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Brooklyn Beckham's reaction sums up my life right now. I swore I would never get overwhelmed with a sport. I always kept my distance with football (real football people.) And now it's shot to hell. I cried...I cried over a game and a player who I hated up until now. Fuck it.
Portugal with their shitty win. Ronaldo ratting out his own Man U. teammate to get him a red card. Terry and Ferdinand crying openingly. And now daddy Becks stepping down as captain almost on the verge of tears. My heart be still, my stomach churned when I heard about it. Please god let them choose Owen or Terry. Please.
Instead I spent the day in mourning listening to music, watching Vanilla Sky, and trying to hunt down the Daily Sun or the Mirror. Fuck it for not being in Europe still.
"When Beckham cried...he cried for all of us"
I can already hear the drunkening sings of Vindaloo in England and the silence and complete heartbreak of a nation.