Sunday, July 02, 2006

Bring on the heartbreak...

FUCK CRISTIANO RONALDO!

THAT BITCH OF A CRYBABY-GAYFACE-SISSYBOY!


NOW I FEEL LIKE FLYING TO GERMANY TO KILL BOTH HIM AND DER GREEDYPANTS!

FUCK THE WHOLE PORTUGUESE SQUAD.

I'M VERY VERY DEPRESSED.

THE HEARTBREAK HAS BEGUN.


*I told you wearing black was a bad omen. It's like asking for death to be delivered straight to your face. Proof that no one listens to me*

***
YOU KNOW HOW SORRY I FELT FOR ROONEY?

YOU KNOW I OPENED UP TO ADMITTING I LOVE STEVEN GERRARD WHEN WE DOWN TO 10 MEN?

YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE AARON LENNON?

YOU KNOW I'VE LOST RESPECT FOR ALL THE PORTUGUESE PLAYERS WHO PLAY FOR THE EPL TEAMS [save Paulo Ferreira because he didn't play]?

YOU KNOW HOW CLOSE TO TEARS I WAS WHEN WAYNE ROONEY WAS SENT OFF FOR SOMETHING THAT SEEMINGLY LOOKED SO INNOCENT, HARMLESS, AND NOT LIFE-THREATENING?

YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I WANTED ENGLAND TO BEAT PORTUGAL ON PENALTIES?

YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I HATE RICARDO?

YOU KNOW HOW SAD I WAS WHEN LAMPARD, GERRARD AND CARRAGHER MISSED THEIR PENALTIES?

YOU KNOW HOW ANGRY AM I AT SVEN FOR USING THE BLOODY 4-5-1 FORMATION WHICH NEVER WORKS FOR ENGLAND [as though he cares, he's leaving already!]?

YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I FEEL LIKE KILLING RICARDO AND THE REST OF THE PORTUGUESE SQUAD?

YOU KNOW HOW PISSED I AM AT JOSE MOURINHO [hang on, why did I drag him here in the first place?] ?

YOU KNOW HOW LOUD MY VOICE WAS EVERYTIME GAYBOY FELL?

YOU KNOW HOW MANY TIMES I CALLED GAYBOY A BITCH?

YOU KNOW HOW SAD I WAS WHEN BECKHAM CAME OFF THE PITCH?

YOU KNOW HOW SORRY I FEEL THAT FOOTBALL HAS SUNK TO AN ULTIMATE LOW?

YOU KNOW HOW SORRY I FEEL THAT ENGLAND LOST TO A BUNCH OF THUGS, NOT TO A BUNCH OF FOOTBALLERS?

YOU KNOW HOW SORRY I FEEL THAT THEO WALCOTT WAS TAKEN TO GERMANY TO ENJOY HIMSELF WITH MELANIE INSTEAD OF PLAYING A GAME?

YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I FEEL LIKE KILLING THE REF?


YOU WILL NEVER KNOW.

***
I'm sad that England and Argentina went out in the cruellest way possible, when they played good an clean football, unlike the fucking Germans and Portuguese!

Bunch of fucking liars and cheaters.

If you'll excuse me, I want to have a good cry before I see the France and Brazil game.

Whoever faces Portugal in the semi-finals, I hope you trash the fucking Portuguese.

This is how passionate I get when it comes to England.

Only now, no one is here for me to call to cry about the game [I had Sham in WC2002, Priam and Sree in EURO2004].

***
Fuck you, Ronaldo. You can go to Real Madrid after what you did to Rooney. He never deserved that yellow card. It's like the FA Cup Final 2005, where Reyes didn't touch your fucking gay face, and you get him sent off!

I FUCKING HATE YOU, YOU BITCH!

YOU'RE THE REASON I LOST MY RESPECT FOR MANURE.

YOU'RE THE REASON WHY MAR CRIED BUCKETS OF TEARS WHEN YOU WORE THAT NUMBER 7 JERSEY.

NO ONE SHOULD EVER TAKE BECKHAM'S OR EVEN CANTONA'S NUMBER 7 JERSEY.

ANYONE WHO WEARS IT MUST BE AN EXTREMELY RESPECTED FIGURE. OR SOMEONE WHO PLAYS AND FIGHTS FAIR AND CRY WHEN NECESSARY.

YOU, RESPECTED? NOT ON YOUR NELLY. YOU CRY AT ALMOST EVERYTHING. YOU'RE A BIGGER BITCH THAN I AM!

I HOPE YOU DIE.

I HOPE YOU AND BALLACK DIE.

I HOPE YOU AND THE PORTUGAL SQUAD, BALLACK AND THE GERMAN SQUAD, AND THE BLOODY REFS FOR THE GAME DIE.

***
PEOPLE ARE TELLING ME TO COOL DOWN. HOW CAN I DO THAT?

ALL I CAN DO IS GO INTO MY 3-DAY DEPRESSION STAGE, AND MOURN THE LOSS LIKE OTHER SANE PEOPLE WOULD DO.

IF YOU THINK I'M BEING DRAMATIC, GO SHAG A TREE. I AM NOT ONLY OBSESSED ABOUT ENGLAND, BUT WITH OTHER FOOTBALL MATCHES.

YOU KNOW WHY? BECAUSE I AM A FOOTBALL FAN, I MAY NOT KNOW EVERYTHING, BUT I LOVE THE GAME SINCE I WAS 7, SO IT'S BECOME PART OF WHO I AM.

I WISHED MY PARENTS WOULD GO ALONG WITH THE 1+2 DEGREE PROGRAMME. THAT WAY, I CAN GET TO THE UK A LOT FASTER. SO THAT I CAN ASSASSINATE THOSE WHO HAVE HURT ME SO BADLY.

FOOTBALL...IS NOT A GAME. IT'S LOVE.

A LOVE UNCONDITIONAL, A LOVE THAT IS FOREVER, A LOVE THAT BINDS ONE FAN AND MANY OTHER FANS AROUND THE WORLD. A LOVE THAT KEEPS ME GOING, A LOVE THAT CONQUERS ALL IN TIME OF GRIEF.

IT'S NOT A GAME WHERE 22 IDIOTS RUN AROUND AFTER ONE MISERABLE BALL.

IT'S LOVE.

BY THE LOOKS OF IT, I'LL BE MARRIED TO A FOOTBALL WHEN I'M 26. AT LEAST I WON'T HAVE TO TOLERATE WITH ITS NONSENSE.

***
AARON LENNON, IF YOU'RE SINGLE, I DON'T MIND BEING YOUR GIRLFRIEND, BECAUSE I LIKE YOU. FOR EVERYTHING YOU ARE. YOU PLAY FOR SPURS, YOU'RE ABOUT MY HEIGHT, YOU'RE MY AGE, AND YOU'RE GROWING TO BE THE BEST MIDFIELDER IN THE WORLD.

STEVEN GERRARD, I'M GOING TO BE NICE TO YOU FROM NOW ON. WELL, MAYBE UNTIL THE EPL STARTS.

FRANK LAMPARD, I'M SLIGHTLY DISAPPOINTED WITH YOU. I DON'T WANT TO SEE THIS NONSENSE FROM YOU WHEN THE EPL SEASON KICKS OFF.

JT, I LOVE YOU. I ALWAYS WILL.

JOE, YOUR GOAL WAS THE GOAL OF THE TOURNAMENT.

OWEN H, I WILL LOVE YOU EVEN IF YOU DON'T PLAY IN THE EPL, BUT FOR BAYERN MUNICH.

CARRA, YOU'RE AN INSPIRATION.

CROUCHY, NOT ONLY DID I DECLARE MY LOVE FOR YOU FOR THE PUBLIC TO SEE HERE, YOU TRIED YOUR BEST. AND I RESPECT YOU FOR THAT.

BECKS, I MAY HATE YOUR BEAUTY-QUEEN POSE, BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN I HATE YOU ENTIRELY. YOU'VE BEEN WITH US SINCE '98. HOPE YOUR ANKLE'S OKAY...

ROONEY, WHY DIDN'T YOU PUNCH GAYBOY WHEN YOU LEFT THE FIELD? YOU TRIED, BUT IT WAS SVEN'S FAULT FOR LEAVING YOU ALONE TO PLAY BY YOURSELF.

G. NEV, YOU ROCK. ONE OF THE BEST DEFENDERS AROUND, EVEN IF YOU PLAY FOR MANURE.

RIO, YOUR DREADLOCKS ARE HORRIBLE, BUT YOU WORK WELL WITH JT!

ASHLEY, YOU SAVED ENGLAND FROM EMBARASSMENT DURING THE GAME AGAINST ECUADOR.

PAUL ROBINSON, YOU WERE MARVELLOUS FOR 120 MINUTES, TOO BAD THE PENALTIES CAME ALONG...

STEWART DOWNING, YOU ARE ELECTRIC. LIKE AARON.

CARRICK, YOU WERE GOOD WHEN WE PLAYED ECUADOR. I HOPE YOU AND LENNON PLAY WELL AT SPURS.

MICHAEL OWEN, GET WELL SOON.

***
JERMAIN DEFOE...WE MISSED YOU.
SHAUN WRIGHT-PHILLIPS, WE MISSED YOU TOO.
DARREN BENT, YOU WERE MISSED THREE.


ESPECIALLY BY ME.


I'll go cry now...

Bring on the heartbreak...

*Bluesy* out!

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

YOU KNOW I OPENED UP TO ADMITTING I LOVE STEVEN GERRARD WHEN WE DOWN TO 10 MEN?


i know how hard it was for you to say that. i'm proud you did. makes me realise the importance of being together.

i miss our random footie talks. all four of us. you, me, mar, and lilee. we'd talk things like crazy and we had nothing to do. but yesterday's game left all of us with nothing more than profanities uttered, and tears shed.

i don't think you have cried this much for a game. neither have i. the last two england games, we did cry, but yesterday's game left us with an extremely cruel blow.

i know how emotional you get after certain games. i know how emotional this game was for you. i want you to know you're not the only one.

don't let it get to your head so much. it might affect everything else you do.

on the brightside, brazil's out.

then again, they lost fair and square.

england should've won. we was robbed i tell you!

hargreaves made me happy.

i'm sorry...i miss the random senseless pillow talks we used to have.

i miss the closeness we shared and how we used to be there when we got sad [even for one day].

this is the wort world cup ever.

love you all the same!

-Lyzzie to the Izzie-

11:17 pm  

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