound their opponents still further. They have absolutely no sense of sportsmanship and no sense of what, other than winning, makes football the great game it is. Playing them leaves a bad taste in the mouth, win or lose.

Although I prefer to see them lose, just like they did today. Hurrah!

But best of all though, oh yes, best of all, is that if we play Germany in this World Cup it will be in the final. I do believe that when England hosted Euro '96 it was Germany who kicked us out in the semi-finals. I remember it hurt. It hurt bad. I also remember saying that when next we play against Germany and they are the hosts that we will crush them into the ground as far as the depths of hell and wrench from their grasping thieving hands the prize that was ours by right.

Oh Klinsmann. Ye shall taste of our pain. Once you took the cup from our Queen and so shall we smite you down and take it back.

(offensive? unsuitable? get stuffed)