wOrLd CuP and UnFoRtUnAtE bEt..
Yesterday, for the first time I finished watching a whole game in World Cup. Before this, I would just peep the TV once in a while to see the score but never did I stay awake till 5 and devoted myself fully for a game. But yesterday was an exception. Well, I didn't really have a choice as Rahul wanted to watch the game badly and I couldn't watch anything else. So I had only 2 choice of either watching the game or sleep (I don't sleep till dawn nowadays). The game was between Italy and USA. Since Rahul supported Italy, just to go against him, I had to bet for US. He gave me 'one ball'(at first I didn’t even know what the hell that was), and so after a long explanation of what it was, we finally settled comfortably, picnicking in front of the huge 50 inch plasma TV.
Little did I know that the players from the states were not at all 'lookable'. Even the coach looked like he was high in drugs. Whereas the opposition team was mostly good looking (even the white-haired, old coach was!!). So instead of cheering for my team, I cheered for Rahul's (he constantly reminded me which team was mine; duh like I don’t know how to differentiate between white and blue. But I just played dump. Couldn't help it. Italian players were just cute!!).
So back to the story, after like a quarter of the game, I finally settled for one (no fun cheering for all); Alberto Gilardino (his name reminds me of Giordano). He scored the first goal for Italy and I think he was the cutest of all (although I only saw a glimpse of him). I continued cheering for Italy, hoping to see him again but when I started getting all excited for the second goal scored by Italians again, Rahul started cursing. I was blur as usual but then I realized the score was 1-1, instead of 2-0. Shocking but yap, that player scored on his own goal, giving a goal to the States! stupid!!
Later then the game grew boring, with lots of 'punching', 'skiing', and 'pushing' by both the teams. The game ended with only 9 players in each team, and a draw; 1-1. which means I still won as Rahul gave me 'one ball', but then *sob-sob*, how unfortunate of me, when I finally ask Rahul for my prize, only then I realize we didn't even bet for anything!!
cute isnt he? the one on the right..
Little did I know that the players from the states were not at all 'lookable'. Even the coach looked like he was high in drugs. Whereas the opposition team was mostly good looking (even the white-haired, old coach was!!). So instead of cheering for my team, I cheered for Rahul's (he constantly reminded me which team was mine; duh like I don’t know how to differentiate between white and blue. But I just played dump. Couldn't help it. Italian players were just cute!!).
So back to the story, after like a quarter of the game, I finally settled for one (no fun cheering for all); Alberto Gilardino (his name reminds me of Giordano). He scored the first goal for Italy and I think he was the cutest of all (although I only saw a glimpse of him). I continued cheering for Italy, hoping to see him again but when I started getting all excited for the second goal scored by Italians again, Rahul started cursing. I was blur as usual but then I realized the score was 1-1, instead of 2-0. Shocking but yap, that player scored on his own goal, giving a goal to the States! stupid!!
Later then the game grew boring, with lots of 'punching', 'skiing', and 'pushing' by both the teams. The game ended with only 9 players in each team, and a draw; 1-1. which means I still won as Rahul gave me 'one ball', but then *sob-sob*, how unfortunate of me, when I finally ask Rahul for my prize, only then I realize we didn't even bet for anything!!
cute isnt he? the one on the right..
