Socceroos.

NOTE: This was written like six hours before it was published. The main post will be along shortly.

Update: So I’m fucking tired.

I was up last night watching the soccer game, Australia vs. the Netherlands and let’s just say; every time I hear that word or ‘Dutch’ I’m going to scream then puke. We came so close to winning that game but I was so tired, shivering in the one degree cold, now, if losing wasn’t good enough, we had to deal with being up at ungodly hours of the day…. Such as 2am in the fucking morning.

But overall, we did play a hella game no matter how much I complain, it was more twitter than ruined it for me because there was a lot of people rooting for the Netherlands I felt pressured and out of place, it was all fun and games, don’t get me wrong but the support for the Dutch overwhelmed even the most patriotic Australian, also known as me.

I was on my Australia account and Jennifer, on her Holland.

Introducing time.

This is Jennifer, Jennifer is Dutch. (*puking in the background*) She’s 15, I think and I met her through Helena, she’s awesome but I can’t go more into detail. She lives in the Netherlands (*distant puking sounds*) and I hate her right about now.

Anyway.

It was all fun and games I suppose on twitter, until one person linked me a picture that told me to ‘STFU’ and I got really offended, if you can support YOUR team, why can’t I support mine? It was probably in the playful moment but when someone tells me to ‘STFU’ when I’m cheering on my team, then I will get upset because fuck you.

Note: If I hear any Australian today slagging my team, I will fucking hit a bitch.

So that’s my update on the soccer world cup, our Socceroos did us proud and I will stand by my boys because considering it was the top team, and we lost 2-3, you bet your fucking mugs of European tea that I’m going to wear gold and green and celebrate my boys, come on home boys, you did your country proud.