How to cure World Cup fever...
Some claim that there is no cure to ‘The Fever’. I, on the other hand, beg to differ. There is a cure. And I have found such a cure. A real, effective, will-definitely-snap-you-out-of-it cure. In fact, it’s available to everyone! Anyone with a hardcore case of World Cup Fever and wishes to relieve themselves of it can try it. It’s real simple. I promise.
However, there is one catch. To rid yourself of this sleep-in-the-day-constantly-log-online-for-latest-World-Cup-news-eat-lots-of-supper-consume-barrels-of-alchohol-and-put-on-lots-of-weight-fever, you have to be prepared to feel an enormous ache in your heart.
Why, you ask? Cause that’s the way it’s got to be. I’ve tried the cure, and believe me, it is effective. But then again, I must have received a double dosage of the cure as I still feel an achy feeling in my heart - as though something is squeezing it hard and is trying to shove it up through my esophagus and up into my mouth.
So, how does this cure work? Simple. First, you’ve got to pick yourself a team (I was more or less forced to pick England as GSF would kill me otherwise!). Call it, your ‘Dream Team’. Then, you have friendly arguments with your friends about how your ‘Dream Team’ will trash theirs. After a couple of sessions or so of friendly bantering, it is time to bid your team up against theirs. Where better to do this than during a World Cup match on your telly (unless of course you’re loaded and are watching the matches live in Germany!)? Watch your ‘Dream Team’ score goals, beat its opponents and make it to the final 8! Cheer them on! Make bets! Assure other fans that your ‘Dream Team’ has a fair chance of making it into the finals. In fact, tell everyone you know that you are certain your ‘Dream Team’ will emerge the champions!
Finding it easy so far? Well, this is where it gets a little tougher…
The final process of the cure is probably the simplest to achived but hardest to accept – watch your ‘Dream Team’ get trashed. Sob. Sob. Yes, you read it right. Watch them get trashed.
If that doesn’t work, immediately pick another team and call it ‘Dream Team 2’ (Who better, than the 'then-reigning' champions, Brazil?). Repeat the above (obviously with more speed!). Then, watch as ‘Dream Team 2’ also gets whacked out of World Cup. Sob. Sob. Uh-huh, go through the heartached...again.
If this doesn’t turn you off World Cup for at least 4 years, you are incurable! Don't even bother looking for a cure, cause there's none for people like you! You probably relish in any loss or win! Hmmph!
For those of you who are lucky enough to have picked winning teams or the champion-to-be of World Cup 2006, I have only this to say to you, ‘you don’t need to be cured, but watch your back in 2010!’
However, there is one catch. To rid yourself of this sleep-in-the-day-constantly-log-online-for-latest-World-Cup-news-eat-lots-of-supper-consume-barrels-of-alchohol-and-put-on-lots-of-weight-fever, you have to be prepared to feel an enormous ache in your heart.
Why, you ask? Cause that’s the way it’s got to be. I’ve tried the cure, and believe me, it is effective. But then again, I must have received a double dosage of the cure as I still feel an achy feeling in my heart - as though something is squeezing it hard and is trying to shove it up through my esophagus and up into my mouth.
So, how does this cure work? Simple. First, you’ve got to pick yourself a team (I was more or less forced to pick England as GSF would kill me otherwise!). Call it, your ‘Dream Team’. Then, you have friendly arguments with your friends about how your ‘Dream Team’ will trash theirs. After a couple of sessions or so of friendly bantering, it is time to bid your team up against theirs. Where better to do this than during a World Cup match on your telly (unless of course you’re loaded and are watching the matches live in Germany!)? Watch your ‘Dream Team’ score goals, beat its opponents and make it to the final 8! Cheer them on! Make bets! Assure other fans that your ‘Dream Team’ has a fair chance of making it into the finals. In fact, tell everyone you know that you are certain your ‘Dream Team’ will emerge the champions!
Finding it easy so far? Well, this is where it gets a little tougher…
The final process of the cure is probably the simplest to achived but hardest to accept – watch your ‘Dream Team’ get trashed. Sob. Sob. Yes, you read it right. Watch them get trashed.
If that doesn’t work, immediately pick another team and call it ‘Dream Team 2’ (Who better, than the 'then-reigning' champions, Brazil?). Repeat the above (obviously with more speed!). Then, watch as ‘Dream Team 2’ also gets whacked out of World Cup. Sob. Sob. Uh-huh, go through the heartached...again.
If this doesn’t turn you off World Cup for at least 4 years, you are incurable! Don't even bother looking for a cure, cause there's none for people like you! You probably relish in any loss or win! Hmmph!
For those of you who are lucky enough to have picked winning teams or the champion-to-be of World Cup 2006, I have only this to say to you, ‘you don’t need to be cured, but watch your back in 2010!’
3 Comments:
i totally got over the world cup thing when england made the infamous exit. it broke my heart so much i heard "piang!" when those dick heads (portugal fans watching the match with me) gave me a long boo... finally it's over and yeah i gave them a long boo too when portugal did not make it to top three. what is it to be proud of anyway when they cheat their way to victory and ended up being called the great pretender! hey you c.ronaldo! wtach out! im so gonna see you in epl soon. i wanna see how the englishmen 'welcome' you, right!! ok, im still have the fever. hahaha
Haha!
Our hearts were continually broken..from England to Brazil to Germany and finally France.
Worldcup 2006 was so unpredictable.
Sucks.
big time
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