xi - auf wiedersehen south africa, please stand for a german ovation
for giving me something truly wonderful and imcomprehensively magical to believe in. (this is most likely going to slaughter your pc. seriously it killed mine twice during the making. dial-up kiddos, stay the fuck away.)
dedicated to my wifey dearest, em, and my sweetheart, nat.
before we relive the incredible journey that our german men have been through these past 31 days, i would like to take a moment to farewell robert enke for the final time. may you rest in peace. your talent, presence and the pride which you have given to your country through your irreplaceable skill and warm heart will never be forgotten. ♥
and so began the south african world cup 2010 journey for deutschland... teamgeist!
we began with the traditional german circle of love and also gq motherfuckers getting off the plane in their gq suits. (lukas is grinning widely, and we like that)
with poor micha on crutches, napolelahm is democratically voted capitano with basti as his right hand man. it must be nice taking orders from someone who is more than 10cm shorter than you. nevertheless, thomas approves with a signature wink. and it is a fact universally known that there can never be enough of ©mueller winks. neverrrrrrrrrrrr.
THE PRAYER/LOVE/GERMAN CIRCLE IS UNSTOPPABLE.
(click!) i spy somebody's new potential wallie. no really, it's quite hq classy.
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anyhow, we are moving on to...
// GROUP STAGES //
eins. aussies
(this is where i am pained and torn between my country and a country that feels like my country. and where i can be considered a traitorous, sanctimonious bitch.)
disposed of by klose, podolski, mueller + cacau. (4-0)
zwei. serbia
(miserable loss, and miro's send off. but all is well because lukas got nekkid.)
our first goal down by jovanovic. (0-1)
drei. ghana
(tense match. saved by O_O's goal. we also had a death in the process... cacau?)
O.Ozil ate them all. (1-0)
now cruising into the...
// KNOCK-OUT STAGES //
vier. england
(we were beasts, but poor lampard darling.)
england were torn apart by mueller (x2), podolski, klose though upson managed to redeem some dignity. (4-1)
// QUARTER FINALS //
fünf. argentina
(best match, we were positively destructive. don't messi with the germans.)
the usual dream team mueller, klose (x2), friedrich! (4-0)
// SEMI FINALS //
sechs. spain
(fucking spaniards. fucking spaniards. fucking spaniards. + pique needs to keep his balls in his pants. even if it's miro and all.)
the curly perm, puyol. (0-1)
// THIRD-FOURTH PLAY OFFS //
sieben. uruguay
(my lovers, philipp and lukas and miro were all benching, but a spectacular match.)
wonderboys, mueller, jansen, khedira with uruguay speed monster forlán + cavani. (3-2)
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and to some extra specials...
der sexy gq/hq kapitän ♥
i love him more than life now, seriously. → to the fuckers who doubted you, to the men on high horses who thought you couldn't possibly lead your boys, you showed them, me, the world, that you are weren't just good - you were amazing. you didn't just fill micha's shoes, you burst through them, through the roof. i cannot, and probably will never be able to, wrap my head around how wonderful, skilled and magnificent you are, philipp. head high, my little napoleon. ♥
miro, if the word legend had a human form it would most definitely be you. the wonders which you have contributed to germany have skyrocketed beyond anything imaginable. you are one of the most fantastic players die mannschaft has had the honour to behold, and i don't know what we will do without you in the future. i wished and prayed more than anything that you'd be able to be here for the fourth german star, and i was crushed seeing you on the bench last night. whatever the next step may be, i will be here to support you, and i hope to god that you'll put on that #11 jersey again, miro. i love you.
if i were to mention every german that has stood out in this tournament, i could list the whole mannscaft and reasons for days. we all know that bastian schweinsteiger, philipp lahm, lukas podolski, thomas mueller, miroslav klose, mesut oezil, manuel neuer were the few among fantastic players in a team that's so young and still bursting with stunning potential, whose talent will never be denied nor overlooked. euros '12, world cup '14 are still as bright as ever on the horizon for die mannschaft. don't ever give up, boys.
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let us look back to the times without such woes... (warning! may bring tears - many, many tears to your eyes)
thomas may still be fail at maintaining balance, but they hold on to each other. always.
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so if your pc hasn't already died several times, i commend you.
dear mannschaft, this journey, both filled with glory and pain, is finally coming to an end and you cannot imagine how hard it is to say goodbye. for the past 31 days, i thought that if something terrible happened - like my tv exploded - i would not be able to live/breathe/survive without seeing your bright faces every single day. you have done your country so proud, and as small as my significance, put a colour and vibrance into my life that i never had before. you gave me faith that i could never find with anything else, and a belief that made me hold on to this dream with you until the last moments. the result is nothing short of spectacular, despite it not being the cup you rightfully deserve, and it's impossible to put into words how far you have come and how much brilliance you have shown the world. a few months ago, i hardly knew any of you, and now i can barely imagine a world without my mannschaft. as inadequately as this expresses my tender adoration for each and every one of you, it will have to do for now. don't ever give up, don't ever forget the people who will always support you, the people who will feel every sad, angry and blissful emotion that you feel - just as much. i promise to be with you until the end of time. and i love you, more than any amount of pictures, words or paragraphs can describe. for everything, danke deutschland.
to our fans in germany, we all have seen the pictures from home. hundreds of thousands in the public squares, millions of television screens, emotions in black, red and gold. our country celebrates a peaceful football party. goosebumps for the whole team. even if you are almost ten thousand kilometres away: your support is here for every single one of us. your enthusiasm gives us an extra kick. your support makes us stronger. our road to the final has not yet come to an end; the party will go on. in south africa and germany. we are all one team. and we all have a very big goal. together we can do it!
your team
both the pc and it's owner are now dead with exhaustion. kbye.